MY FORMER DARK LOVER
Forcing to confess

My curiosity is so strong, what really happened to Jihan. He who has begun to wander away wants to enter the room I have chased. Without further ado, I took his hand to enter his own room immediately.

Brak, I've slammed the door strong.

With a dislike face, Jihan slammed my hand rough. The look in his eyes implied anger, but behind it was a sadness he was trying to hide.

"What are you doing, Satria?" tanyanya who looks upset.

"What do I want?."

"It has. Don't you interfere in my affairs" Again that's what came out of Jihan's mouth.

"I told you I want to know what's happening to you right now. So tell me the truth, what did Bayu do to you?" my heart wants to help.

"Hufffff. I told you not to interfere with my business, "Chief Jihan has been shaking off strongly, not agreeing to my request just now.

The feeling was already crap as a result of him not being submissive, so the action now had to force Jihan to speak the truth.

"Here you ...here!" The step had approached Jihan who was standing still not moving.

"Don't .. don't do this, Satria. I beg!" the door cupped both hands in front of the chest.

"can't. I'm sure that you've been treated as rude as Bayu," Step just keep trying to squeeze and get close to Jihan.

His attitude that is increasingly backward and backward away, increasingly curious and want to dismantle everything.

Steps had approached Jihan, who had been cornered near the wall of the house.

"Go .. get out of here you, Satria. Don't do this to me" she asked.

Quickly snatched his hands together for me to lock, as he continued to thrash around wanting me to stay away and not interfere.

"Can't!" refute words.

"Take me off, Satria. Don't do this, I beg you!" it's a hoarse door that keeps streaming tears.

"Silent you."

"I'm sorry, Jihan."

Sreeeeeeek, once pull up the long-sleeved shirt that Jihan was wearing. Netra is so made mlongo on the wounds in the body. Jihan's face had turned to the right, perhaps already embarrassed when some of her aura had been stared at.

Because it was filled with awkwardness when staring at his skin and made me not feel good to continue to see, I deftly turned his body immediately. Jihan's face is now behind me.

Instantly the shirt that was limited to the chest had been pulled again, to tear it stronger and come down again. The face was made dumbfounded, his body was white and weak, already decorated with a masterpiece painting some wounds.

The bluish, gaping wound was slightly reddened, and there was already dried blood now clearly visible. The elongated line was so engraved in horror all over his body.

"Is this the case, Bayu?" tanya has already shrunk her voice.

The hand that had locked was already released. Jihan now can only cry sobbing, while bringing her head closer down on the wall.

"Your crying indicates that the guess is correct."

"Be careful! I'll reply to all this and especially I'll send it to the police station and to his parents," furious speech that expresses emotion.

"Don't how, when all over your body has a lot of severe injuries so. Mas bayu is a savage human*b, who deserves not to be called a human, but he is an animal who just wants to treat you like this."

Hands so tightly clenched. Anger has overflowing to reach the top of the crown. If there was a person here, his face would have been battered all kotonjok.

"It's not so, Satria. He's my husband, so don't take revenge on him. It's all purely my fault" prevent him from still crying.

"Suami what the hell is like that, who could torture his own wife to this extent. Don't be weak to be a woman. Don't want to be oppressed like this and especially don't give him mercy" tell me who has felt compassion for him.

Shirt that has been torn formless again, this hand tries to help fix the skin closed back.

"Aku tahu, Satria. Tapi ini demi kebaikan semua orang, maka biarlah aku yang menanggung derita ini."

"Which kind? If you're not treated well with your own husband, "the strong still want to defend him.

"I know you do not accept the treatment of this Bayu mas, but I beg you not to be rude to him, because it will affect my family later. You know for yourself that we were betrothed due to the many debts my parents used to owe, if this is all revealed, surely Bayu and his family will not stay silent to turn around to destroy my family later," he explained that heartbreaking, heartbreaking, when the weak woman in front of me was now so helpless.

Really do not understand the way of Jihan's mind now, while still pitying the same man who had abused her so badly.

The pity for his words just now, made the heart even more resilient. Maybe true of his words too.

"All right then. I won't make any calculations with your husband, but now come with me!" my door finally fell.

"Maybe now that your husband can be free I am not persecuted back, but wait someday surely Bayu mas will accept the consequences for having dared to torture you, Jihan," a heart murmur who promised.

"Where are you?" his innocent tanyanya had already stopped the crying.

"For sure to go to the hospital to treat your wound. Do not get a severe wound as soon as the infection will occur and get worse," said the words.

"But will it not be troublesome, whereas you now have to go to work to school."

"It's okay, I can ask permission for a moment. Your injuries are more important now.

"All right then. I'm sorry if I trouble you."

"Yes, no pa-pa. I just can't bear to see a weak woman like you, treated arbitrarily with her own husband."

"Yes, Satria. I'm sorry I got you involved."

"It's okay, while I can help you I will help you to the end.

"Emm, okay. Then I'll change my clothes first."

"Yes, please. I'm sorry for forcing you, so the clothes are torn apart."

"Yes." Yeah."

The smile was finally etched beautifully on Jihan's face, maybe she was too happy when in distress and was down there were people who wanted to help.

I finally came out too, while waiting for Jihan to change clothes. All the needs for work to school have entered the bag and now I put neatly on the boat

Not long enough for Jihan to change clothes. Motor owned by him immediately I plugged the gas, to immediately bring him to get treatment from the hospital.

Letters for treatment I will keep, because someday it will definitely be needed if the Bayu mas will act again. Maybe this time he can escape from my rampage, but inwardly I have promised that someday I will definitely finish it off.