Om Pamungkas
you're my wife

The twilight had started to disappear, and the dark began to crawl the sky as Ratih got home.

Today is the invitation to the birthday celebration of the commander's mother, the,

inevitably she came even though she was not accompanied by her husband.

Her husband hasn't been home either, somewhere,

maybe he was busy in the workshop, maybe also busy talking with Sekar, he thought.

" Ohh..!" throw the bag over the bed,

He did not want to know, faced with many mothers from this afternoon had drained too much energy.

After changing his clothes Ratih walked into the kitchen,

Prepare dinner only for her husband, because his stomach is still too full.

After the food and coffee is served at the dining table, Ratih returned to his room.

She peered at the window occasionally, opening the curtains slightly, hoping to hear the roar of her husband's motorbike.

Ratih gave up, after an hour of waiting, he finally lay down on the bed.

Her hands itch to contact her husband, but her intention was to undo if given how rare the End spoke, put her HP back on the side table.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, there was the sound of the motorbike stopping in front of the fence,

hearing the sound of the fence in the open, Ratih who had fallen asleep finally woke up,

The woman in the dark red sleep dress walked out and opened the door.

The man who was still in uniform but wearing a black bomber jacket was still busy parking his helmet and removing his helmet.

" Want to heat the food?" rati asked as her husband walked in just past her.

" yes" replied Short, then into the room.

Ratih who heard that said nothing more, he immediately walked into the kitchen, warming the fish and vegetables that were cooked after the magrib.

After the food is ready Ratih walks towards the room, intending to call her husband.

" It's been heated, '" Ratih told her husband who had just come out of the bathroom.

The last one who was rubbing his hair with the towel looked at his wife, from bottom to top.

The dark red nightgown was short enough that her smooth thighs were clearly visible.

Finally look the other way, when Ratih saw something was wrong with her husband's right hand.

Ratih approached, his intention wanted to ask, but instead of getting a good reception, he pushed her onto the bed.

The look on his face was different from usual, he seemed to hold back a lot of feelings, whether sad or upset, either,

clearly, there was no shady and warm face like it used to be at the beginning of their marriage.

Ratih suspected it was an expression of anger and hate, it was evident from the Ultimate attitude that was no longer gentle.

Not sure what possessed the man, beyond the expectations of Ratih, he thought he would be hit, but instead of being hit, Pamungkas instead climbed on his body, and opened his wife's dress by force.

" Daddy?!" Ratih prevents her husband's actions from really making her uncomfortable,

but instead of stopping, getting a rejection from Ratih he was getting out of control,

Pull the dress until the two straps on her shoulder are broken.

Ratih squealing,

" please ask good! Don't be rude?!!" ratih firmly pushed her husband's chest right no matter the rejection.

" You're my wife! there is no one more worthy of you than me!" she was resolute with her deep and heavy voice.

His hands tightly held onto both of Ratih's hands.

His lips silenced Ratih's lips before Ratih answered.

Not knowing what was riding the ultimate tonight, he was never this rough on his wife.

The broken nightgown and the bed, bear witness to how the ultimate only shows his strength as a man tonight, he said,

How sincerely I want to show that Ratih is fully in his hands and can do nothing if he wills.

There was no tenderness, warmth, and sweet talk, the more Ratih refused the harder the more he pressed Ratih.

" Silence.I do not want to hurt you.." whispered Pamungkas with a voice Parau, he was completely overcome with lust, could not see his wife's eyes that had been flooded with tears.

After the lust and anger were resolved, then the ultimate can hear his wife's sobbing clearly.

Instantly the man got out of bed.

His hands wanted to hug Ratih, and apologize, he said,

but his intention was broken.

It feels inappropriate for him to apologize, the damage he caused may not be forgiven so easily by Ratih even though he is begging now, thought Pamungkas.

In the midst of his confusion, his eyes glanced at the blanket at the feet of Ratih, grabbed by it the blanket arrived, and used to cover the body of his wife who curled helplessly due to his actions.

" I'm guilty, I'm.." Finally unable to continue his words, he could not see the tears of his wife who was in the rush, with quick steps he immediately walked out of the room, leaving his wife.

The next day, when Ratih woke up she had not found the figure of her husband,

the bike and helmet are no longer there.

Apparently Pamungkas deliberately set off before Ratih woke up.

Ratih had no intention of going anywhere today, his whole body was in pain.

" Tocktok..!" the sound of the door knocking, Ratih got up from his seat and walked to the front door.

" Mrs Agus?"

" No, you asked me to cook and accompany my mother today" said Mrs Agus,

Train a little astonished,

" said father mother does not go where, because it is not healthy." added bu Agus who does not know what it is.

" My husband went to my mother's house?" ask Ratih,

" Yes ma'am, it was dawn." replied Ms. Agus.

" Hemm.. Yes, ma'am, just do what my husband says,

And it just so happens that I'm not where I am today either..

Mrs Agus come in, if you find me in the room, ma'am.." Ratih opened the door wide, let Agus ma'am enter, after which he went back into the room.

About fifteen minutes later, Agus's mother knocked on Ratih's room door,

Ratih who heard the knock got up and opened the door.

" Mom, can there be a tho bu wound? have you been to the doctor?" ask Agus with a worried look.

" What wound is Agus?" Ratih frowned.

" That's ma'am, I found a bandage with blood in the garbage bag?"

" where do you see?" Ratih was curious, he followed the steps of Agus ma'am to the front, where the garbage bag was ready to be disposed of.

Right, it was a bandage wrapped around her husband's hand last night, meaning that Ratih didn't look wrong.

Bu Agus showed a bandage that was not too big but long, there was a trace of either betadine blood, which obviously it had dried.

" Then I went to my mother's house, didn't I see my father's injured hand?" ask Ratih to Agus,

ma'am Agus shook his head,

" You're wearing a jacket, mom, her hands go into her two-twos jacket." she said.

Hearing that Ratih was silent, he no longer asked, he walked back into the house.

On her check the clothes that yesterday in her husband's wear, there was no trace of anything.

Soon he went back into the room, sat down and thought,

I don't know what really happened, though,

All his life he never saw the ultimate last night.

His gaze and manner were a little horrifying like he wasn't.

His hand was gripped tightly like gripping the enemy he wanted to conquer, not like touching his wife.

Ratih complained quietly, I don't know..

Though after the incident at the cafe that time Pamungkas seemed warmer, even repeatedly hugged him to calm him.

But a few days later her husband came back cold,

not being rude or angry,

but he came and went like the wind, sleeping like a statue,

even last night was the first night after weeks he wasn't touched.