My Berondong Husband
#37 Tragedy That Night
A week has passed since Kesya took time off from work and intends to focus on preparing for her wedding which is just a few weeks away. Despite his leave, he stayed in his apartment until he really wanted to go back home.
He and Bian have spread invitations, to friends, relatives, clients and others. WO has also been prepared carefully. Just waiting for Bian to take his leave, Bian said that there was one job that he was difficult to leave. Kesya never asked what the job was, which must have been related to the trial.
Kesya did not blame him, because he knew it was Bian's job. Even if he could work longer, maybe he would do, but his parents urged him to quickly relax. Enjoying his last days as a young man.
Like that night, he just came home from a walk and returned with a snack he bought at one of the minimarkets. After arriving at the apartment later he intends to watch a horror movie and enjoy the food.
Shortly after an online taxi stopped him at the place already listed on the application, Kesya walked a little towards his apartment. However, under the dim lights, his eyes found the figure of someone lying down.
Kesya began to be curious about the figure, he did not think that it was a ghost because the figure was clear. He approached slowly, watching him, occasionally shaking his body with legs, which turned out to be a man.
The lying man's body responded, then his body rolled to the side right facing Kesya. Kesya who saw the face full of wounds was a little shocked and shocked. Regulating his breath repeatedly, pulling it out continuously, but increasingly tight.
His trembling hands tried to grab the man, but powerless, so that his mouth could only scream. “Please!”
Say please it repeatedly he screamed, because it was about eleven o'clock in the night and the area was quiet, no one responded, no one responded, until there came two apartment guards who heard Kesya scream.
“Why, Mom? What's up?” ask one of the guards.
“I... This sir, there are people fainting.” Say it with a panic tone.
The two guards realized the man's whereabouts, and tried to help. When asked to take her to the hospital, Kesya was reluctant. He even asked the two guards to take him into his apatemen room.
Carrying one of the guards, they walked towards Kesya's room. Unfortunately the room was quite far up on the top floor. Fresh blood from the man's face clung to the white clothes of the security guard, while Kesya who followed still looked confused and did not understand what happened.
It had been more than a week that he had not met the man, but after meeting why did the man even become like this? Is there a problem or just a fight between ordinary men?
Arriving in the room, the man was placed on the bed, the two guards passed away after Kesya thanked him and assured that he would self-medicate his wounds.
Kesya unpacked her P3K box which she had taken from the closet. On his lap slowly the man's face with a white cotton swab before he gave him the medicine.
The man's face was battered with gaping wounds and several blue bruises. From the wound he had, it seemed like the man was gang-raped because it also appeared bruised on the neck.
When the alcohol was paved in the man's face, for a moment he reacted, but with the consciousness that had not fully recovered, he grasped Kesya's wrist slowly.
“Bian,” said Kesya slowly, the man who was none other than Bian was starting to return with his consciousness, his eyes slowly opening. “Why you?”
Bian did not answer, he observed Kesya's face with eyes that were not fully open. He still thinks why he's here, because he remembers falling out of the car.
"I'm in trouble, Yang.” Said Bian with his mouth not so open. His lips still feel sore due to a few bumps there.
“Iya, why? What problems? Same story I.” Force Kesya on, but Bian remains silent. “Now I want to know your problem, do not shut up and do not keep anything secret again.”
Bian was still trying not to respond to Kesya's words, but the girl's eyes seemed to try to be curious and so caring.
“I tried to help Lesmana's trial, but she was defeated by the public prosecutor.”
“Then, why are you like this?” tanya Kesya wants more years.
“He wants to do anything to win, then I bribe the judge. He spent a lot of money, but still lost and got a sentence of two years and several billion fines.” Bian's Story. “Lesmana did not accept, then told some people to teach me a lesson, they intend to kill me, but I tried to escape out of the car door, I fell and then unconscious.” Bian continued to remember the incident even though it was faint but so imprinted.
Kesya who heard Bian's story, was only able to catch her breath. His bad thoughts about Bian's work turned out to be starting to happen. Though he repeatedly told Bian not to take risks, but Bian never heard of it.
As a person who works in the advertising world, he is very familiar with Gio Lesmana, in addition to the owners of several branches of Putra Group, Om from Ruben's boss, Lesmana is also one of the government employees.
Kesya did not know what else to say to Bian's problem, he could only stay silent and continue to treat Bian's wounds. Bian tightened the grip on his hand, his eyes began to look intently at his eyes, Bian's face slowly approached towards him, something forced Kesya to be quiet.
With a slow motion Bian pulled Kesya's body into his arms, then everything just went.
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Morning time. Kesya woke up because of the sunlight that entered her room through a glass window, her curtain was exposed to the wind from the ventilation. He opened his eyes slowly, then intended to pull the blanket. But, to his surprise he did not use a top shirt, only a small cloth that covered the sensitive area.
He began to remember the events of the night after treating Bian, he opened his eyes to the side, but he did not see the figure of Bian there or in his room. He only found his clothes scattered.
Kesya's face began to be confused and pale, where did Bian after doing that to her? Isn't Bian still unable to wake up? As his mind kept asking. He thought of a cell phone that was spelled next to his body sitting down.
He searches for Bian's number, then attempts to contact him but is inactive.
With her glassy mind, Kesya walked towards the bathroom using a blanket. His activities last night seemed to make his whole body dirty and he himself felt ashamed. The Bian he had known for two years, could somehow change so quickly. Bian never did.
Arriving in the bathroom, he soaked his body with water from the shower. Her tears slowly dripped, she cried constantly remembering her stupidity.
As the roar of her cries dissipated with the water, her eyes found a wash brush. Rub him rub his skin body with his body, hoping all the stains can disappear with the water solution. The more he rubbed his body the more he loudly shouted.
Kesya was really doubtful about her marriage.