Love for Aira
Back Injured

"Where are you."

A firm but cold voice suddenly made Aira's footsteps stop and turn her body that was about to walk towards the bathroom. There at the end of the sofa, Alvian sat down with her sharp gaze pointed at him.

Aira was afraid, not afraid of this figure in front of her, but Alvian's gaze that looked very cold. The girl could feel the unpleasant air.

"M-mas me.."

"You met him ? Do you still love her."

"Mas."

"Jawab I'm Ra !" His impact.

Aira jumped backwards with her heart beating fast. Alvian's voice was so loud in his spacious room.

"Mas can't you ask in a slow voice ? You're scaring me." Lirih Aira with glassy eyes.

Alvian smiled cynically.

"Speaking slowly ? With her silent lover met her ex-husband. Do I still have to speak slowly heh. You know I'm the kind of guy that gets jealous of Ra, but you kind of deliberately ignited a fire between us." Sarkasnya with a cold voice.

"This is not what you think it is."

"Oh yeah, then I have to think about how Ra is. Do I have to be calm and ordinary when I know my future wife is meeting her ex-husband. Is this your real purpose when you asked me to meet your ex-in-law Ra." Accuse Alvian again with a piercing word.

"This one.."

"You know you're like j****g who got caught cheating on you with some guy." The sarkas with the breath of hunting.

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Aira froze with a dull and empty look. Perih, sick, that's how he felt at the moment, he even felt a knife stuck in his chest.

He felt that the story was repeated, Alvian said accidentally reopened his memory when Sean also said it like that.

Bitch.bitch.

That one word kept buzzing in his mind and brain. Aira held back as hard as tears that urged her to come out, again the girl was very good at hiding her heart wound that was gaping wide again.

I'm a bitch, you even know that.

"It's hard to ask me for permission, Ra."

I've done it many times and I've called you, but your phone can't be reached. You didn't read my message either.

"You can also ask Oma for permission, right."

I did it, did you not ask Oma ? Back the girl could only say it in her heart.

"I'm disappointed in you Ra, even you don't deny anything at all I said."

What should I say mas, I'm talking honestly you don't necessarily believe

"You're right, I should have thought twice before deciding to marry you Ra. Because once a bitch stays, she'll be a bitch forever."

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Aira covered with tears that she finally could no longer bear. Especially when the man walked past without even looking at her.

"Mas." Call him to stop step sean.

"Thank you for making me aware of my position. Thank you for reminding me of my status here. But didn't you also know that I was a bitch all along, nothing more. I hope you can get a holy woman and not a bitch like me." He said with a trembling voice.

Alvian closed his eyes then continued his steps out of his room without saying anything. Right now his emotions were so great that he was afraid that he would let go that he would act rudely towards the girl.

While Aira was still standing in her place, her body froze with a hand squeezing her chest.

It hurts more than it hurt when Sean sold me.

Aira inhaled a deep breath in neutralizing her intense rumbling heartbeat. The poor girl was sitting in the bed with her breath still sting. No sobbing came out, for him he had already tasted enough of his bitter life.

The girl looked around, as if staring fondly at the room that had made her comfortable.

"I have no rights here, in this room, and in this house." He muttered with a smile.

Aira looked at her watch, the time already showed at 9 p.m. The girl stood up from her seat and started packing her things. There was nothing he had brought, just a small bag of money and a cell phone he had put back on the table.

Yes, he had wanted to bring his phone, but he stopped when he remembered the phone was bought with Alvian money. He also put down all the cards ranging from credit cards to black cards that Alvian gave him.

The poor girl slowly stepped down the stairs, the condition of the house was deserted, even all the lights had been turned off, understand this hour was the time to rest, not least the art and others.

"Where is Ron Aira going ? It's been a night outside too deserted non." Ask Mr. Doni with a suspicious look.

Aira smiled faintly looking at Mr. Doni's face in a friendly manner.

"You go to minimarket bentar sir, there's something I have to buy."

"But non, why don't you take it Mr."

