Chapter 6

I was shocked to hear Luna scream. I got up and left the room quickly to see what was really going on.

"Who do you think you are, huh? How dare you slap me," Fisal shouted.

"What's wrong, Luna?" I asked as I approached her. She suddenly threw her body into my arms and sobbed.

My sights turned to that immoral man.

"Listen, I have no problem with you. How dare you harass my wife," I growled at him.

Now, I was in front of this man. My eyes reddened, staring at him intently. My molars grind against each other. One by one my fingers clenched fists. I pulled and threw a punch until his body was knocked down. He fell too. How dare he harass my wife.

"Arga?" Eka shouted who had just come to us in the kitchen.

Mrs. Mega and Rita scattered too closer to find out what really happened. Their gazes turned to us, alternating.

"What is this?"

"Ask your future in-law what he has done." I snorted in annoyance and kept walking away from them.

Eka ran over to Fisal. "Blood! Arga, what are you doing?" asked Eka who was still gasping at the sight of blood pouring from Fisal's nose.

"Try asking your future husband what he has done before I drag him to prison right now," I said then took Luna to the room with me.

**

It's been a week. Luna has been contemplating in her room too much. I was afraid her psychic was disturbed. I tried to reprimand her. She answered my greeting, but not as enthusiastically as she used to be.

What exactly did Fisal do to my wife? How many times had I tried to ask her how it happened. Still, Luna didn't answer my question. She suddenly shouted when I ask her.

"I'm dirty, Arga," replied Luna while sobbing.

I didn't know what that word means.

"Luna ... Luna!" I came and got closer to her–moved her chin slowly so she was facing me. "You can talk to me. I'm ready to wait anytime if you want to talk." There was no answer from her, just a blank stare. "Then, take a rest first! It seems you need to rest."

"Arga ...!" Suddenly, the voice called out to me as I was about to leave the room.

"Yes, What is up?" I walked over to her, sat down in front of her, and put my two hands on her shoulder.

"Will you forgive me?" She said softly with a sad look.

"Yeah, I still forgive you," I replied seriously to convince her.

"But, I... I'm dirty."

"No ... Don't say that. You didn't do anything." I grabbed it and rested her head on my shoulder.

"In the afternoon, after I got home from work, we're going to a psychiatrist. Wait for me here. Don't go anywhere, okay?"

She just nodded in agreement. Hopefully, after a check-up with the psychiatrist, her mental condition will improve. I couldn't bear to see her–locked herself in this room every day. I worried that it was not good for her physical and mental health.

**

"Lunaaaa... What the hell are you doing hiding in the room! No one opens the shop for a week. What are we going to eat? Hurry up! You think you're the only one sad, huh? Forget it and go open the shop!"

I was surprised to hear the screams above as I came into the house. I just got home from work and the voice kept calling out Luna's name. Bu Mega's voice called out while pounding on the bedroom door.

"Anyway, Mama doesn't want to know. Tomorrow you have to guard the shop from morning until night to make up for your absence this week. Open the door, Luna!" shouted Mrs. Mega.

I ran upstairs to close to Mrs. Mega wit a hurry.

"What's the matter, ma'am?" I asked her.

"Listen, okay! Tell your wife to open a shop tomorrow. Otherwise, just see what I do for the two of you. What are we going to eat if Luna stays at home all the time?" She warned me and then left from my sight.

I'm a little offended hearing Mrs. Mega's words. My lips trembled to want to say something to her, but I couldn't. There's no way I can argue with a mother we're aging in this house. After all, she was my mother-in-law.

However, it was her words that never forgive Luna regardless of her condition. I knew that her mother was no really afraid of not–eating, but not being able to go shopping or hanging out with her socialite friends while showing off new things. Because the needs of the house were never lacking in the slightest.

The week before, I accompanied Luna to shop for household needs. So, I knew the need for the house has not been exhausted this week. Especially as long as Luna didn't go downstairs to prepare them a meal. It's clear that none of the food was finished because no one cooks and prepares the food.

"Luna ... Luna, open the door! It's me." Five minutes passed, but there was no answer from Luna.

I knocked on the door again. "Luna, it's me Arga, your husband. Open the door, honey! Are you in there?" There's no answer either. My heart was beating more and more erratically. My mind was filled with question marks.

What is this?

Oh, no way! No way could happen.

"Luna, please open the door! It's me Luna, Arga–your husband." My heart was pumping erratically, because of no answer anymore.

"Please, Luna. Open the door!"

My mind was getting erratic, thinking of unwanted things happening. I turned my body left and right while scratching my head, not itching. My hands clenched into fists, I didn't know what to do. I moved the doorknob up and down many times.

I was like crazy and finally broke down the bedroom door. There was no other way. I repeat it many times until finally,

Braak!

The door was opened

My eyes rounded. My knees went limp like boneless. I froze, looking in front of me. I didn't feel the dewdrops on my eyes like teary eyes.

Suddenly, my body collapsed to the floor in a kneeling state.

What happened to you, Honey?

Luna, I couldn't live without you, Luna!