Nackal Duda
Hugs Regret

"Where's the chicken noodle for the front neighbor? Let me give it to you! Yes, itung-itung silaturahmi-lah. I pity that you who go there later get sarcastic with hurtful words. All for the security in front of me is also loving. You're at home. Your rest is tired from cooking!"

I finally gave up. Let me just deliver it all. Since then, I've seen Dance busy in the kitchen preparing all sorts of food for me. After making the noodles, he was busy making lunch. It felt endless He was in the kitchen.

"really? But dance first yes! Just sit down first. Coincidentally, the new two servings that Tari made. For the security front first time yes. Poor them hungry."

"Yes." Yeah." Dance wrapped her two homemade chicken noodles in a plastic container that Mama Inah used to collect if I bought food outside. He handed it to me to take me to the security front.

I walk to the front of the complex. Handing over the chicken noodles made the two security guards very happy. I took out a hundred thousand two pieces. "For his son's pocket money!" I said. If I told you to smoke money, pity his family and not be loved?

I went home and found two servings of chicken noodles on the table.

"His chicken noodles for the front neighbor huh?" my yelling. The dance in the room answered yes, and then I went ahead.

I knocked on the front door of this quiet looking house. There is no Damar car which means there is only one Tara at home.

Not even answered, I pressed the bell. Tara's car is in front, like there's someone in the house. Three times I pressed the bell and no one opened the door.

I surrendered. I was about to turn around when the door opened.

I turned back and saw Tara opening the door with her pale face.

"Tara? You sick?" much worry. "I brought you some dance-made noodles. Try it!"

"Just put it on the table." replied Tara in a weak voice.

Because Tara was sick, I went into her house and put noodles on the living room table. This house is deserted. It's true that I didn't think Damar was home.

"I put it down" I'm not done yet I'm talking Tara's been hugging my body tightly.

"Hey! Don't do this!" I'm not feeling well, afraid that Dance is jealous or that Damar sees her. I feel like I'm having an affair when in fact I'm not.

"Agas... huaaaa....." Tara was crying in my arms.

"You... Why?" without me realizing I patted her on the back gently just simply to calm her down and stop crying.

Tara did not answer. She kept crying and hugged me tightly as if afraid I was leaving.

"Hey... Nevermind! Calm yourself first!" I said.

I wanted to let go of Tara's embrace, but her heartbreaking cry made me heartless and allowed her a little longer to hold me.

"I'm sorry, Gas! Sorry.." said Tara. His voice sounded full of regret. As soon as I heard it.

Apologies....

The word I wanted to hear was spoken from Tara's mouth.

The word that I've been waiting for, but until I'm tired, it doesn't come out of Tara's mouth.

Now, Tara who was in my arms said an apology, a word I wanted to hear long ago.

Why should it be now?

Why when I've opened a new sheet of my household hick with Dance?

The dance... Yes, Dance must be waiting for me at home!

I let go of Tara's embrace.

"I have to go home!" I said.

"Don't!" Tara pulled my hand. As fast as lightning He put his arms around my neck and then on his tiptoes He kissed my lips.

His kiss was demanding. A smoldering kiss like before. For a moment I forgot and I replied.

Our kiss was so full of longing. It tells us how we both are in our hearts. Although we have separated but it turns out we can not lie to the feelings that exist.

Our kisses twisted each other, played tongue in it. I almost forgot about everything, but when Tara's hand was about to unbutton my shirt, I realized. This is not true.

I stopped kissing her and distanced Tara's body. Tara still came forward and showered me with kisses. I held her body back.

I'mscared....

I'm afraid of myself...

What if I get out of control?

So I round out my resolve and stay away from his body. "I have to go home!"

"Gas, please.... I know you want it!" Tara tried to hold me back even longer by her side.

"No. You wrong. I don't want it!" I said spicy.

"You're lying, Gas! Your body says something else! You also want our togetherness again like before. I know, I know you still love me. I know there's still my name in your heart!"

"That's just your feeling!" I was about to leave, but again Tara held me back. He held my arm.

I was about to let go but at that moment I saw Tara's hand. There was a scar covered in plaster on his hand. I remember when I came in, Tara was so pale.

"What's been going on? What's your hand?" something must have happened. At that time Tara hid it tightly, but this time I saw her. The scar on his hand indicates that he is not okay.

"I.... I want to go back with you, Gas! Let's leave our partner and go back to the household again! You and I are lovers who love each other. We'll live happily together!" tara's eyes looked hopeful.

"That's not what I'm asking you! Why is your hand hurt? Damar did it? Like that time?" my pedicabs. I don't care about asking her to get back together.

Tara fell silent. He did not dare to say it. He was not as brave as Tari who dared to fight his stepfather even though his face was bonyok.

Was it because Tara was afraid of losing all the luxuries she had right now?

"If you don't want to say it, I won't force it. I'm going home now! Knock on my door if you need anything! Or call it security!" I said indifferently.

Just a step away from Tara, she said something that stopped me.

"Yes. Damar did it. This isn't the first time he's treated me like this. That time.when you came and found my vase broke... Damar raped me!"

Degs...

It turned out to be my gut feeling at that time...

"Then yesterday when I came home from sports, he accused me of being near you! Then it started to be rough. I. I'm scared, Gas! I'm afraid to have a husband like Damar! Please protect me!" pinta Tara pleaded.

Oh Allah...

"You forgot that you left me for Damar? The man you chose yourself by betraying me? You forgot all the humiliation you gave me? Why do you think I'm better than Damar? Was it not you who threw me away and cast me away?" I said again with a spicy.

"I was. I was wrong... I've been misjudging all along. I'm not happy, Gas. I feel loved more when I am with you! I'm sorry, Gas! I know you still love me. We can start a new life again. Do you know that both of our parents are very supportive of our relationship? Things will get better when we get back, Gas." Tara said.

"returned? And Damar?"

"I'll divorce her!" tara replied steady.

"Then Dance?" I purposely gave him a trick question.

"You can leave him. We'll start our relationship again!" tara answered confidently.

"Sorry, Tara. I can't leave Tari. I'm not you, who can leave someone when you want to and pick them up again when you're bored! I can't leave my wife. I'm home! I assume everything that happened today never existed!"

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