My wife's a fraud
Preying

“Luna ..”

“Luna ..”

“Lu ... Na ..”

“Gita..”.

“Gita..”.

“Git..”.

“Arki, don't call Luna continue! I don't like it!”

“...you know which name it is from?”

“You dream..”.

“I just want you..”

A sad and strange feeling hit him suddenly, making his chest tight. Difficult breathing. Her tears fell from the corner of her closed eyes.

“Uhhh..”

“Ngak ... Mmmau..”

“Relax, Git ..”

His eyes were heavy and kept folding closed. But some consciousness tells us to wake up. Sounds as far away as he is, like Arki. But it still feels like a dream. Maybe at this time Gita is delirious in his sleep, or mengacau not clear because the influence of allergy drugs that he drank has side effects of sleepiness that sagging.

He found it hard to tell which reality and dreams were all mixed together. All his senses were almost blunt. No one can focus. Even the strange screen all over his body did not disturb his sleep so much. Gita was like this.

When's?

His mind is still wandering. Capturing all signals from the outside, even though his body was hijacked to continue sleeping. His eyes were as if he had been hit by tens of kilograms, but his mouth continued to cry out and gibber. Now it even let out a strange sound that was not clearly heard.

“Hmm.. uhh.”

“... Stop..”

“Udah ..”

“Sssstt, relax!”

“...I'll slow down..”.

 Gita gasped when the pain was immeasurable in the core between her legs. All his senses became alert again. Awaked.

Now his eyes could feel a beam of dim light from his sleep lamp. The cold air from the AC bit his entire body which was not wrapped up in anything. Her eyes were wet with tears. Both of his hands blocked Arki's shoulders, which were now above his body.

The most sickening and frightening sight of his life, repeated for the umpteenth time. He was attacked and disarmed in an unconscious state. This time it was worse. Something pressed down on the bottom until it was painful and sore, trying to break through to the inside.

“ARCH ...HHHMMPP” scream Gita instantly silenced by one of Arki's hands.

The Gita hits, claws, and lunges. Get rid of all strong and painful clutches. One of his hands reached out on the nightstand. Accidentally dropped the alarm clock, the sleeping lamp, to the glass, which clang when it broke to the floor.

His fingers then felt a cold object and grasped it quickly. One direct hit Gita dived into Arki's head. The flower vase broke. Arki fell to the other side of the bed, shouting and swearing violently.

The opportunity was Gita used to escape. He got off the bed, pulled a blanket from the bed to cover his bare body. His feet stepped on the broken glass that fell from the nightstand. Gita fell to the floor immediately. However, the panic strengthened him to get back up.

Gita ran out of the room, her body stumbled several times on the furniture, until she could reach the kitchen. Grabbing and searching between the closet and drawers neatly arranged A knife then he floated frantically to protect himself.

Arki came out of the room not so long ago. Fortunately he had already reattached his pants and just stepped up while bare-chested. Da rah pours out of his temple, soaking into his neck.

“Gita, get off the knife!” arki orders calmly.

But Gita knew the man was overcome with anger. His eyes darkened as well as the look on his face. Arki just stood up from the dining table staring at him. Without moving. It was as if it was covered in a terrifying aura. That alone had made Gita's breath choked and her body tremble.

“Gita. Get off the knife! I can make you faint with one punch.” Arkite warned. His jaw hardened, furious.

Gita was still brandishing the knife in the air, with trembling hands, tears falling, and feet hurt. He can't take his eyes off of Arki. His instincts kept ordering him to be vigilant.

Arki took a breath. Calms itself. He must not fight the panicked Gita by threatening her. All of this will make things worse. It seems like not only the fear of the incident, but Arki's attitude makes the girl panic.

“Gita relax! I won't continue, I won't say anything about you. Your leg is hurt. Let me treat. Please stop kayak gini,” said Arki walking closer to Gita.

Arki grabbed his arm quickly, until the knife fell to the floor.

“Do not want! Leasin!” As forcefully as he pulled out his hand that Arki was clutching. Her hysterical cries were so deafening.

“I won't be anything to you. Hitherto. Stop!” arki said in a softer tone.

Arki snapped his grip and hugged Gita's trembling body. While the Gita continues to thrash in her arms. Get rid of the strong Arki shackles.

