Teapot Water
You broke me first
The Duke stood still, his brain struggling to digest Taca's words. 'Who's pregnant, Becca ?' inner Duke.
"What do you mean, anyway ?" as the Duke was upset, the Duke scratched his head that did not itch.
Tritttt...
Adipati Bunyi's mobile phone, taken by the duke was throwing carelessly.
honey, please. call me. I miss you -
The dazed Duke read a short message from an unknown number. Read the previous message. The Duke's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, clenched by his hands after reading the message.
Prangggl
"BECCA KEPAR*T..!!!" the Duke shouted while throwing his phone against the wall of Taca's room. The Duke quickly put on his clothes. Take whatever clothes he can.
"AMORE," the Duke shouted loudly as he opened the door of Taca's room.
Blank...
The Duke looked around Taca's apartment, a small Taca apartment, not as spacious and luxurious as his apartment, so with just one look, the Duke already knew that Taca was not there.
"Jeez, Taca where are you ?" the Inner Duke while taking the car keys and running out of the apartment.
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BRACKET..BRAKKKIS....
Iis, who was reading a personality report, gasped from her seat when she heard someone walk through the door of her apartment.
"Gosh, it's ngetok or ngajak gelud (brushed), anyway," said Iis sebal, with ogah-ogahan Iis down from his chair and walk to the door of his apartment.
BRACKET..BRACKET...
"God, patience..!!" Iis was really upset, opening the door of her apartment violently. "TACA...!!!"
"Iis, please," said Taca, hugging Iis, pushing her into the apartment. "Please, Iis please...".
Iis immediately pulled Taca into the apartment, then closed the door. Iis pushed Taca to his couch, Iis kept quiet and looked at Taca, realizing that Taca was not wearing underwear. Taca was just wearing a male shirt, looking like he was finished on perk*sa
"Please, Is" Taca said softly, her tears breaking. Taca was crying hysterically.
"You why?? You're not abis di," Iis removed the thought from his head. He did not want to say the word, could be more broken Taca tears if Iis said the word.
"No, Is. Me, me, sick Iis. My chest heart hurts. Hah.ha.hah.ngak can breath Is," Taca struggled to breathe, somehow it feels like the air does not want to enter his lungs.
Iis who immediately understood Taca experienced Psychosomatis. Directly, align her face with Taca's. "Ta.liat me, look at me."'
"Oh.sak.se.sak, Is. Sa.kit. Is.. Pain, my chest hurts Is. I want to die Is," Taca struggled to take a breath. The tightness of his chest really made him unable to breathe at all.
"FOCUS TACA...!! FOCUSASS..!!!."
Iis grabbed Taca's face, forcing Taca to look her in the eye. "FOCUS TACA...YOU CAN," Iis took Taca's right hand and placed it on Iis' chest.
"The reason for my heartbeat, Taca's regular breathing, follow my heartbeat," Iis said. "Focus Taca.focus."
"is..Is.me.me..me..."
"Focused..Ta's.. Focus," Iis said with as calm and gentle intonation as possible, whereas in his heart he wanted to shout asking why Taca could be like this.
Taca followed Iis's words, Taca breathed slowly. Taca breathes following the heartbeat of Iis. Taca looked at Iis, slowly but surely Taca was able to breathe again. Taca's breathing began to be regular, Taca was able to enter the air back into his lungs.
"Udah ?"
"Udah Is" said Taca, folding his legs and sitting cross-legged. Tissue dimeja.
"You, why ?" Iis confused.
"Me, me," Taca fell silent, his tongue muffled. Taca doesn't want to talk about anything. All he wanted was sleep. Rest his mind and his still-sick heart. "Can I sleep Is ?".
If Iis is not a psychologist, maybe he has been salto on the spot, hearing Taca's request. How ngak, Taca came to cry hysterically after being calm and instead wanted to sleep and did not give any explanation.
"Hmm," Iis sighed. "Sleep, there in my room," said Iis slowly.
"Thank you Iis, I pinch the clothes too, well." Taca said as she entered Iis's room.
"Yes." Yeah."
