Forced to Marry Stepbrother
15. Diabolical
POV DIEN
“Di..., last night why didn't you go home? Your father until nyari.”
My new hand will scoop the vegetables had to stop. Staring at Mother who was sitting in front of me— seemed still waiting for an answer.
“Enight Dien to friend's house, Mom. There is a lecture assignment, but because of the night, Dien nginap,”, my answer is steady to the Mother.
After that, continuing my intention that was delayed— spooning clear vegetables.
“Tumben once nginap. Usually go home.”
Looks like Mom's suspicious now.
It was clear from the look on his face that he was trying to investigate my strangeness.
It's true what Mom said, I never stuff once overnight at a friend's house. However, the story is different from last night, because I did not want to meet the woman, I was forced to avoid her by leaving the house.
Sounds cowardly indeed. However, that's. I still feel uncomfortable and reluctant if I have to meet him, especially to see the face of the pretentious and innocent. Just disgust me.
“MasyaAllah, Son. You are so beautiful, dear..”.
Next to my brow raised because I didn't understand what I was saying.
No rain, no wind, Mother suddenly said that. Who is beautiful? Couldn't that compliment I'm making?
“Who is beautiful, Bu?” I'm still curious about what he said just now.
The mother who was asked just smiled as she continued to stare at me. I mean, I'm staring straight behind me.
It seems there is someone behind me who is so attention to Mother because since she was still enthusiastic to look at him.
“Sit here, Son Kana. We had breakfast together.”
The deg!
As soon as my heart beats fast, my mood swings too. Cold sweat began to wet the hands and temples.
Is it better that I should leave now in order to avoid it? Truly, this self still does not want to see his face. My heart is not ready to receive his presence again.
My heart beat grew increasingly timid along with footsteps that began to sound closer.
Trouble trying to regulate the roar of breath, also dampen my emotions. As much as possible I will be mediocre and prove to her that I have now forgotten her completely.
It seems he has been sitting next to Mom because I can hear the sound of the chair being pulled. Meanwhile, I still pretended to concern myself with my food because like I said in the beginning, I didn't want to see his face.
“Di.., this is Kana. The girl you told me about yesterday and Kana is Dien, Mom's son.”
However, it seems that I don't want to have to look at him so that Mother does not suspect that I already know him.
Slowly but surely, I began to raise a face that hopefully this facial water does not look like someone who wants to avenge him.
The deg!
The vibration in this heart is still there especially after seeing him who is now wearing a hijab owned by Mother.
Whether my gaze is problematic or indeed it is, her face now looks much prettier when compared to the last time we met.
There's no polish mace up on his face. There was only a thin layer of lipstick on her thin lips.
For a moment, I couldn't take this look away from her face until Mom's voice dawned on me.
“Di..., you why, Nak?”
“Ah, no papa, Mom. Dien just remembered that today there was a morning lecture. So, must leave immediately, my elak” is in a hurry.
“Lho, you have morning lecture? Though I told Iska that she wanted to come here today. Said you wanted to talk about your wedding date.”
Uhuk...
“Yes Allah, Na..., why are you, son? This is a drink first. Eat it carefully, dear.”
At first glance, I can see that the woman looks surprised or maybe more precisely looks moody after hearing the words of Mother earlier.
A moment later, the idea of making her jealous or perhaps the revenge plan came to this head. It seemed like the right time to make him feel the pain he had once inflicted.
Think I'll just shut up after what he did to me? Unfortunately, I'm not willing to forgive him. I will make him regret deeply for betraying my true love first.
“Why didn't Iska tell me, Mom? Tumben he came not say?”
“Don't ask Mom, Di. What mother knows. Just call Iskanya. You said you had a lecture today. Would pity if he came here and you don't exist.”
“Iya, run out of this. I'm kaba—“
“Assalamualaikum..”
My words were cut off because I suddenly heard a voice I knew very well. Yes, that's my girl's voice—Iska.
“Waalaikumussalam,” says we are almost in unison.
I turned around and approached Iska. Just to show the woman that now I have someone who I love very much.
“Why don't you tell Sister? Can you pick me up if you want to come here?” my words began to mingle with Iska.
“Kak Di will have to go to college, I don't want to trouble Brother.”
“Take Iska to sit down first, Di. Poor Iska stood still. Right here! Be seated! Next to Kana!”
“Kana?” ask Iska confused. I saw his face now staring at the woman who was still sitting quietly beside Mom while bowing her head.
“Who is he, Brother?” whispered Iska in my ear. It was obvious from his tone that he was curious.
“Say Mother her name is Kana. I met him at the river. Looks like trying to get away. But, it's lucky there's Mom and the people around the river who help her.”
I saw Iska still faithfully listening, while the woman was just silent while bowing her head.
“Kakak not to think, about what is in his head until he wants to finish himself. Maybe his life was hard, huh? Therefore, until you want to do the deed sehina it.”
Again, I tried to glance at the woman, but her position was still the same. Still looking down, maybe embarrassed to have to pay attention to his innocent face.
“You can't get like that huh, Ka. Brother doesn't want to lose you. Brother really loves you,” I whispered to Iska, but my voice is still loud enough to be heard by Mother and the woman.
Intentionally? Yes, I did do it deliberately so that the woman was hurt.
Cruel? Yeah, I know. Let's just say I was that cruel because maybe he would get hurt. But again, I don't care about that.
“Astagfirullah, Di. Since when can you talk like that, son? Apologize to Kana now!” mother who suddenly inexplicably angry at me.
Instead of apologizing, I smiled as I looked at her cynically. Now his face was shown.
“Sorry, Aunt. Everything was. Sa-I permission to the back? Excuse me!” said the m*rahan girl. And without warning, he immediately ran into the room that is now his room.
His voice sounded vibrating. Our eyes clashed for a moment. His eyes look red. It seems like he wants to cry now. But I don't care. It's even good when he cries. That means, my plan to make him hurt worked.
“Quick Chasing Kana, Dien! Apologize to him! You've hurt her heart, son. We don't know what really happened to him to the point that he did such a thing.”
I'm starting to wonder why Mom was so defending that r*dahan girl.
Did Mom have her seduced to the point that she was so cool to side with him? You hypocritical woman. So look deceiving and seek the attention of Mother.
“Kak At..., there apologize! Pity him, Brother. The words of Brother were very cruel.”
Gosh..., why is Iska now even participating in defending the woman?
Mom and Iska still looking at me. Makes me careless of their attitude. This time, it seems like I must indeed comply with their request. Really makes me in trouble.
“Akh..., yes-yes, this is I'm sorry,” he said ruffled while ruffling his hair because it was too upset about the attitude of Mother and Iska who did not side with me.
With a sontai move, I finally tried to chase after the s*alan girl. At least now he is pretending to cry.
T.c., s*al.
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