I'm Not a Seductive Woman
The last tear

Kenan and Hanin are having dinner with Rasti.

“Ken, you will stay here ‘kan?” rasti asked, stopping for a moment his hand that had already sucked the food into his mouth.

Kenan also put down his spoon. He turned to the wife, whose mouth was swollen because of the contents inside that had not been swallowed.

“How, Babe?” ask Kenan.

Hanin closed his mouth to swallow the food that was already inside. While Rasti and Kenan's eyes are on him to get an answer. Hanin had not answered and as soon as possible, he swallowed the food in his mouth, making Rasti smile and Kenan so.

Rasti was eager to laugh, but he held back by closing his mouth. Father and son have the same taste. He recalled that when he was just in this house, his behavior was not much different from Hanin now. Only, the longer, he was trained to be able to look elegant, to become what he is today.

“Sorry,” said Hanin, after the food in the mouth was swallowed.

“Drink first.” Kenan offered a glass filled with water.

Hanin smiled and accepted the drink. Really, Kenan was getting anxious about the behavior of the wife, making her want to pounce again. Especially since this morning, he had not eaten those ripe lips.

“I want to accompany Mami here,” said Hanin, after spending the water that Kenan gave earlier.

“You don't mind?” ask Kenan again, to his wife.

Hanin smiled and shook his head. “Of course not. I'm even happy, because so do not get bored alone when you stay at the office.”

Kenan smiles. “Thank God, then.”

Previously, Kenan would live in his apartment, because he wanted privacy. He also appreciates the wife, who may want privacy in her household.

“Thank you, dear,” said Rasti to Kenan and Hanin with eyes fixed on the two alternately.

After dinner, they talked for a while. Rasti asks Kiara to Kenan. However, as usual, Kenan must have covered all the bad things to her mother about her sister. He'll answer everything is fine. Even though, Kenan still does not know the bad feeling about the sister is true or not.

The Gunawan house. Kiara woke up with a crumbling body, the core felt sore. But his stomach no longer hurt. She looked to the side and saw her husband still sleeping. He forgot to finish his meal for dinner, because Gunawan immediately invited him to this room by force.

Dretc .. Dretc ... Dragging

Kiara's phone rang. Slowly, Kiara walked up to the phone lying on the dresser. He saw a message from Vicky.

“Ra, are you okay?”

“Yes, I'm fine. Thank ye. From now on, there's no need to worry about me, because I'm back with my husband. We will start everything from the beginning.”

Kiara's tears shed again. This time, he did not want to ask his brother for help. He will swallow this bitterness himself. He accepts the consequences of what he did before, because Gunawan will not let go of him. Let it be, he bears all these risks himself, without complaining any more.

“This is the last tear, Kiara. From now on you can't cry. Okay!” kiara muttered to herself.

“You must also be strong.” Kiara again said to herself while stroking her stomach which was already twelve weeks old.

Kiara switched to the bathroom. He cleans the sensitive part while grimacing. Now, he has no heart for anyone, he just follows the flow of his life. Perhaps, this was indeed a punishment for the sin he had committed and he accepted it resignedly.

After cleaning, he turned to the kitchen.

“Non,” greet the Aunt, when Kiara is already in the kitchen.

Kiara smiled. “Tadi, I have not finished cooking for dinner, Bi.”

“Oh, this I've been forwarding a little, Non. I do not dare to cook, because you only want artificial cuisine, Non Kiara.” The Aunt pointed towards the vegetables and food ingredients that she had cut neatly along with the seasoning.

Kiara smiled back. “Thank you, Bi.”

Later, Kiara started sauteing the dish.

Gunawan. The aroma of cooking was smelled, until the room. The aroma of cuisine that Gunawan likes. Gunawan is still sitting on the bed. He bent his knees and propped his hands together on those knees. He rubbed his face rough, remembering how rude his treatment was to the wife. He still clearly remembered the groan.

Slowly, Gunawan got out of the bed and switched to the bathroom. He cleaned himself up, then moved to the kitchen. His stomach is very hungry.

Gunawan's feet came down the stairs slowly. He saw the wife who was arranging food at the dinner table. There was no sadness on Kiara's face. The woman looked ordinary, but only a few hours ago, she tortured the woman.

Gunawan approached Kiara and stood up while holding the dining table chair. Kiara turned to her husband and smiled.

“Come to eat, Mas.”

Kiara's smile, made Gunawan's heart sliced. This woman, indeed able to destroy Gunawan's heart. This woman who made Gunawan's heart broken, sad, vengeful. However, at the same time sore by seeing his attitude that seemed not hurt, even though he also felt that he had hurt this woman very much.

Gunawan pulled up a chair and sat there. Kiara kept serving her husband by taking the dishes and filling all the side dishes in it, just like she used to.

They also eat together in silence.