Under The Rain's
Chapter 53—Divorce?

Reva realized she was in danger as Kris continued to look at her intensely with her red eyes. His arm was still gripped until a dark red footprint was seen there, but Reva was aware that the situation would be even more dangerous if he involved Rafael. He tried to be calm and explain everything.

“Kris ... a-I just had a shower.” Nervously Reva tried to give an excuse. “K-you know, ‘kan, I need to finish some articles.”

The man did not respond to anything, but he began to loosen his grasp and got up to sit down.

Panicked Reva immediately took a glass of water as Kris looked very exhausted. “Come, drink first,” the door gently.

The woman continued to stare at her husband with a pounding heart. He himself was very tired of such a situation. He did not want to constantly feel afraid to face his own life partner, and did not know when the man's outburst of anger would endanger his soul. Over the years of knowing each other, they have not been able to guess what each other's heads are.

“Kris ...” Reva tries to start the conversation carefully, hoping that all her work is okay. “Where is the licensing process? Are you done?”

Kris who slowly mastered his consciousness began to return to reality. In front of him his wife was looking very scared because she saw him drunk, and she realized it. He began to soften and let the emotions evaporate. The bad prejudices that were felt were soon forgotten.

“We can other places ... only the rental price is much high, and the running cost is much greater.”

“So?”

“You don't want to lose big, but shooting must stay the way.”

“And that's why you're drunk?”

“No, Va ... we are out party.”

Fing. I don't know how many times Reva heard the reason. Kris is a hobby of fun so sometimes forget everything, especially he has many friends. He never knew when to stop with those bottles of alcohol, which can sometimes lead to a loss of sense.

“Party? Do you always have to party out there?”

Actually, she was tired of reminding her husband of his bad habits, but he could not just stay silent. Not for that time. “Can't you stop drinking? Think about your health, Kris.”

The staggering face and body really did make Reva nervous, and it was often seen for more than four years they were married.

Chris suddenly got up from his seat. His stomach had felt very bad since he had just mixed some kind of liquor that caused his head to spin. Then, he went to the kitchen to go to the sink where he could spit out stomach contents that had made him very nauseous.

Realizing that her husband was unable to contain the vomit, Reva followed him and immediately grabbed the storage box where a large bottle of eucalyptus oil was located. The regret he felt had to be re-submerged, because Kris looked very pale and needed help.

“You see, Kris? Over the years, drinking continues to damage your health. Make you seriously ill until like gini.”

Reva helps him to clean the splashes of stomach contents that dirty the dishwasher, then massages the man's limbs to make him feel better.

Kris just groaned and growled without being able to answer. It seemed like that night he had really crossed the line, and Reva became very worried that something bad was going to happen.

“I think we should go to the doctor. You look so pale. I'm afraid there's nothing and I can't help you. This place is deserted.”

Unexpectedly, Kris flicked Reva's arm until the woman gasped, then began to point emotionally at the effects of alcohol that still made her unable to control herself.

“Alcohol makes me calm, Va! I can forget everything because of that, especially about you!”

The impact made Reva nervous, even though it was not the first time it had happened to her. That night Reva was determined not to stay silent if Kris to persecute him again as before. He took a deep breath and tried to strengthen himself. I can't just look down every time I'm treated like that.

“I, Kris? You blame me?” With all her courage, Reva tried to defend herself for the first time.

“You think I don't know what your heart really is? You're stressing me out! Even more than work!” Kris who suddenly became very emotional let out his anger again.

“I stress you out? Didn't he? What do you want exactly?”

“When do you want to be fully there for me, Va?”

“What do you mean? I'm always at home, always with you. Have I ever been late for breakfast? Did I ever forget to prepare all your needs?”

“Not it!!” Kris yelled loudly, unable to bear to vent all the frustration towards the woman before him. “You know that's not what I mean, Va!!! You're my wife, not a maid!”

“Kris ... I ... I've tried ...”

“Why should you always talk about this, anyway? Yesterday you were fine. We talked all night and you hugged me to sleep. Why, Kris? Why are you always changing?”

Amidst the onslaught of terrible vertigo, Kris began to approach the woman with both eyes wide. “Which is why it's you!!” He violently pushed his wife's body to the ground. “You who from the beginning betrayed, Va! Not me!!”

At that time Reva's lips had already kissed the ground from the mouthpiece of her own husband, and she began to cry without being able to say anything.

“Don't cry, Va! I hate to see you cry!”

“Kris ... this .. must be because of your friends, ‘kan?” Despite sobbing, Reva is still trying to get up and fight back. “I know ... Your friends who always make you like gini. I know the wildness of their party until it makes you fall!”

