Forbidden Love On A Full Night
Crushed....

After buying the ring, I asked Ram to accompany me to buy a new phone then we went to Grapari to get my old simcard mobile number. After all my business was done, we immediately returned to the hospital. My family was preparing to go for an afternoon snack when I reappeared in my father's nursery.

"You came in time" said my mother, then she kissed my father's cheek and said, "Now rest. We'll be right back."

Smiling, my mother grabbed my arm and we left the room, with Pramana, his wife and children trailing behind.

"Where do you want to eat, honey?"

"Anywhere, as long as Mas Ram can come."

"Ma, I think-"

"Pram, Mama knows what you think" my mother stopped walking and turned to look at her eldest son. "And according to Mama you should get used to accepting Ram's presence with us."

Pramana looked at our mother, and then I. "You don't. don't tell me...." She put one hand in her hair. "You're not getting married to that guy, are you?"

"Yes," I said. "I'll marry him."

My eldest brother shook his head. "Papa would never agree. You dug your own grave," he said. "Sorry, Ma, bad word choice, given the situation. If nobody's gonna mind, the kids want to eat a burger."

"No problem" I said. I smiled as I looked at Ram as we turned the corner of the hallway.

At the same time Ram also saw me. He smiled, then frowned when he saw my family tailing behind me.

"We're going to eat."

"We?" Ram looked at me with his eyebrows raised.

"All of us," I explained as I grabbed Ram's hand. "Come on."

Ram looked at my mother, waiting for her approval. And my mother nodded. "We all. That means including you."

This is an opportunity for me. I announced our engagement when we finished eating each other's burgers. My mother received the news of our engagement with a smile and tears. "Mama always believed you would be united" he said. "There's always a twinkle in my daughter's eyes every time she looks at you, there's a warmth in her tone every time she says your name. May you always be happy together."

"Thank you, Ma." I kissed my mother's cheek.

"I will try my hardest to make your daughter happy" Ram said.

"You've done that" my mother said. "As long as you're together, he's always happy. Now promise me you'll visit us often."

I'm nodding. "We promised" I said, then looked at my future husband. "Well, is it, Mas?"

He nodded too.

"Where are you planning to stay?" Pramana asked.

"Wherever Mas Ram wants," I said, making my brother shake his head in disgust and leave the place.

"Sorry" said Niki. "He can be very...." My sister-in-law glanced at her children who were sitting on the floor playing mobile phones. "She's often a bitch," he continued, then he embraced me. "May you both be happy."

I smile. Assures.

"So, have you set a wedding date yet?"

I looked towards Ram. "Not yet."

"As far as you." He grinned towards me. "I think the sooner the better."

"I think so, too," I agreed. "How about next week?"

"Next week?" exclaimed mother. "We can't plan a wedding in a week. And what about your father? He's not healthy enough to...." Mom's shaking. "Sorry, sorry. Of course, it's up to you. Whatever your decision is not a problem for us."

I bit my lips, bitterly, then looked at my mother. "Did Mama Papa take me to the altar?"

"Mama doesn't know, honey. But Mama's sure your sister Setya would have if your papa wasn't willing. He always liked Ram, right?"

I smile. I always knew why my second brother liked Ram, other than because they were the same age, they had the same hobby: making friends with nature. The plus value of Kak Setya from Ram is: my brother can surf conquer the waves, while Ram can not.

I looked at Ram. "Hopefully he is ready. Otherwise, we'll elope."

"Whatever you want, baby."

Springy. I'm very happy. "I want a wedding in a small church. It's just me, you, and our family members."

"Then that's what we're going to do" Ram said.

Until then I was very happy, but after...

"Unfortunately that's never going to happen, dear."

Mr. Hartawan was standing there, with two policemen in roar, and a brown envelope in his hand.

"Hold the man, sir."

I'm gawking. "What the fuck?"

The two policemen immediately approached us. "Pak Ramana Lingga Pradita, Mr. Hartawan Agung Sentosa reported you on charges of violent acts. Come with us to the office for a checkup."

My world was instantly shattered.

"Take it easy, honey," my mother asked.

"Can't!"

"Hey, honey." Ram gripped both my shoulders. "Silent. Let me go. I'm not gonna do anything, okay?" He looked at me expectantly. "You'll be waiting for me, right?"

I'm shaking. Frustrations. "Don't take him. Let him go" I asked the two policemen who were now holding Ram, and then took him away. While I was stuck there, in the clutches of my mother and my sister-in-law.

Mr. Hartawan laughed.

"Shoppers! That bastard! I'm gonna kill you!"

But it was just a bluff, absolutely no effect. He just kept laughing and taunting me by pretending to be afraid of my threats. "Well, Purna, I'll make sure the snot boy is languishing and tortured in prison. He's not going out alive. Not with any guarantee. Not with any ransom. Because he's just gonna come out with his body. That's my promise."

Goddamn bum! He is the one who threatens me now. And I know he's not kidding.