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Finished bathing Taca wearing Iis's pajamas. Then sat in the dormitory Iis, confused about what to do. Somehow Taca felt like his soul was gone, going somewhere. It felt like his feet were not stepping on the earth anymore, his head hurt.
Glanced at the Duke's shirt in his hand, Taca kissed the Duke's shirt and immediately smelled the Duke's body, his favorite scent of wood and forest. After that Taca's tears broke, spilled. Taca curled up in Iis's bed, crying out in vain while dipping his face in the Duke's desk.
"You're evil at. You are evil" said Taca repeating his words, until Taca fell asleep.
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"Ta..Ta's..Awake, Ta. It's late afternoon, eat yuk first. It's 3 o'clock, Ta."
Hmmmm... Taca rubbed his eyes, there was a pain in both eyes, Taca's eyes looked swollen. "Hungry, Iis," said Taca softly while hugging Iis.
Iis could only sigh, this is how Taca, spoiled peerless. "Yes, that's why, let's eat. I made chicken soto."
Taca nodded, then walked following Iis to the dining table. Taca ate it with a blank look. Right now, Taca eats just to live, not enjoy it at all.
"Enak ?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Ta.. Please why 'em ?" Iis asked, she could not bear to see Taca's blank stare. Stares without any aura. "Ta. last I saw you gini, just as Tasya happened," said Iis lirih.
"Yes.."
The name is like pulling Taca's consciousness and mind back to reality. Taca flinched, almost Taca cried again, but she was arrested.
"Me, dating the guy who took my gig, Is," Taca explained to Iis. Because since the event Taca fainted in the bathroom Iis busy with his work, so rarely communicate with Taca.
Iis shocked to hear Taca's confession. "So..".
"Yes, Is. He claimed to be named Adi Wijaya. She's very kind Is, romantic. It's a shame with me. I have diabetes every day. Hahahaaa," Taca turned her head around trying to re-enter her tears.
"....".
"Everything is beautiful, Is. Everything is Perfect. Well, I admit that I'm not healthy. But. he totally treat me like princess, Is," said Taca again while feeding rice to her mouth.
"And then ?" ask Iis.
" It's all perfect, Is. Until I read the message on his phone, Is. he lied, Is. His name is not Adi Wijaya. But, Duke Berutti, the CEO of my company. She's a womanizer Is. She was the same, "Taca stopped her speech, Taca closed her eyes trying to forget the dark events of her life.
"I Know, Ta. But maybe, the Duke has already been converted and finally chose you," Iis said wisely, he knows who the Duke is, Taca once told about his CEO who reminded him of someone he deeply hated.
"Hahahaa... That rich man of the ward, repentance ? Dreaming of you, Is," Taca forced himself to laugh.
"Can, can you, Ta."
"The thing is, that bitch is killing people, her name is BECCA..!!" Pekek Taca, unconsciously Taca threw a spoon in her hand.
"HUH...?????!!!!" Iis was really shocked to hear Taca's words.
"Yes, Is. I read it myself on the phone," said Taca annoyed.
"There's a short message from Becca. Becca was as I like her boyfriend Duke, often taken everywhere the Duke. KAMPR*T first" maki Taca.
"LT.... ETA MAH OTHER KAMPR*T DEUI, BUT TEU MOTH, MEANS C ETA TEA CHEAP DIPUH....!" gone is the graceful attitude Iis.
(Ta.. it's not kampr*t anymore, but it doesn't have a brain, it means he dyed dong..!.).
"Well, it's all. Urang ceurik gegerungan, jiga nu rek modyarrrr. Meni is floating..!!" Taca who was lured Iis finally issued his Sundanese language.
(Well, then that's it. I cry hysterically, rich people who want to m*ti.this is still sick, say. Pain, pain my heart. I really want to kick .).
"Huh...keep you going now, what do you want ?".
"Kumaha kanke, welah."
(Where to go, ajalah.).
"The other glass is kumaha kanke, but krke kumaha..!!!".
(Taca not how later, but later how.!!.).
Taca just kept quiet, trying to digest Iis's words.
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How about... How about ? I fit nih author nih nulis a rich sad story in indosiar. Suer made this chapter really hard. Authors can make a sad story... 😖😖😖
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