RETALIATION (THE Former)
Bridal Night

Shindy just finished packing her stuff. The depression did not leave his face. Both of his eyes were puffy, even the rest of his tears were still visible.

"Are you ready for my wife?" the greeting he hated the most was heard.

"Didn't you see him Ram? All my stuff has gone in here." Shindy patted her suitcase softly

"Let's go!" rama's call sounded like an order to Shindy

"Bring my suitcase Ram!" shindy

Rama turned. " me? Take her?"

"Who else! I'm Ram's woman, and I'm pregnant. I can't lift that heavy" Shindy said

"Then what's the point of your dear papa paying p*b*ntu in this house?" rama's question passed without any intention of helping Shindy

"Sir Min!" shindy shouted

Bu Ningsih's wife came with a half run. "Please bring my suitcase!"

"Non Good."

Shindy followed Rama out. Mrs Wulan and Mr. Anton are waiting on the front porch.

"Be careful, son. Let me know if you need anything." said Ms. Wulan as she hugged Shindy

"Shindy loves Mama." that sincere remark she said. Since childhood, it was Mulan who always loved him.

"Pa Shindy go first." said Shindy

"Yes." replied Mr. Anton briefly

"We go first yes, father mother-in-law." said Rama with a smile. It was as if this farewell was just a joke to him

Mr. Anton and Mr. Wulan did not respond to Rama's remarks.

"Pak Min's. Make sure Shindy gets inside the house just fine." - Pinta Bu Wulan

"Good Mistress."

Shindy got behind the wheel. Next to her was her husband Rama. The black car was out of the courtyard, heading towards the center of the city. Rama's apartment is in the city center, located in a row of offices with tall buildings towering. It was only half an hour drive until they arrived.

Mr. Parmin dropped his suitcase and entered the apartment. The three of them passed through the lobby and climbed into the elevator. Rama hit the number 3. Because the room is on the 3rd floor.

After walking down the hallway looks no 206 that Rama lived. Rama put the cardlock on the door. Instantly the door opened.

"This is Den's suitcase." said Mr. Parmin handed over Shindy's suitcase

"That's not mine. So get him to bring it himself!" rama said without looking

Shindy stared in disbelief.

"Do I need to bring Non in?" ask Mr. Parmin

"No need sir. Just get here to drive him. Thank you." said Shindy while pulling in her big suitcase

Automatic closed apartment door. With a slight objection, Shindy pulled her suitcase into the room. Shindy looked around. Dirty clothes scattered. A few empty bottles of Wine were left on the table. The ceramic floor that never seemed to be cleaned felt sticky at Shindy's feet.

"Tomorrow I'll sort it out. I'm so tired." muttered Shindy put her suitcase at the end of the room.

A hand hugged him from behind. Breathing felt behind his neck. D*c*pan sounded from behind his ear. Shindy m*l*nguh felt the s*ns*si that Rama gave. Shindy turned towards Rama.

"What do you want Ram?" shindy suddenly woke up.

"I'll make you happy tonight. Because I'm fine so, let's do it." said Rama carrying Shindy's body and threw it on the bed.

The stocky tube is m*n*ndih Shindy. The soft links of their lips add to the heat of the atmosphere. Unknowingly, Shindy hands r*r*bah the chest of Rama's field and opens the bath towel that Rama was wearing. Rama*c*p Shindy's neck and left a reddish mark there. Getting down, Shindy's shirt buttons slipped off one by one. Something happened back in that room.

Rama ends his activities and withdraws from Shindy. Just leave it. Without hugging or berc*mb* as friendly as other couples usually do. It's like Shindy's just a p*m* woman for him. Shindy picked them up one by one on the floor and went into the bathroom. Flush the sticky body with warm water from the shower. After his body felt refreshed, Shindy fell asleep.

"Ramp.. Rama." call Shindy when he opens his eyes that morning.

Her husband left last night and hasn't come back. Shindy wakes up soon. Given the many things he had to do today. Shindy cleaned Rama's entire apartment. Washing her husband's clothes. Draining the bathroom and also staring at her clothes from inside the suitcase.

Shindy entered the dressing room where Rama's clothes were usually placed. Shindy surrounded the place for a moment.

"No syringe? Who's this got?" shindy asked to pick up some used syringes with a clear colored liquid in a small bottle.

"This is what? Why did Rama keep the ginian?" shindy asked herself

"I threw it away the other time. It doesn't work either."

Shindy stuffed all of them into a plastic bag and threw them in the trash with bottles of wine strewn across the table.

"Finally, if the gini looks like a house. Not yesterday. Take a shower ah."

Brakes.. Brakes..

A noise and falling items were heard from outside the bathroom. The panicked Shindy immediately ended her bath. Shindy put on her shower pajamas and went back inside the room.

"What are you looking for Ram? How do you make everything. I've been tired of cleaning your house all day!" peekik Shindy was so aware that things were already splattered on the floor

"Where's the syringe I put on the locker room table?" rama asked in anger

"I throw! What the hell are you trying to do with that kind of thing?" reply Shindy

"Aarr." Rama groaned furiously

"That thing is more valuable than you, b*doh!" rama shouted right in Shindy's face

Shindy gnashing. Surprised by the exaggerated response from Rama. Rama slams Shindy's body into the bed. Dark aura enveloped Rama. His anger peaked as if preparing to pounce on Shindy right then and there.

"Do you want Ram?" ask Shindy who started to panic

Rama knelt on the bed, removing the belt from his pants. In a single pull the belt was already clasped in his hand. Rama opened the pyjama rope that Shindy was wearing. Shindy's plain body is back in sight. Shindy tries to retreat away from Rama. Roughly, Rama pulls both of Shindy's legs closer towards him.

"What are you doing Ram?" shindy asked struggling to escape.

Rama took both his hands off. "Next time be a little smarter. Don't ever touch my stuff!

CTARS.... The belt landed in a row on Shindy's body. Shindy bit her lower lip withstanding the pain. Long reddish scars and spread on his body became evidence of the actions Rama did. Shindy was crying out loud. Unable to withstand the pain of the wounds that Rama gave.

Satisfied*ks*Shindy, Rama casts his original belt. His big hand pulled the rough of Shindy's chin to face towards him.

"This is just the beginning of Shindy Paramitha. And you just live in my house. So, don't act all you like you're the host. One more thing, the stuff you throw away is worth more than your life! If you dare to throw it away again, your life is within my grasp. Understood!"

Shindy nodded. Rama took his belt and put it back on. Rama's out of the room somewhere, Shindy doesn't care. Shindy let out her cries alone. Just a day living with Rama, his life had already suffered. How can he survive until this baby is born, if tomorrow he doesn't know if he's alive or not?