“Termassed? It is precisely because of them that I remain sane!” That time Kris actually shouted right in front of his wife's sad gaze. “You know, Va, among all of us, I'm the only one who doesn't have a wife!!!”

Maybe that's true. Reva always refused whenever invited by her husband to gather with her circle. Almost all of Kris' close friends co-produced the film together, although they had different roles and duties. Usually, after each activity, they will be ready for a moment to unwind. Especially if not with alcohol and cigarettes. Some people even seem to be taking illegal drugs.

Reva was very uncomfortable being among those people. Actually, he once said when Kris asked him to come along, but a puff of cigarette smoke made him short of breath. The sound of loud music and loud chatter gave him a headache. There are also many women who dress very scantily and strictly. Reva really doesn't see it. Reva who is an introvert is really tormented if you have to live a lifestyle with no limits like that.

Reva's quiet life between the books, the night breeze and the spatter was very different from Kris's frenetic night world full of euphoria. After four years of dating, plus four more years of marriage, they have not been able to adapt to each other.

“If you knew, Kris ... I .. over the years I've struggled to be who you want to be .. but ..

“Indeed you, Va! You caused everything from the beginning!” kris' growing growl loudly uttered harsh words amidst his own confusion. “For you to live I keep tormenting!”

“Why did you blame me? Your messy nightlife existed before we even met!”

Not accepting the resistance of his wife, Kris rebuked by dragging the body to slam him onto the sofa. No matter how much Reva tried to rebel, her body was already unable to. But he promised himself that he would never give up again. With the remnants of his strength, Reva tried to stand back up.

“Since there you all even more messy, Va! Just so you know, your cold attitude at home that makes me aggressively looking for life outside!”

“You should have realized from the beginning how far we are. You don't always have the right to live my life! Why can't we respect each other? Why should I believe gini?”

“So you're niesel? After all this time, you just said that you're messing around? You want freedom, Va? After everything I love to you?”

“I am afraid, Kris .. if you want to try to understand ... Even if you never ask me about what I want, ‘kan?”

“Heh!!! All I do for you! I love anything for you! Have you ever thought about giving rewards?”

Reva had too often received physical and verbal abuse from the man until it felt used to it, and at the end of it all could be forgotten by an apology. This time it seems to be enough. There was no longer an apology that could treat his heart. There are no holidays abroad anymore, or branded items that can cover the wound.

“Kris, enough! I can't stand to see you continue! Please .. I know we're both tired. Please permit me to leave here ... please release me ...”

Eventually the plea came out of Reva's mouth after years of surviving her husband's restraints. After years of imprisonment in his own home when Kris took away his freedom. For years, Kris manipulated her and kept her away from those she loved. Finally Reva really wanted a farewell.

“Delivery, Va?” Kris placed both hands around the woman's neck and began squeezing her, while continuing to stare intently. What a horrible look. “You're asking for a divorce? Did I not hear wrong?”

Trouble breathing began to be felt Reva until it felt like he was unable to speak. His chest began to feel tight and he began to frantically thrash. “K-kris ... loose .. t-please,” please flow with a wheezing breath.

“You forgot, Va? Who helps you when you are down? Who gave you a place to stay when you left home? Who gives you a job when you have nothing?”

Seeing his wife's face that began to look pale did not necessarily make Kris release his hand chuckle on the woman's neck. Instead, he gripped even tighter with both eyes that remained glaring. In front of him, Reva tries to get a little oxygen to survive.

“You remember that baby, Va? Do you remember the bleeding that almost killed you? Depression that makes you want to commit suicide? Who is always present help you make it all?”

Reva's breathing had rung because her breathing had narrowed, and she began to feel dizzy until she almost fainted. The tightness in his chest made his mouth gap and eyes redden. His attempt to release Kris's strangulation by clawing at the man's arm was also unsuccessful. At that time his whole body was already very weak and he could barely feel anything more.

When Reva's body almost decayed to the floor, the fence of the house was tapped very tight. The baritone voice of several men rang out from there, rioting calling the residents inside the house to come out.

“Exit!!! Out!!! We'll call the police if you don't come out!!!”

Shouts for the sake of shouting were heard from Kris's courtyard. Unmitigated, the middle-aged men who were dozens also began to jump over the high fence made of iron to reach the door of the house. After succeeding, the wooden door began to be mercilessly pounded until its owner came out.

As Kris looked through the window to see what was going on in his yard, Rafael was already standing there with the citizens.