"Mas Alvian is asleep sir, sorry if builtin must be very tired."

"Then the father who bought him non, it's night you are afraid later on the road non why napa." He said with a worried tone.

"You sure want to buy me what I need."

"What does non Aira need ?" Curious about the middle-aged man because the girl in front of him rejected his offer.

"I need a sanitary pad, sir, if you want to buy it. Please buy me a c**** brand pad that makes the night, the length of which is 29 centi, and not the winged ones sir." Obviously Aira at length, he was sure the man would definitely object and sure enough, Aira could see the look on Mr. Doni's face that turned into a misbehavior.

"Why sir ?"

"Hehe.anu non sorry, but non Aira only buy, you better wait not here." He answered while shaking the horse.

Succeeds.

"Alright then, Mr. Lock just scared me for long. Later when I get to scream." The reply that was carried by Mr. Doni's head.

Aira came out the gate with a heart that felt sore and sick. Before he really passed from the house, he turned his head around and looked at the mansion that had made him feel very loved and appreciated as a woman.

Goodbye, Oma, Alvian. I'm sorry I had to go and thank you for accepting me. Accepting myself who is in fact a bitch until anytime that.

Aira rubbed the rough tears that flowed down her cheeks, before she finally turned around and went further and further away from the house and all the memories that were there without looking back again.

Aira continued to walk tirelessly, until she finally reached the great streets of the capital. Look at the vehicles that are passing around him.

Aira continued walking until she was exhausted and sat at the bus stop. Opening his small bag and staring at the 3 pieces of red money inside.

"Where should I go ? What should I do with this money."

Aira stared at the money she was holding, she really did not bring a penny or a single valuable item given by Alvian. Everything he put on the nightstand in his room. There was only a small necklace around her neck.

Aira touched the necklace on her neck, a small necklace given by her beloved mother. The only legacy of her late mother when she turned 19, the age before the next day she married Sean. Exactly 3 years ago.

Mama, would you be upset if Ara sold this necklace. Don't be mad, ma, Ara needs money.

The girl's heart wanted to shout loudly, her heart slashed. Why when he really has opened his heart, fate again toying with him as if he is not allowed to live happily.

A metallic black car stopped right in front of her did not make the girl realize it because she was busy with her thoughts. Until a voice so familiar made him re-conscious from his daydream.

"Fine.."

Aira looked up and looked straight ahead as someone she knew stood there with a smile. The tears escaped when the angel came back to him. Instantly the girl stood up and took her hug. Spilling her great sadness.

"Alexes.." His light is interrupted between his sobs.

Alex, yes the figure is Alex, in fact only the man who always comes when he comes back injured. His best friend always comes like an angel.

Alex, the man hugged the girl who is still attached to him, he loved Aira, not love her. Because he realized his love was only for Jiza. Just after he drove his girlfriend home, his eyes accidentally caught a figure sitting alone in the hallway. And who would have thought if that figure was Aira, the girl he really loved like a sister.

"Let's go home." Invite him who was immediately answered with a headband, he was afraid if Alex's actions made his best friend misunderstand.

As if knowing what Aira was thinking, Alex broke down a sweet smile.

"Let's go back to Jiza's house." Clearly and instantly Aira nodded with a small smile framing her beautiful face.

The two get into the car and Alex drives his car back through the night to the house of Jiza, his girlfriend.

Meanwhile...

Alvian who was in his work room seemed to stare at the empty bottle of drink. That's the fourth bottle he touched tonight. The man was so frustrated, regretful with his words that must have made the heart of the girl he loved hurt.

Jealousy trumps her logic until she brings up the girl's past with her challenge. Everything he did was out of jealousy without him finding out first.

"Sorry baby, my jealousy is hurting you. I'm just afraid that you'll come back to her and leave me." He regretted it without him knowing if the girl he hurt had indeed left him.

Alvian looked increasingly drunk with his already messy appearance. Even just walking he could not, until finally he collapsed the sofa in his work room. Late with tears that kept dripping in the corner of his eyes.

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