Forbidden Love On A Full Night
Wound Expanse

The afternoon passed quickly. Ram and I just spent time playing like children, running, sand playing, and enjoying the waves, then we had lunch, relaxed, and by late afternoon we rushed to take a shower. Then we went to bed and woke up before the magrib to enjoy the twilight and watch the sunset. In the evening, we enjoyed the camping as we planned. Ram is used to all this, so there is nothing difficult for him to do. I let him light a bonfire and cook a variety of seafood for our dinner.

"How, Miss?" tanyakanya.

I wrapped my thumb and index finger at him. "OKAY. Everything okay. The atmosphere was okay, the food was okay too. You are the best. I'm the best."

"Then eat until you are satisfied and eat until your stomach is full. So that you can sleep well."

Ah, he won't understand. I wouldn't sleep well if....

I shook my head. I emphasized to myself that I should no longer talk so recklessly as I did this afternoon.

"It was beautiful tonight, yes. The full moon is shining brightly. And like I told you, you're just as beautiful as the full moon up there. You're even more beautiful."

Fierce, I thought. I don't want to be pulled over. I want to get fucked. But the more I held back and the more I controlled my thoughts, the more passionate I became. Goddamnit!

"I'm glad to see you happy."

I'm nodding. But inwardly wondering: why is it so hard for me to hide my concern and dissatisfaction with what happened tonight?

"We're going to dance tonight, right? On the beach, barefoot, under the light of the full moon. And... perfect my night, Mas...?"

Ram just nods, smiling bitterly without saying anything. Makes my chest feel tight. Fortunately that night Ram was able to distract me for a moment by inviting me to mingle with his friends. He borrowed a guitar and sang a few songs for me, and for everyone. Until finally I was sleepy and was constantly yawning.

"Sleep first, gih. If you wake up, we'll dance" he said.

I don't think I have any other choice. My eyes are heavy and I can't afford to argue anything.

"All right," I said, I nodded and walked into the tent. Falling asleep until losing a few hours on a full night.

The day had changed when I woke up, about one in the morning and realized today we had to go back to the farm. And I'm not happy to realize this. Being too uncomfortable with my feelings, I just lay down in a huff, plus Ram wasn't there beside me. When I decided to look outside the tent, I saw Ram standing pensively staring at the expanse of the open sea before him.

What's he thinking?

Unable to stand the man's silence, I was unable to hold myself back until I decided to get out of the tent. Ram looked at me and realized I was near him. "You awake?" tanyakanya.

I'm nodding. "You haven't slept?"

"Can't sleep" he said.

"What are you thinking?"

"Eitherway. I can't explain."

"Hey, there's a shooting star!"

Ram smirked faintly as he saw the star streak across the sky. As usual, I closed my eyes and made a wish. But strangely, Ram who used to tease me about it, tonight he didn't throw any kind of plunge at me. And when I opened my eyes, it turned out that Ram was closing his eyes and making his own wish.

I smile. Hush up!

What did he ask for?

He stepped in front of me, grabbed my hand, and held me. I followed his footsteps without asking anything. In the next minute, we arrived at the seafront, a few meters from the boundary of the waves sweeping away the grains of sand that would never dry up.

Ram threw himself down, he lay down and folded his hands behind his head and looked at the stars that were twinkling in the sky. Tonight is beautiful, and bright. The full moon was still shining brightly up there, shining on his Full Moon sitting next to him. Who are anxious in the waiting....

"What are you thinking?" my many. "You want to share with me? I can be a good listener. Seriously."

Ram took a quick glance at me, then closed his eyes for a moment. "I was just thinking about how I could marry you with the blessing of your parents. But I didn't get the answer. Never mind getting that answer, I can barely even believe that now you're back in my life. Sometimes I still think that I'm wrong for thinking that we're going to rediscover what we left behind in the past, your parents' consent even if forced. The truth is, nothing has changed. You're still a spoiled rich girl, while I'm still a poor man with a criminal record. The right reason for your father to reject me. How could he possibly have a son-in-law of a former criminal nara like me?" Ram shook his head.

"Can you tell me, why are you in prison? I mean. for a consideration for Mama and Papa. Emm. so I can explain to Papa. Would help?"

And I hope he's willing to tell it. And that's what happened. That night Ram finally told me the dark story.

"It happened not long after we separated. I was at the bar, having drinks with my two friends and their girlfriends. And...."

I grinned. "With your new boyfriend too?"

"No. We just met."

"Then?"

