Regret Room
The Fire of Hatred

A few seconds of time passed, there was only a silence that wrapped Bima and Seruni. The two looked at each other, Seruni did not want to give up a second to look away. His gaze was sharp, even so with Bima, the eagle's sharp gaze was able to penetrate to the bottom of Seruni's heart which was now locked to death. However, once again Bima could confirm, his reply was no longer a melted or adoring gaze from Seruni like ten years ago, which seemed to be a deep disappointment.

Bima approached later, unlocking the cell with Seruni still standing with a fiery look of hate in her beautiful eye sockets.

"Come with me" Bima said with a voice almost stuck in her throat.

Seruni said nothing, only following the steps of Bima who remained steadfast and full of authority even though the man himself almost staggered from the shock that still existed. Seruni looked at the body of each woman's servant from behind, wrapped in a tight police brown uniform. Some members are busy at their respective work desks, a little surprised when they see Seruni follow Bima's steps to get to his room. Until the door of their superior's room was closed, then they dared to follow each other through the gaze. Maybe they were wondering why the woman who was involved in a fight at the club that night, had to go into the room of the AKP.

"Sit down" Bima said as soon as they got in the room. Seruni again did not make a sound, sitting quietly with a view still as flat as the water did not ripple. "Seruni ..." continued Bima. This time, there was a tremble from the heart of Seruni when his name was called and came out of the lips of the man who had scratched the most deep wounds in his life.

"What do you want to talk to me about? If you don't have anything important to say, just leave me in that cell."

Chilly. It's like untouchable. Bima looked at Seruni with a million frowns in her own heart as the voice so beautiful said flatly without any expression.

"No, you can be free today. I'll be the guarantee for your freedom."

Seruni did not respond to him with anything. Want to hope he says thank you? Don't hope! The hatred in Seruni's eyes was like a blazing fire. Bima could see it so clearly as if she was burning herself.

"Hurt your stomach?" bima asked pointing to the blood that began to seep again, maybe because it was taken to walk and move earlier, so the wound that had dried, now opened again and melted fresh blood.

"I never felt any pain, even though the pela*ur dagger last night had ripped off the side of my stomach. But I can feel my heart ache right now just from seeing you again, Seno Ari Bimantara."

Bima flinched, he understood, Seruni now greatly hated him. He also did not want to refuse, because it was his fault.

"No need! I swore I would never see you again! And today I broke my vow! I just want to go and you can live your life like nothing ever happened between us!"

Seruni moved, about to reach the doorknob but Bima as quickly as possible pulled his arm, until Seruni so attached to his body. For a second both looked. Bima realized, Seruni was getting more beautiful and seductive with her insanely insane body. The ideal body of any man, even at this moment, he could feel his heart pounding as the woman was so attached to him.

"Take me off!" his Seruni is full of threats.

Bima was silent, but then he grabbed Seruni's waist became more attached to his body.

"Sit down for a second, Seruni. I know you hate me, but I wouldn't let you go home bleeding like this."

Bima led Seruni to sit down again. Silent seruni thousand languages. He saw that Bima's uniform was wet with blood from her stomach. The man then approached with a medicine box.

Bima crouched down, revealed a little tear of Seruni's clothes and then began to clean it with a flush of NaCL solution. Silence wrapped the two of them again, Seruni just silently stared, while Bima could feel her heart still pounding because of guilt and other strange feelings that now came perched right in her heart.

"It's over, Seruni. Where's your house, let me drive you home."

"no need. I still have legs to step on and go home on my own. After this, don't ever show your face in front of me again, 'cause I could've killed you if you had done that," sahut Seruni grew colder and opened the door and came out with the strange gaze of the police members outside the room.

"Seruni ... Wanna go home, huh? Greetings to yourself." One of the police officers teased her sweetly but Seruni did not press. He continued to step, leaving Bima who was stunned in his room.

Guilt hit Bima instantly. He could feel the turmoil back, the turmoil when first men*um sweet and rannum lips and body Seruni. Bima closed his eyes for a moment, feeling so strong that he in the past, had let Seruni get hurt because of him. Should he make it up to her now? Even though he would make Seruni again angry because he dared to show his face again in front of the woman?