
Shortly before the accident....
Tsamara exited Zafer's room breathing a sigh of relief and holding onto his heart as it beat very fast beyond normal limits.
All that because it was several times the position of the man was too close when stopping when he wanted to leave the room. Even Tsamara could inhale a puff of mint breath from Zafer while bending over and holding both sides of the wheelchair.
Tsamara felt very stupid because she remembered something that was not even important and started to remember something. Then move the wheelchair towards the living room.
As soon as he saw his phone had fared, he chose to bend down and with great difficulty was finally able to pick up the flat object that could not be saved again.
"There's a lot of contact from catering customers and they only know this number. So, have to pick up the SIM card on this phone."
After placing the destroyed phone, Tsamara now began to go to the room room and immediately locked the door.
The first thing to do is to remove all the attributes on her body and leave a thin nightgown that is always worn and makes it easy when going to bed because there is no need to take the evening gown again.
As always, when sleeping, always remove the bra. Then fold the long clothes to be neat, then put on the nightstand. Since it cannot run, it has never used ************* due to difficulty.
Before moving to bed, he intended to move the SIM card from the destroyed phone to another phone because it had been separating between business and relationships with friends, and family. Tsamara looks down staring at the SIM card hole.
Tsamara intended to pick up a small, needle-like device used to pick up the SIM card, but suddenly fell down and searched the floor.
Seeing the needle-like device lying on the floor, Tsamara now bowed in distress to pick up the needle. However, it is very difficult to suddenly fall on the floor with his stomach.
Even his forehead hit the floor and left an excruciating pain. Tsamara's grimacing voice enduring the pain rang heart-wrenching and splitting the silence of the night.
"It hurts so much" said Tsamara with a clear round of tears that had soaked the white cheeks.
The eyeballs are teary because it feels like a woman is useless and can not move the body that feels pain. Even for a few minutes it fell silent and allowed the body wearing thin clothes to fuse with the coldness of the floor.
"Why can I fall just for wanting to pick up this little tool. I was cold and had to move to bed." Tsamara intends to move the body, but when feeling excruciating pain, does not do so and chooses silence.
"What do I do now?" lirih Tsamara with a hoarse voice endured the pain.
Then move your hand to pick up the phone that was in your lap and immediately fall to the floor.
"Sumi and Paijo, I have to ask for their help to help me." When intending to press the call button, given the current appearance of only wearing a thin evening gown without a bra and ****** *****.
"Can't I let someone else see me like this? What am I supposed to do? Do I have to be like this until morning? Until someone helps me?"
Just now Tsamara shut her mouth, hearing a hoarse voice from Keanu.
"Ma ... Mama ...."
"Mama here, dear," said Tsamara, displaying a smile as her son moved out of bed and looked at his current position.
Keanu who was worried something happened to the mother who remained in such a position, went down from the bed and cried.
"Mrs ...."
"Mama's okay, honey. Don't cry, yeah!" Tsamara gently rubbed Keanu's head, arms and body to calm down.
Wish the boy was silent and not to make any noise on a quiet night. 'If Zafer hears Keanu's cry, he will be angry.'
However, the opposite happened because Keanu still cried and made him confused. Failing to appease the much-loved boy, she was forced to reach for a cell phone and call the man, who was her husband.
"I had no choice but to contact Mr. Zafer as he was the husband and it didn't matter if I saw my appearance like this."
"After all, he would never see me or be interested in me. Moreover, already have Rayya who will be married tomorrow." Tsamara tries to think positively.
That it does not matter if Zafer who is indeed a husband status saw the appearance when only wearing a thin evening dress.
As soon as the phone connection is connected, he immediately reveals what happened. However, it is not finished talking to say if it has changed the key on the door because it used to want to be on guard if at night Zafer came home drunk and thought this room was the man's private room.
Especially if until later unknowingly hurt Keanu because it was under the influence of alcohol. That is what he fears the most.
"If it only hurts me it doesn't matter, but if my son, it will feel guilty. I wanted to explain this to him, but I decided on the call." Tsamara immediately turned to the door when she heard Zafer's voice from outside.
Regardless of what Zafer would do, he chose to calm Keanu to silence him and not cry anymore. However, the result remains the same as it does not stop either.
"Mama's okay, honey. Don't cry, yeah!" Tsamara is still busy gently rubbing her son's back with a prone position.
As if understanding if the mother was not okay, Keanu increasingly hardened his voice because he hoped that someone would immediately help lift the body of the woman who was very dear.
Feeling confused about what else to do to silence Keanu, finally giving up and waiting until Zafer, who was heard swearing outside due to a spare key issue, left until the door opened.
"Zafer broke down the door? Why not just use tools? Does that guy have no sense now? Why rely on muscles instead of using the brain? Smart work is more real than muscle work. Is that all you don't know?"
"Just let him feel some pain in his body. Let's just say it was a reply for strangling me earlier." Tsamara felt pain in the throat to swallow.
"It hurts so much to just swallow. Now added to my whole body of pain." Tsamara was instantly speechless as soon as he heard the baritone voice from Zafer who managed to enter by damaging the door.
'What should I do? Mr. Zafer will be able to see my whole body. Why did I take off the bra? Now I regret sleeping without a bra and indeed have never worn ************* since defective,' said Tsamara who is still lying on her stomach and heard Zafer was engrossed in swearing.
'I must put an end to this immediately and have Mr. Zafer return to his own room after helping me into bed, ' muttered Tsamara who chose to start all with an apology.
To be continued...