MY FORMER DARK LOVER
The sorrow of the Savior will go

It feels very gedeg same mas Bayu, already know wrong but instead blame us. If only I wasn't weak I would have fought. Now that Satria has been expelled, it means losing my protector and my good man.

"O Allah, what should I do to keep Satria from leaving? Why would a good person like him have to leave me? Surely I will crumble again due to torture Bayu mas. What am I supposed to do?" The panic that began to drip dew in the corner of the eye patch.

The husband had already sauntered away from the room, carrying a million vexations. I also did not waste the opportunity to immediately meet Satria, before she actually left this house.

"I have to apologize to you, Satria. This incident was unthinkable for me, then I must immediately admit the mistake, because the main mastermind triggering the problem is myself," a steady heart murmur.

Tok .. tok, fingers trying to knock on the door that is already open.

It looks Satria is busy removing all the clothes in the closet, then he throws the rough that is near there is an open suitcase.

"Can I come in!" I asked when Satria had no response.

"Hmm, just go in. No one forbids, 'this is your house so I have no right not to let you in" he replied.

"I'm sorry, Satria." His head was down as a result of feeling guilty.

"Why do you have to apologize, while there is absolutely nothing wrong."

"Yes, I know that. But the main source of trouble is me. Sorry, if it involves you," Repeat the unpleasant words.

Heeeeeh, Satria seems to be breathing rough and long.

"You can't blame yourself that way. Your husband is wrong, but he doesn't want to admit it and keeps avoiding it."

"Yes I know, but Bayu shouldn't throw you all out."

"Oh, it's okay. Maybe it's time for me to withdraw now from this house, "His broad hands have wiped the soft tears that fell down my cheeks.

"Thank you!" A smile was thrown, feeling at ease for the kindness and sincerity Satria showed.

"Either. Now you don't have to be sad anymore. Even though I am not near you, but in my heart I promise to continue to protect you until that time. So do not be afraid of your impudent husband, "Satria's advice with both hands rests on my shoulders.

"Yes. Thanks for everything. I can't repay your kindness with anything but the best prayer for your life" Sadness disappears instantly, upon hearing his advice.

"Goodoo. No need to reply. I saw your smile and not being tortured alone, it was enough to avenge everything. Thank you for all of your prayers, too" she threw a smile back.

"All right."

"Then I can help you clean things up" I bargained.

"No need. Just a little innate yesterday, maybe I alone packing can be quickly finished. Mending you rest, must be tired of all this," he refused.

"Little, anyway. Yes, already then. Later when it is finished and want to leave, do not forget to tell and say goodbye to me first."

"Surely it is."

"Foolah. Then I say rest in the room first, ngadem a little stubborn and frightened heart earlier."

"Yes, please."

"Yes, bye .. bye too."

Since Satria did not bother about the incident, I also felt calm and not worried anymore. Although the knight looks patient but his nature is also easily ignited emotions, so be afraid if it will be an endless grudge between them later.

While setting foot casually, seen from a distance, Bayu was walking towards me. Her sickening face made me feel ogah again to just look at her.

"Eiiiit .. eiiiits, where are you going?" prevent it already clutching the wrist, when we cross paths are walking.

"You go to the room. Where else would you go? 'And the direction of the footstep to get there, '" ketus answer.

"Wuuih, your answer sounds unpleasant."

"There's no 'lah. Not too bad."

"Not much talk. How's it? Is your helper god retreated from here?" the question sounds sick.

"Why is it your business again? If they are expelled, they will leave too. Why so kepo," Again the answer is ketus, because it carried a little kongolan

His large, wide palm was still perched in the arm, so who would have thought now to firmly grip my arm. After not enduring the same pain, I just grimaced withholding all my might so as not to make a sound, because if it sounded Satria surely this house will be a scene of fights again.

"You don't mess with this husband of yours. Do not doubt there is a god of salvation, now you are starting to be good at defiance. Until I will torment you for being stupid wrong to be my wife, understand you!" threaten the husband who has been whispering softly in the right ear.

"Awww, it hurts Mas. Release."

"Not going to."

"Oh, yes one more. Say to your god, do not let the evidence fall into the hands of our parents, or you will accept the consequences for having let all this be revealed. Remember these words, if you ignore it then your smooth body will feel how painful the sharpness of the knife," threatened the husband again.

The hardness of the husband's speech, so make the feathers stand all. It turns out that Mas Bayu will not give up until here, even looks increasingly emotional.

Not knowing whether Satria's actions had evidence was right or wrong. What is clear is that my husband looks scared but he is getting out of control to vent his anger, but why am I still an easy target to vent all his emotions.

"Listen, what I said just now!" he whispered slowly in my ear.

"Yes .. Yes, Mom! I heard," My fear answered.

"Goodoo. I like equally a wife who is afraid and submissive to all the orders of her husband."

"By-iiii-iiiya, Mas!" Stuttering words.

"Now go out from before me, for I am so sick of seeing your innocent face," said the husband, letting go of the grip with a little encouragement.

Without a word I immediately passed away, avoiding the increasingly lost husband. The threat only spills my fear.

"Oh my God, will my life fall apart like this? What's my fault that the trials are unceasingly approaching me?" the dew came back.

"Why the husband I always respected, never appreciated me at all. Do I have to give up enough to get here? But what will be the fate of my parents and my sisters if our relationship ends, but if it continues not only my heart but my mind and body will continue to be tormented, for the behavior of the Bayu kingas," The hands have tightly closed the face, so that the sound of crying is not heard by anyone.