Tucked In Both Hearts
5. Physical Wounds

"Please take your hand! If you don't know me, don't ever play games with me. You don't know me very well, but you've been looking for trouble with me!"

Jeff moved his steps forward a little and grabbed the hand of Miss that had been used to tear up the precious paper he had made. He clutched the tiny wrist of the woman.

He missed not speaking even though he was in pain. He also did not try to remove the grip because he knew the more he tried to remove it, the more he would be in pain.

Until somehow to how many seconds, their gazes still met but no one opened their voice.

"Until any time I will never obey what you ask. Want you to force like anything, I don't want Mas. What do you think marriage is? A toy?"

"I don't care about marriage, which I care about, who I'm married to." Jeff took off his wife's wrist violently.

Missing reflexes grimacing pain. Jeff's eyes then accidentally saw the wrists Miss who reddened the former clove. He didn't care, he preferred to take his feet to the closet and pick up casual clothes from there. He took himself to the bathroom and closed the door.

"No crying, gotta be strong, show Jeff that you're not a weak woman. You're strong miss, you can." Miss shaking hands to her face so that her tears do not come down.

Longing who was previously a woman pampered by her parents, now must struggle desperately to stay afloat in the hustle and bustle of her household life that was never thought of at all.

Several times he closed his eyes and took a deep breath and he took it out slowly, he did it many times until he felt calmer and could control himself.

After feeling enough to control herself, Miss took her body away from where she stood and sat at the dressing table. Scramble the drawer there and take the medicine box to treat her bruised wrist.

Jeff emerges from the bathroom as Miss is busy with his hands. He watched for a moment, but turned back indifferent and walked out of the room.

"Where are you going, Mum?" Miss asking without turning her attention to the hand.

Hearing the sound of Missing made Jeff reflex stop stepping, but there was no answer from his mouth. As if there was nothing, Jeff stepped back without answering.

"If you don't want to answer, then if someone asks me what? At least if you want to marry me because of your property, act as a husband and wife while at home. It's free to marry me but your hatred you show them. It's the same as lying." Missed walking to her husband who was almost at the door.

"I'm not going anywhere." The answer was short enough to silence his wife.

Jeff was also right about what Missed said. It could be that he would both lose his own if he treated Miss badly at home. He who had wanted to come out of the house somewhere, abstained from hearing what Miss said.

As promised by Jeff this morning, he who planned to date the Queen at lunchtime was thinking about how he got out of the house by giving a reasonable reason. Since hearing what Miss said earlier, he honestly thought and began looking for reasons to leave the house.

"Mas, why are you sitting quietly in the room? Let's eat, Mama's waiting."

"We had lunch outside. You must be willing and there is no rejection. You change clothes, let me tell you Mama." Without waiting for approval from Miss, Jeff walked out of the room to his mother.

Longing to be silent, wanting to be happy, but no reason to be happy. If she feels happy with her husband's invitation, it's too stupid to be happy because of it. Whatever Jeff does now can not make Miss think positive, because this morning he had time to think like that, but the opposite happened.

Despite not knowing what Jeff was planning, Miss still did what her husband ordered. How to know what he'll do if he doesn't follow what Jeff wants?

"Pick the right clothes, miss. Choose the right clothes and dress the right ones. Make your husband this afternoon unconsciously admire what you have. Although it is difficult to do and looks impossible, but at least you will grow the seeds of love in his heart, like the novels you have read. Rest assured that your fate will be the same as the main character in the novel you collect. The woman who was washed by her husband." Miss muttered as her hands fiddled with the clothes folded neatly in the closet.

When he saw the white cloth, he remembered that it was a new dress that he had not been able to wear. He immediately pulled the dress and grabbed it in front of his face.

"Pas is only for lunch at restaurants. Not too fancy and but not too kampungungan either. It's okay not bad."

Thinking Jeff didn't return to the room, miss changing his clothes in that place as well. He took off all his clothes without locking the door first.

When Rindu threw clothes on the bed batapa surprised him because he saw a door that suddenly opened. Seeing that, Miss instead of taking something to cover her body that does not wear anything, she actually stands to hold her breath. As if he did that the door could be closed again without anyone entering.

"Yetoo." Miss screamed when she realized Jeff opened the door and stood in the middle of the door. The man also appeared speechless with what he saw.

"What the fuck are you? Have you never taught your parents how to lock doors? Do you also not know the function of the bathroom in the room, in addition to bathing also to change clothes? Why did you change your clothes in the room?" Jeff nagged after successfully turning his body back to Miss.

The woman panicked, she did nothing but rush to wear the clothes she had taken in the closet. His hands shook violently. No one knows that he is not okay because of this embarrassing incident.

"Sorry, I don't think you're going to go in the room anymore so I... " Lost feels heavy continuing his sentence.

Jeff who felt stupid for standing still in the middle of the door immediately passed from there without saying a word. His heart did not look okay, it was evident from his pale face and the hand that felt his chest. He is a normal man who will be nervous too if he sees something that has been covered open just like that. His mind became focused on a solid object that he saw clearly how it was shaped and sized.

"Your brain's really not working well, Jeff. How can that scene stick in the brain?"