The Same Bitterness

What will Sadam do? Why did he close the door to this room? How is this, I can't get out to avoid it, I'm even more desperate when I realize now I can't step back anymore because my back has touched the wall of the room. I can only bow my head with both hands holding each other, I also begin to feel if these hands are damp with cold sweat, oh God save me from his sharp eyes, if Tasya sees this, I will be tortured by her even more .

 "Sa-Sadam, why did you come into my room?" I asked without daring to look him in the eye. Now this man is only one step away from me, and now that distance is starting to erode when Sadam starts to take his feet.

 I can only close his eyes when the man brings his face closer to mine, his warm breath makes my heart even more

 pounding. Looks like next time I have to lock the bedroom door so that something like this doesn't happen, this is really scary, and I'm resigned to what the man will do, he is my husband anyway, yes, even though we got married because of that forced scandal. But still this marriage is legal and also religious.

 "Tch," he moaned as he took a step back. "Why are you scared like this, didn't we have sex that night," Sadam's words made my closed eyes slowly open.

 I saw the man staring at me intently with both hands on his chest. His gaze was heart-wrenching—a gaze filled with hatred and condescension. And it's even sadder that I can't answer this man's words, because there's no way I can say that I still haven't opened the seal because that night nothing happened between us.

 "All this time, I thought if you were a good woman, even I still thought so when I knew you trapped me on this damn bed," said Sadam as he glanced at the bed and then looked back at me with his heavy breath that sounded threatening to my life. . "But you show that you are just a money-hungry woman, a cheater."

 "I never did that," I defended myself, even though I knew it would be useless because this man would never believe what I was about to explain. That was my sister, Anggun, wasn't it

 a man. This mind is talking, but these lips can only keep silent

 accept Sadam's accusations.

 "I will never care about what you will do, because I know very clearly that you must have a relationship with a lot of men out there."

 After saying those self-deprecating words,

 Sadam immediately turned around and walked away. It's all not Sadam's fault because the man didn't know that I had a sister who was sick and needed a lot more money. The beginning of this marriage left the impression that I was a man-catcher.

 Brack!

 Along with the sound of the door closing tightly my legs could no longer support this weight until I fell to the floor, these tears flowed without me being able to stop showing the pain that I couldn't express from these lips.

***

 1 month of marriage.

 Everything that happens in this house is still the same, Tasya still insults me when she wants and Sadam himself never wants to look at me even if it's just a glance while for Liora herself the little girl is still the same kind and also meets me secretly when Tasya nothing around us. As for my sister Anggun, she is still the same condition, still not showing any progress but Anggun is still very enthusiastic about getting better and that sweet smile never leaves her lips still makes my heart ache like before when I knew this little girl didn't want to make me anxious so chose to hide the pain.

 I stepped out of the house to throw out the trash

 in this crackle, there was the sound of someone's footsteps walking down the stairs of this house, I directed this glance at the stairs and I saw Tasya was holding Liora. The little girl smiled sweetly when she looked at me, I smiled back at my favorite little girl.

 "Wait," Tasya's voice made my footsteps stop for a moment. I lowered my head because I didn't want to look into his sharp eyes that seemed to always intimidate my movements.

 "What's wrong, Tasha?" I asked, still with my eyes staring at the marble floor of this room.

 "I have something to do, I have to get out of the house. You take care of Liora," said Tasya.

 "Mama, Liora wants to go for a walk," said Liora, not accepting that she was at home while her mother was away.

 "Liora, don't be spoiled. Mama can't invite you because I have very important business," said Tasya while widening her eyes as if she was threatening the little girl through her eyes. Which is fully rounded.

 I immediately bent down and then leveled my height with Liora. "Lira, honey. Mama must have very important business because of that, Mama can't ask Liora how instead, Sifana will make you Liora's favorite sponge cake later we will

 make it with the cake, how about it?" I persuaded this little girl. I was very excited when I saw Liora was pointing one index finger to lightly touch her chin a few times, and then the little girl's eyes stared up as if she was thinking. It's so adorable, I really want to kiss the chili on the cheek, but that's impossible because I could be sprayed by Tasya later.

 "Okay then," said Liora then.

 "Yes, already, Mama left first." Without waiting for an answer from her daughter, Tasya immediately let go of Liora's hand and left.

 "Sifana, where are you actually going? Why the rush like this?" Liora asked me.

 "Honey, didn't Mama already say that there was an important need," I explained, repeating Tasya's words earlier.

 "Oh, yes too. How can Liora forget," said this little girl innocently.

 30 minutes later.

 Liora and I sat in the kitchen, we just finished making this little girl's favorite sponge cake, the sound of someone's footsteps was heard tapping on the floor. Could it be Tasya? But how could it be because he had just left, then whose footsteps were these.

 'Do you think I'm a wild woman? Isn't that like Sadam.'