“Udah relax! I'm not going to continue that. I want to cure your leg wounds doang.”

“Leasin! I don't need your attention!” snapped Gita hysterical. “Cowok is brash! It's disgusting! Monster!” she screamed again while shedding tears. Still continued to hit Arki's body and push him away.

“Gita stop!” snapped Arki tries to control Gita's anger.

Unfortunately, it was in vain. Gita cried uncontrollably and continued to wriggle in her arms. Still trying to escape.

Gita hates everything about Arki now. More than usual. This disgusting man not only touched her, but tried to snatch away her honor. All the raves and swearing Gita spilled on him without pause.

Arki becomes increasingly impatient with the behavior of the Gita as it is now. It's really hard to control. Forced Arki to make it fall with one blow to the neck. Gita instantly collapsed helplessly in her arms.

...****************...

Gita woke up, her eyes twitching in shock. A look around the whole room. The sunlight had already penetrated the window of the room. Gita checked her body. She was fully dressed, wearing pajamas. But it felt a lot different than the one she was wearing yesterday.

What did Arki do?

The memories began to gather. Last night, she woke up in a state of undressed, pain when something tried to break through and take away her honor. Panic and fear buzzed back in the ears.

The Gita tries to get up, with pain in the back of the neck. Just as he was sitting in bed trying to endure the whack, Arki came into the room. Well dressed. Ready to go to work.

“You—“

“Gita, relax first!” arki warned. He spoke calmly, yet it sounded so deep and terrifying.

Arki then sat on the edge of the bed, looking fixedly at the Gita. Close-up. Almost no more than 10 cm away. Even Gita could feel the warm breath and the smell of masculine perfume from her strengthening ungodly.

His face was covered with plaster. It seems like the masterpiece wound inscribed by Gita makes the handsome face of Arki blemished. This was the second time the Gita had hit the brash man on the head.

“I didn't say anything to you last night. Don't worry, I'm just wearing your clothes. I'm sorry about the previous one. I can't control myself. But your attitude was also excessive and dangerous last night—“

“But you—“

“Dengerin, I'm not done talking! I don't like it when you use a dangerous weapon like yesterday. You can talk to me and not be impulsive anymore, right?”

The gita did not answer. I don't know what happened to his body, his heart was so angry that it wanted to tear off the beautiful face of Arki. But he trembled in fear, hearing Arki speak calmly in a low voice almost growling, in a gesture full of warning.

“Today I did not go to Malang. There's a subordinate of mine who's substituted for a business trip. But I have to go to the regular kayak office. You don't have to go to work, I just called Mr. Usman and said that you were sick. Rest, okay?”

The Gita still answered nothing. His voice seemed to just disappear as he opened his mouth.

“I cleaned the wound and healed your leg that got broken glass. Don't walk too much, it'll hurt. I also bought breakfast. Later in the day you order food online aja.”

They just stared at each other for a moment. Without anyone talking to each other. Arki smiled afterwards.

“Galak really you,” he said while chuckling. His cold expression melted instantly, the toilet was unceremonious.

Arki got up and bailed to go to work. He had already reached the doorway, when turning back to look at Gita who still did not stop glaring at him.

“Shut up at home! Don't do anything dangerous or dangerous!” threatened again. Then his figure disappeared.

The sound of the car and the gate opening then closing back, was heard from outside. Gita's made sure Arki has gone from there now. His heart was relieved that the threat had passed. He was almost cheering for joy.

Gita lays back on the bed. His feet hurt, his neck hurt, and almost his entire body felt heavy. But the worst was his heart. He was filled with deep disappointment towards the figure of Arki whom he had once admired. It turned out that Luna was not so wrong to say that the man was creepy.

Did Arki do the same to Luna?

He abused her, tried to take away her honor, and what was worse was the violence of hitting her on the neck and fainting. This time all of Arki's actions are unforgivable.

Gita is also very tired of having to continue to feel scared when dealing with Arki. Just a little off guard, Arki had already taken advantage of the situation to do his despicable deeds.

The Gita is unable to live in agitation at any moment, anywhere at any time Arki can prey on him alive. It's time for the Gita to move. Establish her heart and intention to file for divorce to a religious court.