NOT PERPETRATORS
Just Promises

He continued to shower these lips with tenderness. As if releasing a desire that had been neglected. For a split second that lip struck me. Every time this hand tried to push against the chest of his field, it pulled my neck even more and emphasized the softness deeply.

After being content to lift the kiss for the sake of the kiss, as well as the caress of the taste buds that blended the sweet taste, he slowly released the tenderness from my lips. My hand that was still clinging to his chest, was able to feel his heartbeat beating fast, just like the one I was feeling.

He gently caressed my lips. Removing wet remnants due to his actions. He looked at me, and said, "It feels the same. Sweet. That means ... You're still keeping this for me."

I took his fingers off my lips. "You've always been insolent. Not changed."

"I never changed. Ever since we met, until now, I still feel the same way about you. I ... still love you so much."

"Go! Don't do this again. Anyway ... You can also do it with—" Immediately I stop my words. I shouldn't have talked about Nessa. Isn't that free? That's not gonna change anything.

Dimas grabbed my chin. "Try to continue with what you said."

I threw his hand off my chin. I turned around to back him. "It doesn't matter to me anymore."

"But it's important to me."

"And I don't care anymore."

"But I still care."

"Whatever! It's none of my business!"

"really. That's none of your business. But it's my business."

I immediately got out of place. I was really lazy to argue with him.

"I still love you" he said.

I kept walking, leaving him.

"Can't you stop and hear me for a moment."

I still ignore it. But he ran after me. He held my arm and turned my body to her.

"Do you know why I had to marry Nessa?"

I just looked at him, but didn't answer his question. Doesn't that mean nothing anymore?

"Because Nessa's age is coming to an end."

"Who knows about age? Isn't that just God's will? It could have been, right, Nessa living ten or even a hundred more years at his will."

"Unfortunately .. his chance of life is only until the age of twenty-five."

Twenty-five? Doesn't that mean ....

"I'm not God. But I'm a doctor. I handled it. I also have split his chest several times."

I was stunned to hear Dimas. Then he asked, "How many times have you split his chest?"

"Four times."

I swallowed my own saliva. "What ... is that bad?"

"It won't be bad anymore. Because his heart is too fragile and can no longer function properly. His heart's performance will be stopped soon."

I looked at him confused. "If you knew his age wouldn't be long. Then ... why did you marry her?"

"Just .. lest I owe you another promise."

"What promise?"

Suddenly there was applause. At once we turned our eyes to the figure of the woman who was standing about ten meters away from us.

"Good! Nice work!" he said as he approached us who were staring at him.

"Nessa," I said.

Nessa stopped in front of Dimas. Now ... Nessa looked at Dimas meaningfully. Both of his eyes were holding water. His chest rose and fell, with irregular breathing.

"So ... Did you really marry me just because of a promise?"

Dimas just flinching. He seemed to regret his words earlier. He certainly did not expect that Nessa heard him.

"You know that I won't be long, right? I thought .. You married me because you sincerely want to make me happy in the rest of my life."

Nessa's tears are coming down. His chest was getting up and down with emotion.

"Why not just tell me you're waiting for my death. So you can get married soon?"

"Nessa," call me.

"Shut up!" sergeant Nessa is pointing her index finger at my face.

"You're very lucky, Imania. Although his body is with me, but his heart is always for you. He never loved me. He just had to accept me."

"Ness, I .. I've broken up with her. We've no relationship whatsoever. I tried not to go back to him" I said.

"In reality, you can't, right? You still love Dimas, right?"

"Nessa," call Dimas.

Nessa turned her eyes back to Dimas.

"I'm sorry ...."

Nessa gave a small laugh hearing Dimas's apology, but her eyes continued to spit out a translucent streak.

"Sorry .. even though I don't love you. I will keep my promise, to marry you."

"Promise? Promise you said?!"

"Ness, calm yourself!" said Dimas worriedly.

"After hearing all of your statements, you think I can calm down?!"

"Siss." I rubbed her back, but Nessa threw out my hand.

"Dimas, you don't have to do that!" Nessa is sobbing. His right hand began to hold his chest tightly. As if holding something that feels like exploding.

"No need to marry me! I don't need to be pitied! I just want your love! But ... that's impossible. Go then! Go ye!"

Dimas tried to calm Nessa down. Dimas' face looked panicked watching Nessa. So did I.

"You're evil! You don't love me ...."

Suddenly Nessa's breath was wheezing. His face was like pain. Then his body staggered and Dimas immediately caught his body. Nessa is unconscious.

"Nessa, hang on!" said Dimas in panic.

Dimas immediately carried her, brought her down. I, too, panicked and guilty, followed him.

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