FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

Treacheries

“Zain, give clarity about our relationship, how about my current pregnancy???” Zanet said with emotion that made me stare in shock, in disbelief.

“Shortly, pregnant??? Not that you have been single all this time?? You're not married, are you?? Ta - pi - ke - na - pa, can you get pregnant?? And ask for clarity on the relationship with Zain?? What is this really??? What do you guys have in relationship?? Isn't your relationship just a coworker??” I asked half-strapped, but gave me consecutive questions, I was still shocked by Zanet's statement.

But it seems that not only am I shocked, Zain also looks shocked by Zanet's speech.

“I'm pregnant son Zain Yas,“ Zanet replied with tears.

Zanet's confession is very difficult for me to believe, even I think maybe Zanet is not sane.

“Do not ngaco deh Zan, there is no way Zain pregnant you, just as I was he never dared to like, even a handrail just not dare, just not dare, especially until meng - ha - mi - li, but wait ..” arrived - suddenly I remember the thing that Zain always asked for, repeatedly Zain asked for more from me, Zain asked for more from me, he wanted something that we should have done when we were legally married, right my lover was often perverted, at first I thought it was normal, considering he was a normal adult man. My gaze now turned to Zain, it seemed that now Zain was trying to swallow his saliva with difficulty, looking down so deeply, not daring to look me in the eye. I grew suspicious of him, everything was inevitable.

“Zain, what .... what did Zanet say this was not right?? Everyone blame??” I looked at him expectantly, though,

“ Zain, don't tell me that all this is the truth ... Zain .. you .. “ arrived - suddenly my voice choked, as if a large rock was clogging my esophagus.

While Zain was still sculpting, silent a thousand languages, his head lowered and his eyes still lingered on the ground.

“Zain, let's dong, be honest with Yasmin, Yasmin must know the truth“ Zanet opened his voice, demanded a confession to Zain, as well as me, I was very curious.

While my heart continues to beat quickly, waiting for an answer that will be thrown by a man who now holds the status of ‘prospective husband’.

“I'm sorry Yas,“ is just that word coming out of his thin lips.

“Sorry?? Sorry for what Zain?? You don't have to apologize, Zanet's been bouncing, right?? Try to explain to me in detail, what is this actually??” Again, I tried to deny the truth that was clearly true.

“I'm not bouncing Yasmin. Zain, come dong you have to be honest, explain everything to Yasmin now“ Zanet looks increasingly furious and annoyed to see Zain who from earlier can only duck, while I?? Don't ask my heart what?? It's ruined! that's what I think.

“Zain, you see me, look at this, this is our wedding invitation card Zain, I beg you to talk“ My eyes are already glazed, glass, I sent a sample of invitation card that was given by Zain.

While the question does not give an answer. Zain just kept quiet without a word, and for me, Zain's silence was ‘iya’.

Fuck is that guy, after five years of being with me, how dare he betray me. Now how do I explain everything, especially to my parents??.

Is it because all this time I have always refused to do something wrong, so he has betrayed me?? Really??? Refusing to make love to her before halal can make her cheat?? I do love him very much, but give the crown that I've been guarding for a man who hasn't even been entitled to me?? Of course I would never do. Love is guarding, isn't it??? Don't they ruin each other??.

But now look at this man I loved so much, he chose to give his courage to a woman who was a friend. Does loving someone have to be like that??.

Now I realize very well, true what Mr. Ustadz said, there is no Islamic courtship, there will certainly be a rate of zina in it, whether it is eye zina, heart zina, mind zina. And other zina-zina.

“Your silence is an answer to me,“ I took a deep breath and took it out rough, I tried to toughen up, even though my heart was very broken. My chest felt tight, while my eyes were already glazed, which resulted in my vision becoming blurred.

“What did you say?? You said unintentionally?? So what is the meaning of our relationship?? Are you the one who comes to me every night?? You're also the one who always asks to stay at my house?? And you're also the one who seduced me to sleep with you??!” Zanet shouted in disbelief at Zain's words.

“Cukuupppppp!!!!!” I could no longer hear Zanet's words, which obviously made my ears and heart ache. Now I understand, why the last few months Zain is very difficult to contact at night, it turns out he is doing the ‘itu’ thing. I threw all the invitations I had squeezed into Zain's face. I left the two of them looking at each other.

Yes Rabb .. it hurts so much, this incident is never the slightest bit imagined, it feels painful, it is like a thing in the iris - iris. I kept walking, my eyes blurred, because the tears that kept expanding I held back, I did not want to let my tears spill before them, I did not want others to see my weak side.

Gubbrrraaakkk ...

Ah ... I hit someone who knows who, until I fell down, I then crouched down and cried as it turned out. While the one who hit me just fell silent looking at me strangely.

“Aduuuhh sorry, Brother, I accidentally" he said while trying to grab me.

“Go sanah!!!” I screamed while throwing his hand.

“What does it hurt like?” Ask again.

“Sickness, sakiitttt!!!” I screamed while hitting my own chest.

“Sorry Brother, I really did accidentally, besides Brother also why run - run in the parking lot??” Ask again, make me more senewen.

I turned towards him, looking a tall, thin, handsome, fashionable man, who I could tell was definitely below me, scratching my head, with a very confused, worried, worried face, and pity to see me.

“What should I bring to the doctor?? Which one hurts??” Ask again, breaking my daydream.

“Not there, already gone there!!!” I screamed again, unconsciously.

“But kok Kak sama nangis gituh??” Ask again to make sure.

“Little boy, it's there!!“ I then tried to stand up and walk towards the side of the road.

I stopped the taxi that happened to be passing by, I sat behind the driver, with a heart I don't know, I can't describe it with words, I don't know who to tell me all my pain today??? How do I explain all this to people who already know that I am getting married to Zain??.

O Allah .. Please help your servant.

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