Between Love and the Mafia
33. Martial Law

A violent clash had scratched Bela's forehead, fresh blood flowing. But there is no intention from Bara to stop it all. His hand also shrewdly slapped back on Bela's cheek. It was as if he had vented what he wanted to get out of it all.

Bara also kicked him without glancing at Bela's mercy. He had been blind to hurt the little girl because of the little mistake he had made.

"Aaaa, you're a girl who doesn't know how to profit" Shouted Bara with emotion.

His anger was already on the verge of patience, it felt Bara wanted to immediately finish off the little girl because she was fed up with the offense Bela did.

Bela can only endure the pain. He was silent about the behavior he had done that made everything chaotic.

"I told you not to run away from me, our marriage is not over and you have dared to run out of my reach" Bara said as she pulled Bela's hair back.

He looked up at Bela until he looked at her. Bara crouched down in front of Bela who was already sitting limp on the floor. But Bela still did not cry.

Suddenly Bela's lips smiled slightly, her heart wanted to say something that she had long been craving for a few months after she lived here and married Bara.

"You smiling? " Said Bara was surprised by the girl. Bara clenched his hands as if ready to pounce on the hateful smile of the girl.

"You're funny sir, you're marrying a teenage girl that she should have felt her youth with her peers. Not always in brackets in the environment you want. I'm the same high school girl they want to feel freedom with" cried Bela full of emotion.

"Whatdidyou say? You dare to fight me" Bara's eyes were sharp and ready to hit. But Bela still with his stance.

Bara's hand wanted to slap Bela back, but he stopped. He thought a little at the words Bela gave. Her heart slightly agreed as Bela was still a teenager and needed the freedom to express herself.

"You forced me to get married, I didn't approve of that but I needed a place to stay and that's what I was thinking about. And now, you can kick me out of here" Bela's heart was full of grief and had been stored for a very long time in her.

"Are you crazy? " Snapped Bara with a very high tone.

"I'm crazy, because I'm crazy to follow your cruel plot and enter your cage" Bela said with a shout.

"I'm used to this kind of violence in life, but no human being gives me this kind of affection like my mother. And they were all fakeuuu" Bela's cry grew louder. He was unable to endure the thousands of pain he suffered.

Bara immediately smothered Bela's mouth so that the girl's voice did not fall out loud to the room oma. Because he didn't want to when Ima heard all that.

On the other hand Bara could only listen to all the outbursts of Bela's heart. He also felt guilty for never treating Bela well. Every time his anger peaked, then his hand did not hesitate to slap.

He always felt that he was right and Bela had to obey what was said without having to ask if Bela was burdened or not. There was not even the slightest care to glance at a poignant girl before him.

"Your words are right, I'm just a crazy girl because I never cry" Bela continued as Bata released her provisions.

"Stop yelling stupid girl" Bara gave a warning back but it was of no use to Bela.

Bela rose up with a body so weak. His steps were limped to take a change of clothes and immediately went into the bathroom without half a word again.

The door was tightly closed and only the crackling of the tap water flowed quite profusely. Bara's eyes could only see his steps leaving without saying anything. He sat on the sofa pondering over the deeds he had done without feeling to the little girl.

"Aaaaa, stupid, I'm stupid" Anxious as he grabbed his own hair.

His eyes again saw the traces of blood that still adorned the walls of his room. Even his hand is seen still clutching the remnants of hair that was released from the head of BBela

When anger comes, he always wants to forget it endlessly. His anger is always mounting and must find an outlet. And this time Bela again became the impingement of Bara because he had done the thing that was hated by Bara.

To atone for her guilt, Bara left her bed as Bela's place to rest. He lay on the sofa and tried to close his eyes so that he could not refuse to sleep on the bed.

"Only my mother loves me" Bela said with a stream of water that flowed quite fast.

Fresh blood flowed along with the flow of water, the pain and pain mixed with him, but even more pain was his heart. He remembered his mother again, because every sorrow was only a mother who was always in Bela's heart.

Just a piece of photos that he would shoot, but this time there was not a single photo that he held to complain the bitterness of his life to a mother.

Her tears also flowed with annoyance along with the harshness of the water curtain from the sower. Sometimes he tried to calm down so that there were no traces of crying in his eyes.

*crack*

His body was fresh, but his heart was still broken because it was constantly surrounded by violence in his life.

He could not run because there was still no way, all must be lived Bela with a chest of air until fate walked to the place of happiness in the future. Bela's hope must continue despite having a small chance.

When he came out of the bathroom, he had seen Bara falling asleep on the sofa. Regardless of it again, Bela immediately looked for a medicine box to treat the wounds on her forehead and the bruises on her body.

"Where is the medicine box, instead of her being here" Bela murmured as she searched for the medicine box on the dressing table.

He searched but could not find it, just minutes later he realized that the medicine box was already on the nightstand next to the bed.

Without saying much, Bela immediately cleaned the wound on her face and covered it with plaster. As well as giving ointment to bruises that scar. Then he slept in the night in a silent sadness. Her tiny body curled up full of the suffering she was going through.

Morning

In the dining room, oma was confused looking for her granddaughter Bela. Because usually every morning Bela will stop by the room oma to help him and teach walking. But this morning he did not come.

