The Macau Love Story

The Macau Love Story
Meet the birth sister


Bruukk...!


"Aww..." Stubbornly


"Where are you Miss" said one of the men to the girl complete with laughter. I was about to open the car door, I did not do it because my netra caught a girl was getting indecent treatment from the three men who disturbed her.


"Please, j-don't bother me"


"Come on, Miss, we had a good night"


"Let go of me please"


"When one of the two men pulled the girl's hand, dexterously the girl kicked the part*******one of the men, making her reflexively let go of her grip. Because the man did not accept it, he slapped the girl until her mouth was bleeding.


"Basin' brazen" the man screeched. And one slap back in the slob.


"We better get this girl" said one of the three men.


"Please" he shouted as the men were about to take him away. I saw him trying to escape from the clutches of his burly hands, but to no avail.


"Wait on! My words made them compactly look at me "Let go of him" I added complete with a sharp throw from me.


"Who are you?" he asked with reddened eyes. "you better go, this is none of your business"


"It's my business if you hurt her" I turned the girl's gaze away for a moment and a glance.


"Just fight the boss" he said, which I can still hear.


One of the men stepped forward, I saw his jaw tightly clenched. "I don't like fighting, better get out"


"Don't like fighting, or can't?" he chimed in with a sharp look and a cynical smile.


I who had been holding back my emotions at once, immediately threw a punch at his temple, making him stagger instantly. When one of the men I managed to knock off, the other man came forward, his eyes staring hard at me. I hit his jaw as he was about to punch me, not to get here, he hit me back and hit my nose to bleed fresh. I dexterously shot two fingers to stab her in the neck, making her retreat in pain.


"Take him off if you don't want to get hurt like your friend" I shouted at the last man still clutching the girl's hand.


Until a few seconds of her grip holding on, the girl bit the man's arm, making him reflexively let go of his hand, the girl rushed to run up to me.


Since I didn't want to get into a fight any more, I pulled the girl's hand and took her running towards my car.


"Thank you" he said as we were in the car.


"Hmm" I said to respond to his words. "I'm taking you home"


"But the keys to my apartment fell out of nowhere"


Grunting softly, I finally brought this girl to my apartment, maybe tonight I will let her stay at my house.


Half an hour later, upon our arrival at my unit, I headed straight for the medicine box storage cabinet.


"Sit down, I treat your wounds" He silently looked at me, maybe surprised by my treatment of him "Let's sit down, I just want to treat your wounds" I added, who was immediately in response to his movements sitting on a chair. I slowly poured alcohol on a piece of cotton, then I pressed the cotton pad right on the wound he got from the slap of one of the thugs who attacked him.


"Thank you" he said after I finished treating his wound. "It's a good thing you came to my aid, otherwise I don't know what's going to happen to me"


"Sister?" I remember when he called me that name.


"Sorry" he said.


"Have you eaten?"


"I'll cook, you wait here, or you can take a bath while you wait for the food to be ready"


"But my clothes?"


I set foot into the room, I grabbed Nayla's pajamas that I deliberately stayed to change if at any time I took her home.


"Wear this"


I handed him a pajama stel, and he took it with both hands.


"You can sleep in that room" I said, pointing to the door of the room with a picture of cherry blossoms. "You can also take a shower in that room"


*****


"What's your name?" I asked when we were eating the dinner I made.


"Outdoor"


"Full name?" my question again made him quiet and then looked at me.


"Delita Agni Hermawan"


Hearing his name mentioned, somehow there was a pulse of pain that I felt in there. My mind suddenly drifted to a few years ago. When the man hurt my mother, and left us only for the wealthy woman who was able to guarantee her life seven generations.


"Self what's his name?" tanyanya hesitated.


"guide"


"Ride?" the response was a little surprised "What is Pandu Mahardani Hermawan, the man who recently married secretly?" I don't know for sure, 'cause I rarely watch tv or read magazines"


"The wedding was a hoax" I replied, I thought she didn't see the tv when I held the press conference, so maybe she didn't know the truth about my marriage to Nayla.


"Oh so the news isn't true?"


"Hmm" I responded while chewing food.


I don't know what he was thinking, I saw him speechless with a slow motion in his mouth.


"Here are the dishes let me wash, you just rest, tomorrow morning I take you home"


"But for sure I'll be bad for bothering you even more"


"Go to your room, don't make me repeat my words, I don't like it" I said in my distinctive flat tone. And the girl immediately stepped towards the room, despite a slight hesitation.


I, will use him for my benefit.


After washing the dishes, I headed to the balcony of my favorite place to enjoy a cigarette. As I stared at the night sky, I repeatedly slipped a cigarette in my mouth.


Regarding that girl, I will use her for my benefit. Mr. Hermawan, since you have hurt the woman I love the most, I will also hurt your beloved woman.


Exhaling white smoke from the mouth, my attention that had been staring at the embers at the end of the cigarette, now turned to staring at the cellphone screen. There were so many Nayla photos I took during my month-long stay together, which I kept in a special folder called Pipo.


The woman, completely unaware that her childhood man was me, the Pipo whose name was written on the handkerchief I used to bandage wounds on her knees.


About him, I don't dare to imagine Nayla anytime, and anywhere, because my hormones are really great especially for my biological needs, but I still realize I never vent to anyone, she said, that's how I can't help but touch her while I'm with her.


Satisfied to see his face on the screen of my phone, a little relieved of the longing that I had saved for him for almost two days. I walked into the bathroom to clean up.