Please Change my Destiny!
The Wound of Taste

True Rima had soared into the dream world.

Sleeping behind the door, only a smooth white shoulder wrapped in one rope was seen.

Dihyan stared at the nightstand, his nightgown was available there.

He smiled obliquely, not usually Rima would pay attention to her needs to prepare her nightgown.

Maybe true, a partner who is making a mistake will cover up his mistake by doing good to his partner.

Still in slow motion, Dihyan began unbuttoning his shirt.

"Eggs." Rima bellowed, the body turning towards him.

"Have you come home?" With a hoarse voice Rima greeted him.

"Hemmm," The hand that had been working stopped instantly, leaving two buttons open.

Dihyan chose to turn around, turning his back on Rima, Dihyan did not want his anger to be provoked when he looked at Rima.

"Eat already?" Rima began to move to wake herself up from the bed, sitting leaning on the head of the bed while staring at Dihyan.

Again he smiled wryly as he got the attention of Rima like this. Obviously the woman was not sincere, the woman was just looking for good behavior.

"Hemmm," Dihyan still replied with a mutter. Start moving your feet towards the bathroom.

"Where from?"

Now he laughed when he heard the question, stopping his steps.

"Why?" Dihyan with a Ketus and cynical tone.

"I should have asked like that. Where are you from?"

"Me?" Rima pointed at himself.

"I've been home since."

Rima replied very calmly despite the curiosity. Why did DiHiana question him.

At least he did not feel suspicious about the current attitude of Dihyan.

" Where were you going this afternoon? Same who?"

Now his foot stepped towards the side of the bed that Rima occupied.

Along with the heartbeat that starts irregular.

As much as possible he held his anger, but could not.

Rima who never stop questioning him a month of work is actually able to arouse anger that he had tried to fainter.

"Why you?" Rima began to shrink as he looked at Dihyan's hardened face, complete with a sharp gaze drawing toward the heart.

"Why?" That word sounded scary to the pregnant woman.

Rima hugged her stomach as a perlingdungan. However, his fear of Diyan has not gone away.

The pain when the fetus that once settled in his womb must be forcibly snatched back imagined. Pain that is very torturous, can even kill some women.

Rima closed her eyes, as Dihyan's hand had been on her shoulder, a sense of interest made her stand up from her seat.

Now they stood facing each other, with Diyan's gaze growing fiercer and blasphemous.

"Why? Why are you doing that Rima?" Dihyan with emphasis so that his voice does not thunder.

"I why?" Rima forced her eyes open staring at Dihyan despite the shrinking guts.

I don't think he has one mistake. The plan with Reno is still limited to discourse.

The question of b0d0h is actually more fueling the anger of DIhyan. Is cheating not a mistake?

"You're both with Reno behind me. What have you guys done, huh?" The end of the anger that he had tried to control was actually no longer able to hold. Overflow with a thunderous voice.

With both hands on Rima's shoulders, while shaking little.

It might be small to a Dihyan, but to Rima it was an incredible shock to his body.

"I'm not giving you the freedom to hurt me."

" Why Rima? Why are you doing this?" His words are full of emphasis.

Huh-huh-huh.

"Is it possible that the boy is not my son, huh?"

A slight blow made his hand slip off both of Rima's shoulders.

Dihyan was stunned as Rima sat down violently on the bed because of her actions just now.

Calm back when he saw Rima Tengah's eyes looking at him cynically. At least Rima and the ingredients are fine, Dihyan thought.

Walking to the door left Rima. With the slamming of the door that returned made Rima flinch due to the loud noise.

Rima was only able to fall silent in her sitting. Holding back any crying sounds that others might hear. He did not want to disturb the residents of the house who are now resting.

I also do not want if the problem with Dihyan until it is known by the Art of this house.

With tears flooding her cheeks, Rima shook her head slowly but for quite a while.

How could Dihyan insult him that low.

It is undeniable, if she loves another man besides her husband, Reno.

But he still has his pride.

It is too dear to have to sacrifice honor for the sake of love that is not necessarily met at the end.

His love for Dihyan, which was only paper-thin, was so easily torn and thrown away by Reno. But that doesn't mean he just handed over his body, to someone who has no right.

Dihyan chose to go to his room. More like his room with Nindy.

He should have come to this room earlier. They had to separate first in order to suppress their emotions.

If it's like this? Nor does he know what will happen after this.

Maybe he should be prepared to face Rima's anger. Silenced, ignored or worse yet beaten.

Grabbing a picture frame sitting on his bedside nightstand, Nindy smiled with a wide hat on her head.

Walk forward until exactly in front of a larger frame attached to the wall. Wedding photo with Nindy.

The smile of the newlyweds looks very bright.

Very pretty and handsome. Obviously because it was a very happy day for them.

Maybe misses visiting.

"Nin, look at nin!"

"Now I'm alone. No one else wants to be with me sincerely." One outstretched hand rubbed the big photo plan. Nindy who was wearing a wedding dress with a tail that dangled long to sweep the floor.

The woman's smile looks so sweet towards the camera. Nindy's right hand that hugged her arm as if indicating that the woman was reluctant to let go of her.

And at that time he felt very needed, promising in his heart to keep giving happiness to the woman he loved the most. Promise to protect her with all her soul and body.

"You see!" Dihyan turned his head towards the door, as if showing something there.

"Your chosen woman is betraying me."

"She's in a relationship with Reno behind my back."

" Nindy, back Nindy!"

"I'm alone."

The picture frame he had taken was now in his close embrace. As if the photo is able to remove or at least reduce longing.

"Do I have to catch up with you as soon as possible?"

"Bring me with you, baby! We'll be happy there."

"I'm tired of Nin."

"Nobody wants to understand me but you."

"Nobody is standing by me sincerely at this moment. Everyone left me Nin."

Up to this point, maybe he felt desperate.

If both his parents would forgive and accept his forgiveness, maybe he would not absorb this.

Slowly but surely, the body was shed in place. Right in front of her wedding photo with Nindy.

"Nin, go home Nin!" I don't know who the tape is to.