"My friends became impromptu matchmakers."

"Then?"

"She's just a date."

"Is she pretty?"

"Not as pretty as you."

"But she's a blonde girl. I prefer black-haired girls."

I stick out my tongue. "Don't like it? But you let that blond girl named Welly stick to you. Even you are dark in the hut. It sucks!"

"You're so adorable when you're so jealous."

Ah, I was eaten again by his flabbiness. "That's it, just continue your story. Don't seduce me that."

"That night I was drunk."

"Why? How can? Usually you only spend one or two beers?"

"In trying to forget the black-haired girl from my heart, that night I drank a lot."

And it hurt me when I heard it. So because of me...?

"I was really intoxicated when two guys started making fun of a poor guy who was dating a pretty girl from a rich family. I tried to restrain myself as much as I could, but they teased my date instead. I told them to stop, but one of them gave me a rude, insulting suggestion. I was offended, therefore, subconsciously, I beat them up. That's why I'm in prison. Getting drunk, fighting, and breaking the rules. I could never forget the humiliated feeling when I realized I was in prison. Even now, that memory makes me feel unworthy of you. Luckily, my aunt came to help me. He raised a lot of money to guarantee my freedom. After enough money, he sincerely handed over the sweat money for my sake. I feel so guilty. From childhood he took care of me, when I was older I even troubled him."

Oh. painful. "Yes, let alone you fighting just for a girl...."

"I'm drunk, honey." Ram sat up straight, then grabbed my hand. "When drunk. Not because of feelings, okay? Even if I'm not drunk, I'll help her, anyone. Not because of feelings. Understandable?"

I grunt.

But he even took my nose. "Want to dance by the beach?"

Eh?

There's no way I can refuse. I smiled and nodded. "That's my dream. Come on!"

Soon we both set foot on the shore, took off our footwear and removed our coats. Kurogoh put my phone in my coat pocket before throwing it near our slippers, then playing the song: Right Here Waiting, Richard Marx. Our favorite song when we were dating.

"Now remember this song, right?" tanyaku so the twang of his first tone accompanied the pounding waves on the beach. We used to plan to go on vacation and dance by the beach with this song, but it didn't happen.

Ram sighed violently. "I can't possibly forget," he said. He put his arm around my waist and we hugged, starting to move to the rhythm of the song. "But I hated this song after parting ways with you. I don't want to hear it again unless I have to. I couldn't get off the bus just because this song was playing as the bus drove by. And it's torturing."

"Sama" I said. "Every time I hear the twang of his first note, I immediately think of you. Always was. I love this song because of you, and I don't want to hear it again, because of you."

Ram nodded, looking sad. "I don't know if it's true or not, but in my opinion, at that time you only liked this song because I liked this song. But you don't understand what I mean, nor do you understand how important these song lyrics are to our relationship. Wherever you go, Whatever you do, I will be right here waiting for you. Whatever it takes, Or how my heart breaks, I will be right here waiting for you. But let alone wait, you won't even let me go."

"But you keep going."

"And you're not waiting."

"I came back to find you!" my voice went up an octave. "Isn't this misunderstanding over, is it? Don't start again, please?"

Ram nodded again.

"I'm guilty, Mom. I was inconsiderate, I didn't let you go, I got angry and said break up. It was all my fault. I'm sorry."

Ram nodded back. "Not to be discussed anymore. And I will not hate this song again as long as you understand the meaning of waiting, and give your understanding. We're not going to be apart anymore."

"Yes, it will be as you wish." I stretched the circumference of my arms around her body, then looked up, looking at her face. "This moment is not perfect without your kiss."

Ram raised next to his eyebrows. "really?"

"obvious. I think I could die right now if you don't kiss me. You don't want that to mess with your conscience, do you?"

"Of course not" he murmured, tightening the circumference of his arm around my waist, then kissed me until I gasped.

"I'll probably die anyway" I said, "but oh, what a fun way to die. In your arms, after being kissed by you."

Ram pulled me closer, clinging to him. His body reacted the way he always felt whenever he hugged me this tightly. "See what you've done to me?" ask her with a raucous tone. "I'm the one who's dying now."

"Are you complaining?"

"Sickness," he said. "Sickness for craving you so much."

"Buck...." I looked up at him, with eyes laden with abundant love. "I can stop that pain. Please...?"

But he buried his face in my hair. "I'm too scared to do that. I'd hate myself if I...."

How humiliating!

I hate myself for this rejection.

Goddamnit! You have no pride, Purna....