The Love I Don't Miss
Part 11 (Don't Compare Me! )

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" calina yelled aside the rough hands of Zio who was about to take off her towel lock.

Calina's pair of eyes glared sharply at Zio, although a few tearfuls still drenched her cheeks. Her chest of fireworks stifled anger. Want it to feel like he tore - ripped the mouth of Zio who had lain himself so dirty and disgusting.

It also broke Zio's hand that was already trying to touch him in a disgusting way.

"I don't want to be touched by a man who doesn't have a heart like yours!" calina exclaimed back when Zio who was reflexively retreated one step due to Calina's powerful knock.

Zio who felt rejected without manners was even more emotionally ignited.

"I'm your husband! I've got the right to touch you if I want to!" zio said firmly.

"Husband?" calina asked with a cynical smile, among the tears she held back. "When did my husband want to touch me?" ask Calina to chase. "Never had my husband ever wanted to touch himself! One year!" Calina held up one of her index fingers in front of Zio. "One year I was married to a man, but all that time I was like a wild girl who never once got my rights as a wife!"

"And now, when you humble yourself, you say you deserve me?" tanya Calina flicked her lips. "Don't dream, sir! until I die, I will not be sincerely touched in such a disgusting way like you just now" cried Calina exasperated.

"How dare you yell at me!" hiss Zio stared ruthlessly at his second wife. Zio advanced back, grabbed Calina's arm violently, pulled the small arm and threw her on Calina's bed.

"Oh!" calina squealed so hard Zio threw his arm, until his body fell on his bed and reflected several times.

"Is that how disgusted you are to me?" asked Zio staring at the cruel Calina. "Or because you're more used to being touched by men out there, until you're reluctant to touch your own husband?" asked Zo sneered. "And all this time what you've been saying is trying to grab my attention is the reason for you to look like a pathetic wife?"

Calina half lay on the bed, staring disappointedly at her husband. Every word that Zio said was very inappropriate to say to the wife who had been waiting for her love.

"I'm not disgusted with you, Mom! but your words, the way you touched me! so disgusting!" calina said, "As if I was just useless trash!"

Smiling smirk, Zio climbed up the bed, lowering his head to be able to level with Calina's head.

"Then, you want me to touch you like I touched Naura?" ask Zio with tightened teeth. "Be like Naura!" said Zio then. "Fine, pretty, white, attractive and not as wild as you!" zio exclaimed right in front of Calina's face whose eyes immediately closed because they felt compared.

Zio moved up and left Calina's room. Throwing down Calina's bedroom door with a loud enough slam. Until Calina was shocked.

After Zio died, Calina sat on the edge of the bed. Down with tears drenching the cheeks. Her clear fur several times fell on her lap.

The world can't be this narrow, can it? He also wants to be happy like Naura. I don't know where and when he'll find her.

Every word that came from Zio's spicy mouth, deeply pierced Calina's heart. Keep ringing. He was very different from Naura Azalea.

With a sigh, Calina stood up, approaching the large mirror in her bedroom closet. Look at his body wrapped in a white towel.

Compared to Naura, she was probably only half of it. Naura has always been graceful with dresses and other contemporary outfits. While he, always with pants to go home to work. Then at home just with simple clothes without the latest model dress.

He looked at his face, in front of the mirror. Combing every inch of her true skin looks sweet even though a red mark is still left on her left cheek. It was just that in Zio's eyes all of it was worthless. Not comparable to the perfection of a Naura Azalea.

Calina grabbed back the clothes she was about to use. Removing her tears tonight, then wearing a set of Korean spandex clothes.

Until late at night, Calina's pair of eyes were still difficult to shut. He kept thinking, what should he do in the future?

Leave Zio?

Or again trying to snatch the love of a Zio Alfaro.

Gone off? it won't solve the problem. Approaching Zio's return? it seemed like there was no face left to appear before Zio.

"Help me, Lord." she wrote in the dark night. Staring at the roof of the lavender room combined with the golden color around it.

***

His breath still feels heavy. He unwrapped the clothes that were still attached to his body. Throw it in the dirty laundry basket in the bathroom.

Facing the mirror in the sink, he looked at his upper body that was not covered with cloth.

"How dare you insult Naura!" hiss growled. "I really want to rip your mouth off!"

A few minutes later in the same situation, he looked at the dirty basket in the bathroom. Every time he came home, he always put his dirty clothes there. But when he came back, the basket was always empty. The maid came twice a week.

"Am I being too rough with that girl?" he said later, as if feeling guilty for slapping the girl so hard. All his life this time he slapped a woman.

He raised his right hand, looking at the palm that was blushing after slapping his second wife.

"But the damned girl deserves it!" said later. "Little woman! how dare you bring a stranger into my house!" he said punching the sink table. "I have the right to punish you!"

***

Morning had arrived, Calina who was crying all night, only slept for a few hours. This morning she was ready for her work clothes.

Black pants that he used to go to work riding a motorcycle, that morning he deliberately did not use. She immediately wears her work skirt. Want to know, what reaction Zio saw himself with a work skirt like Naura.

Her hair was beautifully cut, a small hairpin was on the left side. Locking the long bangs so as not to disturb on his face.

It seems that Calina is not that easy giving up on getting her husband's attention.

' I am the legal wife in the eyes of the law and the state! I should be the happy one! '

Calina said in her heart. Encouraging himself. Trying to forget the slap last night, as well as the humiliation he heard at length.

Calina rearranged the breakfast she had made just a moment ago. Simple, just egg fried rice and shrimp.

He also prepared an anniversary gift box that he bought yesterday. A branded watch, which is good enough for a wedding gift.

Several times Calina looked up, waiting for her husband to come down from her room.

Until the door opened, Calina heard. He immediately prepared to welcome the man who always incised disappointment in his heart.

' I have to try and keep trying, until I really find the right reason! if we really have to split up! I don't want to be goodbye just because of something like this! This can definitely be fixed! '

' Pa, Calina's sure, now Papa knows what Calina's life in town looks like. Stay with the husband that Papa chose. Papa don't worry, this self will be steel for now. '

The sound of a step down the stairs was increasingly heard in Calina's ears. Calina began to be able to see a pair of shoes and black pants stepping on the stairs alternately.

"Mass?" call Calina half flat. When the man she was waiting for had reached the last step of the stairs.

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