The woman's face leaned down until it was only a fingernail's width away from the man's face. Their hot breaths mingled.
"Hisep lambengong ...."
[Translation: Suck my lips ....].
That sweet request sounded like an absolute command to the man. He immediately seized the woman's lips. Using his tongue, he traced her teeth and aggressively explored her cavity, as if he wanted to devour her soul through that deep kiss.
Noticing that the woman on top of him was gasping for air, the man withdrew his face, leaving a thin silver thread of saliva between their reddened lips.
Gasping for breath, the woman greedily inhaled the oxygen in the air. Her breathing steadied and her heart settled for the final attack.
Now it was the woman who took the initiative. She kissed the man's lips with a sincerity and passion, a perfect distraction to hide her murderous intent.
With her left hand, the woman gently caressed the man's steel-hard left arm. At the same time, her right hand carefully crawled into the gap on the right side between the cotton mattress and the wooden bed.
The dagger was now in the woman's grip.
Using the energy of her pent-up rage, the woman pulled out her dagger and aimed it at the man's neck.
Still lost in the passionate kiss, the man suddenly felt a strange gust of wind and saw a flash of light out of the corner of his left eye.
In a reflex, the man pushed the woman's hand away, but his lying position combined with his mouth still locked in the kiss made his response inaccurate. The push only managed to slightly shift the direction of the attack.
Thud
Indeed, the dagger missed the man's neck, but it still pierced his left upper arm deeply. Yet, that was not what the woman intended, hence she withdrew the dagger. Red blood gushed like a fountain, soaking their still-entwined bodies, transforming the bed of lust into a slaughterhouse.
Before she could swing it back at his neck, the man moved with lightning speed. He channeled his inner strength into his palm and, with one merciless movement, gripped the woman's right wrist, which was holding the dagger.
Crack
The woman's face immediately drained of color, an excruciating pain piercing her nerves. Her right hand had gone limp like a dry branch crushed by a giant's foot. The dagger then fell.
"Aaakkkh!"
The woman's screams were not only because of her broken bones, but also because of her failure to kill the man. But she still had hope and did not give up; her hatred was far greater than the pain.
With her last ounce of strength, the woman swung her left hand. She wanted to see his eyes dim, she wanted to cut off his breath even for just a second,
she wanted to choke the man beneath her!!!
"Mati ko!" hissed the woman amid the storm of pain.
[Translation: Die!].
Unfortunately, the man was now fully conscious. He snorted lowly, dismissing her fruitless efforts. Once again, he swung his energy-filled palm into the woman's left arm as it slid towards his neck.
Crack
Once again, the horrific sound of crushed bones echoed. The woman's left arm followed the same fate. Her two hands, now horribly deformed, throbbed painfully and hung uselessly at her sides. She collapsed onto the man's chest, gasping for breath between the indescribable pain and the bitter reality.
The man then burst into laughter. His baritone voice echoed throughout the room.
"Pengin matyani ingong ko?"
[Translation: You want to kill me?].
More laughter bursts forth.
"Rara Jonggrang, tutugana apa sing huwus bok amiwiti dhisik."
[Translation: Rara Jonggrang, finish what you started first.].
That sentence sounded like an order from hell. The man proceeded to move his pelvis again. He had no intention of ending the union.
It was clear that the man wanted the woman to pay for every fake moan she made.
The mood in the room had completely changed from an erotic play to a tragedy. The man moved his hips roughly and didn't care at all about the tears streaming down the woman's face.
Both of the woman's hands hung limply at her sides like broken bird wings, swinging helplessly each time her body was jolted by the force from below. Her waist was bruised from the man's strong hold to lock her position on top of his mighty cock.
No longer did the woman emit seductive, falsely high-pitched moans. Her lips were only slightly open, emitting hoarse, ragged moans of pain.
Following several final, extremely forceful and deep penetrations, the man finally let out a low groan. Once he had released all his essence, he pulled his hard meat rod out of the woman's body.
Thud
"Ah!"
By the man, the woman's body was thrown to the left side and slammed hard against the wooden floor. Pain from her crushed hands crawled to her head.
The man got off the bed and picked up his clothes lying on the floor.
"Huwus ping telu jajal matyani ingong ko." It was a cold voice, echoing in the room filled with the smell of blood, sweat, and semen.
[Translation: You have tried to kill me three times.]
"Kapingpisan, jajal mandem ingong urip-urip duk sumur Jalatundha dakcungkil. Kapingpindwa jajal manuhuk ingong dan kapingtiga jajal manekek ingong," the man paused for a moment to tighten the knot in his cloth, then continued with emphasis on each word, "Ya huwus uga angalangi ingong angabangun sewu candi, gundik-gundikko bok konkon manumbuk lesung dan angabakar pari-pari ing sisih wetan dadyan sumemu huwus esuk. Arepa kaayon ingong marang rupako dan arepa huwus daksuduk kakanyakanko, tetepa ingong wwang lanang ikang adrewe aji."
[Translation: First, tried to bury me alive while I was digging the Jalatundha well. Second, tried to stab me, and third, tried to strangle me. You also prevented me from building a thousand temples, you ordered your maids to pound grain and burn straws in the East, making it look like dawn. Even though I was captivated by your beauty and even though I took your virginity, I am still a man with self-respect.].
The man then grabbed the woman's dagger, which had failed to pierce his neck. It was still covered in blood from his arm. He gripped the hilt firmly. Without a moment's hesitation, without a shred of pity for the beauty he had just enjoyed, and without waiting for a word out of the woman's mouth, he ....
Thud
In the silence of the night, the sound of metal piercing flesh was clearly audible. The woman's body twitched once, her eyes wide open as if trying to take a last breath that never came.
Slowly, the man pulled the dagger out, leaving a gaping hole in the left chest of the woman he had once longed for, and letting her body lie stiff in a pool of her own blood.