"By the way, I have a good offer for you," said the man, like the scene in the soap opera, he was just about to leave and then turned back. Just like the scene in the soap opera and I know he did it on purpose. He deliberately studied characters such as the number wahid villain. "I can retract my report and release him if you come and beg me. You know where to look for me. And, yeah, of course, you're gonna have to pay the price for all your mistakes with me. Bye, darling."

I know what he meant. He is the Master who does not want to lose. Whatever he does to live up to his obsession. Including to take me back from Ram.

"Purna, Honey?"

Nah! I will not let my love lose.

I run. Run as fast as I can. Running without caring about anything and anyone. Run, keep running, until I arrive in front of my father's ward with hunting breath, burning chest.

"Sister!" I sat down in front of my eldest brother who was sitting in the waiting chair. "Help me, I-I"

But he stood up haughtily. "Let him stay in jail. I won't help her even if you kneel down and beg."

The deg!

"So, can't you do me?"

"You chose the wrong path."

"Sister, I beg you, help me. I-i-"

"Don't sacrifice me, Purna. Don't involve me, my business, and my profession. You know the power of the journalist. So why did you make a mistake? Now take responsibility for the consequences yourself. Don't involve me or Papa. Now leave because I don't want the trouble you're causing to endanger Papa's health. Go awayl. You'd better meet your poor girlfriend before the reporter gets people to finish her off in jail. You have little time, unless you want to give up and get back to your real life."

It was exactly at that moment that I realized that I was not strong enough to fight for my love. That I only bring bad luck to the men who marry me. It will only lead them to the brink of death.

All right, God, if you do curse this on me. Let me marry the Ambitious Lord, and take his life after he becomes my husband. I'd like to see, are you on the side of the powerful, or not? If he does not die, I will hate You for the rest of my life.

With her helplessness, I stepped on my fragile legs without looking at the brother who was so foreign to me. Without words, but tears, and I have no more sanity.

At the turn of the corridor, I met my mother and I hugged her. I shed my tears on her shoulder. "I will meet Mr. Reporter now and accept any conditions from him. Including marriage," I said sobbing. "But before that, I need Mama's help. Mama's the only one who can help me right now. Please, I beg you to meet Mas Ram in prison, and please make sure he's okay. After he's released, get him back to Lembang. And..,"-- I removed the ring from my finger -- "give him this ring. Tell him not to worry about me. Make him understand that I'm not doing this to leave him. Not not to wait. But for her sake. For his safety. Ask him not to waste my sacrifice. I love her so much. Hugely. Mama's gonna do this for me, right?"

My mother could only nod in tears without being able to say anything.

"No" I said, wiping my mother's tears. "Don't cry. I am willing to sacrifice. Even this is not just for Mas Ram. It's for everybody. So that the man doesn't interfere with Papa's business. He won't bother Pram and Setya. Their business and career will be safe. Their children and wives will not be threatened by poverty. Everything will be good. Everything will be as good as before. I will not ruin anyone's life because of my selfishness. So. I have to go now. Mama's going to see Mas Ram for me, right? Please convince him. I am willing to sacrifice for all of you. I'm willing to." I hugged my mother again one last time, then turned around, and ran to the parking lot.

Arriving in my car, with a sore heart, I unlocked the car, got behind the wheel, locked the door, and threw the key into the hole. I thought nothing more, just put my gears in and stepped on the gas pedal deeply, drove my car, and left the hospital. And in just a few minutes, I got to my destination.

The door to the journalist's house was wide open. She had been waiting for me to arrive in her great chair, with a mannequin wrapped in a wedding dress, and wedding documents on the table with a pen for me to sign.

This is all exactly as I thought. I should have known Mr. Reporter wouldn't have made things easy for me. I really did make a fatal mistake.

"Welcome, my dear. As I thought, you must have come."

I wiped the tears that came back. "No need to make small talk. We both know our rights and obligations. You do your part, and I'll do mine."

"Savvy. Means I don't have to negotiate at length with you. Come on, just sign our wedding documents. I'll call my lawyer who's standing by at the police station, and the damn kid will be released."

I have no other choice....

"I want Ram to be safe. I will live as long as he lives. But if you try to harm him, if something bad happens because of you, you'll find my body immediately."

The man laughed loudly. "I'm a man who holds firm commitment. Sign your hand, then go to our bridal room, put on this beautiful dress and dress up beautiful. I'll meet you and bring the evidence of the boy's release before you. Deal?"

I sat down on my knees on the floor, read the documents on the table in front of me, then put my signature on it.

"Good, sweetie." The man stood up, smiled faintly, stroked my hair, then slipped both hands into my body, glued me to his body so intimately. "Now you have officially become Mrs Hartawan. Go to your room and get dressed. Wait for me, I'll make tonight memorable for you. It's our first night, madam."

Argggggg...!

Sick of it! Sick of it! Sick of it! I'm disgusted! It hurts my heart because of it. Next, he kissed my lips.

It's disgusting!

But I'm helpless....

There is no other choice for me but to resign and obey the orders of Mr. Hartawan. Immediately I removed the wedding dress from the mannequin and took it upstairs, to the main room of the mansion. Mr. Hartawan's room, our bridal room.

Yeah, I lost today. Love lost. But my sacrifice must not be in vain.

I am enough to suffer.