Two Traitors
S2. 7 What Blood?

Karla Pov

Asked like that I just grimaced with the pain. My stomach was like something was stirring, I held the pain to relieve it.

"Why you, baby, what's wrong?" asked Arfan who looked panicked, "so far what blood, it can't be virgin blood. I just kissed it." Arfan continued while looking down, where the blood had soaked the bed sheet.

"I'm sorry!" that's all I can say, because the pain is still excruciating. I don't know why my period now feels so painful, what might be because menstruation came when I was enjoying something I just felt.

"Sorry why? I called Mom for a moment" she said, Descending to Get Out of Bed, but I quickly held the hand of the man who was not dressed.

"Don't.....! I'm fine......, I'm on my period......!" I said quickly,

Hearing my words like that, he was only stunned for a moment, sitting next to the bed looked very sorry.

"I'm sorry.." I said as I took his hand.

"It's okay...... So what about this?" arfan asked while stalling a smile perhaps hiding his disappointment. He spoke like that while pointing towards the object that was still standing.

"No idea, brother!!!! i'm confused...! I really don't know if it's coming this fast, the feeling of the next few days is just starting to come."

Getting such an answer, she simply widened the distance of her smile, then she gently rubbed my head, landing a warm kiss on the forehead.

"I'm sorry Brother.....! I really don't know." said I who felt sorry and unbearable.

"Already! it's not your fault....! you don't feel guilty like that." she said, sliding down from the bed, then Arfan took the towel I pulled, and put it on. he quickly went back into the bathroom.

I just blanketed my body with a blanket, because I was embarrassed to lay 4njang round like now, while continuing to enjoy the cramping in the abdominal area. Long wait but Arfan did not come out of the bathroom, but Arfan did not come out of the bathroom, it made me feel a little worried, afraid something might happen to him.

With a remnant of energy, I began to stir up the body and then shift closer to the edge of the bed. After being on the edge I lowered my feet. By holding the wall I began to walk closer towards the bathroom door.

The truck! the truck! the truck!

"Sister! Brother! Brother is okay, right?" my question while knocking on the bathroom door, but there was no answer from inside. made me frown a little. a little afraid he did not, no, because people who have been frustrated will be susceptible to the disease to return.

Chequek!

The bathroom door I pushed, saw Arfan who was facing the wall, his hands twitching in the prohibition.When the door opened without releasing his handle, he stared nanar towards the door, so I feel more pity.

"Why did you, brother?"

"It's okay, sorry.....!" Replied Arfan while releasing his handle, then he doused the part with water because it was full of soap foam, looking back at the object that was touching it.

"Sister why....? Brother is angry......?" I asked as I stared pushyly at the husband who looked so pitiful, his face filled with disappointment that he could not express.

"No dear.... Brother is not angry," he said, covering the thing with a towel, then approached me, holding me back to the bed.

"You rest first, I'll get you some warm water.

"Thank you, brother!"

Finally he went back into the toilet, sounding like another person taking a bath. Though he had not had time to enter his possession, but why did he have to take a shower like that. But I did not think too much about it, the pain in the abdominal area began to feel again.

Before long, Arfan finally came out of the bathroom, then wearing a cocoa shirt and sarong. "For a while I'll get you a drink. You're strong to wear your own clothes, right?" ask Arfan.

"Strong Brother.....!"

"Well, if it's like that, I pray down!" His excursion as He Went out of the room, leaving me who was still lying limp on the bed, covered only with a blanket.

"So much Pity, Arfan! Maybe he's disappointed," I muttered as I continued to stroke the stomach that still felt cramping.

The truck! the truck! truck trucks!

The door of the room was knocking from the outside, I who had not worn clothes quickly tidied up the blanket covered the body, because I was sure the person who came was not Arfan, he said, because if my husband came in he wouldn't knock on an old door like that.

"Who?" I asked with a little scream.

"The Mbok!" answer the voice of a woman from behind the door.

"Non Carla is sick?" tanyanya while putting a glass on the nightstand.

"No Ma! I'm just coming back in a month."

"Like that, yes already drink the warm water, Let the pain subside. Downstairs first, there's still a lot of work."

"Thank you Mom! next time you don't bother like this, I can take it myself!"

"Not Repot kok non, this is the responsibility of Mbok. Continue non Karla Do not call Mom, Call Mbok aja. later taper with Mother Aisyah. Hehehe," said Mother Aisyah's house assistant with a smile.

"Good Mom! uh, Mbok!"

"Yes, I've continued to rest, I'm sorry to interrupt." Said the middle-aged woman, then she approached the door, out of my room. Before leaving, do not forget mbok Iyem she also closed the door first.

I feel sorry for not having time to wear clothes, because it was thrown by Kak Arfan. now I start to feel a little bad. Whether Mbok Yem saw my clothes scattered on the floor or not.

I who did not want to repeat the shame for the second time, still wearing a blanket to cover my body. slowly began to descend back from the bed, was about to wash my womanhood, she said, because I had just shed menstrual blood, but before entering the bathroom, I first took the clothes in the cupboard, which is located near the wall of the room. On it is a floor.

After picking up a change of clothes, with the clothes I brought from home yesterday, I was curious about the other closet door, I wanted to see the clothes of my husband's owner. I slowly opened the closet door where Arfan's clothes were neatly arranged, but my eyes widened in shock, when I saw the closet full of women's clothes, not with the clothes I thought.

"Kok he still keeps his ex-wife's shirt?" I muttered as I continued to stare towards the neatly arranged pile of clothes.

Chequek!

"Assynnya!" I heard my husband say hello, then came to me and he reached out to ask me to shake hands.

I lazily took the hand, then kissed for a moment when he wanted to kiss my forehead I immediately held.

"Why, if menstruation should not be touched by the husband only from navel to snoring, this is a forehead." asked my husband without sin.

"Whose shirt is this?" I asked while pointing towards the closet that was still open, my eyes were perfectly round so that he knew that I was angry.

"It's the closet, baby! means that inside, everything belongs to baby."

"Since when did I have this many clothes, yesterday I only brought a few sets of changing clothes." replied me who stared suspiciously.

"Since my legitimate affection to be my wife?"

"Aren't you Miss Erni's late dress?"

"No......, no.....! just look at all the clothes in the closet there is still a brand. has not been removed! it's been a long time ago Mother prepared all this. if you want, love to wear, if we will not love to the villagers.let you buy new clothes again." replied my husband who looked flat did not show any guilt at all, because it might be true that the clothes in the closet were the clothes prepared for me.

"Seriously! Brother didn't lie," I made sure

"No, I might dare to lie to you."

"Thank you, baby! if this is really for me. Can I wear one?" I asked with great happiness.

"May, but kiss the forehead first." she asked as she brought her face closer to the forehead, I was silent about such treatment.

"Oh yes! may I ask one more favor." I asked as I looked expectantly at the husband.

"Can, what would you like to ask for help. Want to make a lake like Dayang donbi, or want to make a thousand temples like Roro Jongrang."

"I forgot to bring a pad from home, so please buy it."

"Well.......?"

"Why, the challenge is the right kayak. do you want to make 1000 temples?, asked for help like that even look like reluctant."

"It's okay, I told Arman to!"

"I'm your wife, sister! kasa Sis dared to tell people, to buy the needs of a woman's secret."