
Bima was sitting quietly, while in front of her was also sitting with a plastic chair, Seruni. The girl was busy with gauze, cotton, as well as medicine for bruises and cuts. Bima noticed Seruni who was seriously treating him. He felt so cold looking at Seruni's face. White face Seruni so natural without a touch of make up.
"What are you looking at?" ask Seruni without looking at her.
Bima slightly jolted, it turned out that Seruni realized that he was observing the woman so closely as if he was storing the whole face of Seruni in his heart.
"You," Bima replied honestly and briefly.
"Stop looking at me like that. I'm not a suspect" said Seruni flatly.
Bima laughed a little hearing that. Really, the Seruni that used to be very different from the one that is now. He even still remembers the shy smile Seruni in the past who often adorned his cheeks with a red hue. Now, there is hardly any more. However, that is precisely what makes Bima more strongly attached to the girl.
"Seruni ... Can't you forgive me?" bima asked with Seruni who was attaching a plaster to the wound on her neck.
"Go home, it's done." Seruni did not answer.
Then Seruni moved from his seat, Bima grabbed Seruni's fingers and miraculously, the woman even seemed drugged and sat down again just like that. Instantly Seruni wanted to curse himself at this moment. He should have patted the man's hand rough.
"Run, I know my mistakes with you in the past are truly unforgivable. Doesn't everyone have a second chance?"
Seruni laughed immediately. "After ten years, Bima?" ask Seruni cynically.
"Really, Seruni, I once returned to the village after I graduated from education to become a state servant, I had time to look for you, but you are no longer in our village. I didn't know you were going to Jakarta either. We should've met again, right?"
"Here you go, don't talk too much. I was full of hearing all kinds of seduction. Your past appeal is also still clearly reflected in my memory. I am immune and I am dead. Now, home. I don't want your boyfriend to misunderstand you because you're visiting my place."
Bima held Seruni again who was about to stand up again from his original position. Seruni looked at Bima pensively.
"Run stop working at that place. No good, I don't want anything to happen to you."
"Well, hasn't anything happened to me because of you, Bim?" tanya Seruni shakes.
Bima stared into the depths of the girl's eyes in front of her. He knew how much Seruni had been injured until he became cold like that.
"No need, Mr. Seno Ari Bimantara. I'm fine now. Relax, you are a man of honor. Don't be weak just because of a woman like me. Already, now go home, the day is maghrib. I don't want the neighbors to think I'm bringing a man to sleep here."
However, it seems that Bima did not give up just like that. To be able to speak this long and this close together with Seruni was something rare.
"Germen."
"Get out!" Seruni almost closed the door after Bima wanted to stand up and move.
"Germany, marry me."
Just then adzan magrib reverberated. Seruni almost escaped the tears of hearing it. However, Seruni's heart was still so sick. He shook.
"You're crazy! Would you like to kill your girlfriend?!"
Seruni again tried to close the door of his contract, but Bima still held back with his body that was athletic.
"I've canceled our wedding plans, Run. That's why I got these wounds." Bima tried to explain.
Seruni was silent for a moment.
"Go home, Bim. I'll never want to be stuck with your seduction again like I used to."
Door's closed. Bima was still pensive in front of him. He took a deep breath.
"Germany, I won't give up, I'll get your heart back." He exclaimed. Some men who were about to go to the mosque in front of the alley saw him while shaking their heads. Seruni herself was still standing behind the door. He pressed his chest which suddenly beat violently.
Seruni peeked between the window curtains, seeing Bima had gone a long way. Seruni took a deep breath trying to relieve the strange feeling that suddenly attacked. He went into the room after washing himself with ablution water. He saw the watch hanging. Seruni unfurled prayer rites, immediately fulfilling rituals that he had never abandoned long ago.
"O Allah, for liking men too much, I lost my honor as a woman. Now, forgive me for suddenly being touched by his invitation. However, I was really scared, afraid that everything was just a prank." Seruni erased the trail of tears slowly and tried to erase the shadow of Bima that passed slowly when he had finished facing the khalik, the owner of his life.
Seruni did not want to be fooled again. He has been great enough all this time, fortifying himself from any man who tries to touch his heart. Seruni does not want to repeat the same thing as before, with the same person? Weight.