"Is Bela sick? " Tanya oma broke the still quiet silence of breakfast without talking about Bela.

Klara and Mario can only be silent, they do not know what to talk about. Because it is impossible to tell what happened yesterday. Then it will make the biggest surprise for oma.

"Why are you quiet? " Task oma back

"Bela is sick oma" Sahut Bara who just came down from his room.

Oma wanted to visit Bela but Bara tried to convince her that Bela needed enough rest to recover. Bara did a lot of ways to prevent oma from visiting Bela.

"Oma wanted to see him" Oma's eyes stared expectantly so that someone could help oma go to Bela's room.

"No oma, his body is very weak and he needs a lot of rest. Bara has also called the doctor" said soft words full of confidence from the embers, he spoke so that oma did not see the state of Bela at that time.

Oma's feelings are mixed but she must remain calm and enjoy this morning's meal even though it is not lust as usual because of Bela's absence. After that they lived life like days of baisa.

Mario left school with anxiety for Bela. Likewise with Klara who went to work but her mind is still tied to Bela. While Bara drove the oma to the room to rest.

Today coal deliberately does not want to go anywhere because it wants to keep Bela who needs supervision. He was severely injured by Bara's blow, so he wouldn't leave Bela.

*crack*

"He's still sleeping, it seems like he's really very sick" he said inwardly as he looked at Bela who was still asleep.

The guilt in Bara has not disappeared. Several times he saw Bela's stomach whether it was still breathing or not. Because he also has a fear of loss.

The trauma of losing a loved one is still imprinted in Bara's life so it is very difficult to get rid of. Therefore he does not want to lose back, even though Bela is a new person who enters his life.

Bara sat on the sofa while occasionally looking at Bela who was slumbering with all her nightmares.

"Ehmmm" The heavy sound distracts Bara.

"You've woken up? Eat this porridge so that your body is healed quickly" asked Bara enthusiastically while giving a bowl of porridge, although his face still looks flat and cold.

Just as Bela opened her eyes, the embers instantly gave her a bowl of porridge that she had brought specifically to Bela.

Without saying much, Bela closed her eyes again to get calm because she did not want to see Bara's face. Every time he saw it, a hatred appeared within Bela.

"Are you still sick? I've called a doctor for you and he'll be here soon. Eat this porridge first so that your body does not limp" attention Bara give although not with warmth, and without him realizing that he has a high concern for Bela. Bela remained silent and closed her eyes.

There was no other choice because Bara had to give up. He realized that he had been guilty of treating the little girl using violence and burning emotions.

Bara again sat on the sofa while looking at Bela who had opened her eyes but was still resting on the bed. The look of regretful face was revealed in silence by Bara.

"I was hungry, but did not want to eat in front of him" His mind again exclaimed, his eyes staring intently at the porridge and milk on the nightstand as he swallowed his salivary.

Bara's lips smiled small because he knew that Bela was hungry and did not want to eat in front of him. There was a bit of pity in Bara's heart, he tried to do something to get out of the room and make the girl eat.

"this time the pain in my body was quite severe" Inner Bela exclaimed I felt pain all over her body.

She tried to move her legs and hands a little. The punch also gave off a trace of pain in the morning as Bela opened her eyes. He stared at the ceiling of the room, looking at every corner so he wouldn't get bored.

*Tock,tock,tock*

"Excuse me sir" Not long after the doctor came, Bara immediately opened the door.

"Come in, check my wife properly and give the best medicine" Bara ordered the doctor.

"Good sir"

During the examination, Bara still sat on the sofa while looking at the movement of the doctor who gave direction and examined Bela as a whole.

Doctors also treated the scar on Bela's forehead, as well as gave some medication for the bruise that imprinted in order to ease her pain and remove the scar.

"Sir, your wife will recover in about 3 days. And it's better if you take him to enjoy the fresh air so that he does not get bored" explained the doctor at Bara.

Bara listened to the advice of the doctor as best as possible to ensure the recovery of Bela faster. When the doctor left, Bara approached again but Bela still turned her gaze away. Because he felt annoyed when he saw Bara.

That morning was not as usual, Bela who was full of laughter had to be silent in silence because her cheeks felt so painful to talk let alone laugh. So he chose her to calm down and stay in bed.

"Are you going to keep looking at me?" Ask Bara. But there's no answer.

"Well, I want to take you to a beautiful place. Do you want to come?" Bela remained silent.

There is no other way Bara does except to hold Bela so that he can bring Bela to the place recommended by the doctor. It was done so that Bela did not stress and speed up her recovery.

"Don't carry me, I can walk on my own" Chief Bela coldly tried to release Bara's sling.

He could only stare at her. Bela got out of bed and went to the bathroom to clean up and change clothes. He grimaced in pain from the scar yesterday.

Staring at his body in front of the mirror, some red marks were increasingly blue in some dorsal points. Looking at the wound on the forehead that also started to dry but still very sore.

He mourned the sadness of his own life. There should be a place for him to complain after leaving his father's house, but in fact it is wrong because he still gets the same treatment.

*crack*

"Let's go somewhere" Bara wanted to hold her hand, but Bela returned and dodged.

His eyes were empty walking towards the balcony. Sitting quietly took a breath of air today. His laughter seemed to disappear, his face was silent in silence while staring at the ceiling.