FIRST NIGHT (Season 1, 2, And 3)

[SEASON 3] - Chapter. 3

The next morning, at about nine o'clock, Rasti just finished bathing. He heard someone opening the closet door. He saw Raka was cleaning clothes and moving them into a suitcase. Rasti was confused, she did not understand what her husband was doing? He approached Raka to find out.

"Raka, where have you been from yesterday? Mama same Papa call nanyain you keep knowing. Keep going, is this nothing? Where are you going again?" tanyanya.

"Gue where it's none of your business!" hardik Raka's.

"Can't be anyway, if I say the same I don't have to use any veins! I asked because I was worried! You are also my husband."

Raka sneered, exhaling violently with a feeling of annoyance. "Ngapain elo worried about me all? you think I'm a kind of kind of a kind of kind of kid? How many times have I told you, don't take care of my life! Remember, our marriage from the beginning was just a compromise. Black on white. There's no feeling. Don't forget that!" he emphasized the word compromise.

"You're going with Helen again? Are you guys staying here too? Where is your conscience as a husband, Raka?"

"You want me to go with whom the cake is not your business. I also won't forbid elo for example want to have a girlfriend out there. Whatevers! We live each other's lives. Don't make it hard."

Always Raka's speech managed to slice the inner Rasti in there. He was bored and tired of all the pain he had inflicted on him. Even though her heart had truly loved her with a whole soul, it still could not change her husband's feelings for her. Raka is still a stubborn man, by himself, and always speaks harshly to him. Repeatedly Rasti thought about what was wrong. The answer is only one, he married a man who never loved him. And maybe that was the biggest mistake for him. Plus, he was also confused, why he could fall in love with someone as fuck as Raka? There was no answer in his heart.

Someone entered without permission. It was as if this room was his own. Helen approached Raka and flanked the man's arm. A kiss she accidentally landed on the cheek of her dark lover. Right in front of Rasti's eyes. Truly adding salt on top of the gaping wound that Rasti felt. This was not the first time they had looked intimate and affectionate in front of Rasti. However, the pain is actually more and more felt to slash the mind. With a heavy heart Rasti could only look away. His two hands clasped tightly onto the rope kimono towel he was wearing, with a crunching feeling. Mixed, wanting to be angry powerless, wanting to cry incapable, wanting to scream too embarrassed. For the many times, Rasti can only surrender and surrender.

"Well, Beb? Want me to help?"

"No, just sit there."

"You're making a fuss again with your wife?" Helen glanced at Rasti who was busy sorting out her own clothes, intending to change in the bathroom only later.

"Decision."

"Why don't you split up anyway? Same I'm better, right? No need to use the status above the stamp? Have fun."

"Wait until I sign the inheritance letter. I just told you all this ambiguous drama."

Raka's answer caused Rasti to lose focus. The clothes he was holding fell off. His body felt limp, as if all the joints and bones in his body were helpless. A tear falls on the cheek. He wiped it with great difficulty. Another hand clenched with anger. It was hard to hold all this back.

He approached them both. After making sure there were no tears on his face. His expression was full of firmness as well as merciless pangs. "Don't worry, Raka, than you're tired of waiting for our farewell time to come, I'll end it now!" screeched with a lighted look. There was a blaze that was difficult to explain its meaning within those shiny eyes. It was as if the fragility and misery he had just overflowed.

And the door was closed. Raka slammed the clothes until all scattered. Helen's confused. He thinks it's good if Rasti asks for a divorce from Raka. In fact, it was a bad thing for Raka.

The treaty remains the agreement. First, Raka's parents will not give her a penny of inheritance, if Raka does not marry the girl of their choice. Second, Raka will not be the heir again if he and Rasti divorced before his parents gave up all. Third, Raka will be crossed off the family card, if he is caught cheating by his parents. Obviously, all the articles of their agreement are very detrimental to Raka at this time.

If not for the kindness and stubbornness of Rasti, save all the rottenness and infidelity of her husband from the in-laws, maybe now Raka will not be able to enjoy everything. He is just a man who likes freedom, does not like ties let alone restraints. But, he also could not live without wealth and money. This made him forced to be shackled by the necessity of marrying a girl he did not know before, and he did not love until this moment.

Moreover, the purpose of this honeymoon is for the sake of the presence of a baby. At the request of his parents, Raka was forced to obey. How can he sleep with someone who is not in his heart? He doesn't know either. In fact, all this time, many women have made love to him without a heart bond at all. What's the problem with Rasti? Why is Raka so reluctant to touch her own wife? This is always a question for the soul of Rasti who languished.

Rasti finished wearing her clothes. He's back outside. Raka sat on the bed alone. Rasti's eyeballs looked around, there was no Helen there.

"Where's your dark boyfriend?"

"I'm getting kicked out. We need to talk seriously!" Raka stood up. There was anger in his eyes, but as hard as he could bear it. Presumably, things are turning around at the moment.

"I'm hungry. Lazy to talk about anything again. If you want to talk, we'll have breakfast first. After that, I'll pack my things and go back to Jakarta. To tell mama papa that we can't keep the household anymore."

Raka glares. "Lo ngancem me?!" peciknya emotions.

"Why? Do you feel threatened? Isn't that what you want? Separate from me? Then, can you have fun just as much as your cheating? I'm good, right?" rasti's reply doesn't care. The scratches on his heart were too deep to treat.

"What do you want elo? Cepet said!"

"You sure you want to know?"

"No need to talk a lot. This time we made a more solid deal. Instead, you can't tell me about all this."

"OKAY. Wait here." Rasti passed towards her bag lying on the nightstand. He was looking for paper and bullet. Then write something. After that, he handed it to Raka.

"This is what I want. Can you?"

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