Happy After Divorce

CHAPTERS 18. UNMATCHABLE

Sri's footsteps further eroded the distance between the middle-aged woman and the two people in front of her, Damar quickly turned her body. Just to prevent the mother to immediately see the presence of Anjani there, Sri stole a look at the back of the son.

"Why are you here?" sri asked in a probing tone. "Amira asks for help to take the groom's family to Bude's house."

"Yes, this is going, Ma!" Damar replied with a hard pounding heart.

Sri is seen glancing towards Damar's back, trying to peek at who was conversing with the son. Unfortunately Damar hinders Sri's vision, Damar's hand is seen pushing the mother's small shoulder to turn her back against Anjani.

Sri inevitably turned her body, stepped forward because she was pushed small by the son. "Eh, why use all the pushing. That's the woman you're talking to, who?"

"That's Damar's friend, Ma! He wants to talk about personal matters. So it's brought here, anyways near the house is noisy because of the sound of dangdutan." Dammar lies smoothly.

"Now on that date? Get in the food first at home." Sri replied, wanting to look back.

Damar quickly embraced the mother's shoulder, locking in the mother's movements. In order to continue to move forward without having to look back, Damar tried to keep the mother from meeting with Anjani. Can-can Anjani dikatai exhausted by his beloved mother, this young lecturer clearly knows better how unfortunately the mother in Dinar. In the eyes of the Damar family only Dinar was extremely valuable, even when there was a slight problem. So with greatness everyone will blame Damar, who said he should be able to protect Dinar well. Because of all the sacrifices Dinar had made to their families, it was felt that Damar was not considered a child in his own family. Little is said about how great Dinar is as a woman, daughter-in-law, and housewife.

Damar's achievements are immediately dim if juxtaposed with Dinar, even though Damar also tried hard to be able to graduate to become a lecturer at a leading university in Indonesia. Surprisingly, Damar forgot how all the things Damar got did not escape from Dinar's intervention as a wife. Even Damar was immediately called to teach because of Dinar's father who put Damar there, Damar seemed to forget himself.

"Where's the dinar not coming? Everyone has questioned the existence of Dinar? You have to answer what your relatives are at home. You called Dinar, didn't you?"

See! Just now Damar was thinking about the injustice Damar received from his family, the mother immediately asked where the wife was. Damar breathed in frustration, still hoping for Dinar.

"I've contacted Dinar. Anyway she'll come here, as Mama, Papa, and Amira want. Yeah, 'cause you guys need Dinar more than me." Damar complained.

Sri patted a small surface of the palm of Damar's hand on the side of his left shoulder. There was a light pang of pangs from Sri's lips, her son was jealous. "Huss! What the hell, you. We love Dinar as you love Damar. Treating Dinar as a child yourself, because of the kindness of Dinar. Even if Dinar cannot forgive you. Mama and Papa hope Dinar will be our daughter, because even to death the services of Dinar will not be able for us as a redeemed family. Mama and Papa feel really angry with you, what can you do. We only have two children. Until forced to be patient in the face of your war, this crazy one. If there are many children, we make sure to throw you away for Dinar."

Damar choked to hear the words of the mother who was considered quite frank, Damar thinned his lips. "I won't divorce Dinar no matter what, Mama. Don't worry like that."

Vaguely Anjani heard the conversation of the mother and child, making Anjani's heart torn apart. Though only yesterday Damar suggested that what is loved by Damar is only Anjani, Damar fed up with Dinar. But now everything is changing very quickly.

"Mas can't be like this to me! I'll make sure Mas Damar gets married to me. Whether Mas Damar gets divorced from your wife or not, I'll still be his wife, Mas." Anjani muttered with both hands clenched firmly.

***

"Thank you for coming here, Mrs Dinar. I'm afraid that Madam Dinar will not come here" whispered Amira with a soft tone.

Dinar who was still hugging Amira, gently rubbed the ayu girl's back lovingly. Reviewing the thin smile on her lips, before releasing her embrace from Amira's body. The two hands of Dinar touch the palms of Amira, which are decorated by white hena carvings in harmony with the kebaya dress worn by Amira.

"I'm only in trouble with Mas Damar, not with you and this family, Amira. That's why I will still come here, even though we are officially divorced," replied Dinar in a soft and soft tone.

Amira did not refuse to swallow her disappointment at the answer of her brother-in-law, Amira's great hope for Damar to reunite with Dinar. Although understanding, this is impossible after what happened between Dinar and Damar, Amira is also a woman who knows how the hearts of other women.

"Well! Yeah, I get it, Ma'am," Amira replied sounding heavy.

The room curtain of the bride was opened rough, the middle-aged woman was seen clasping tightly to Damar's hand.

"Well! It's look! Bude didn't see it wrong, did he? Your wife came here. You even said that out of town, you want to lie to Bude, you can't." The middle-aged woman pointed towards Dinar who was forced to comment on a faint smile.

Both pupils of Damar's eyes looked enlarged, again the middle-aged woman stepped closer to Amira and Dinar. Pulling the frozen Damar forcibly, seeing the presence of Dinar. Which looks more beautiful, but only a few days did not meet.

"Don't pull this, Bude!" damar protest.

Ningsih removed her hand from the niece's wrist, extending her hand towards Damar. Make the forehead of the Dinar shrivel deeply, because the palm of the hand is right in front of the face of Damar.

"CK! Which phone? Here Bude photos of the three of you. Here and there Bude is slang too, understand how to take pictures, you know. Where is the phone" said Ningsih in a proud tone.

Amira gave a small chuckle to hear the words of the aunt, just as Amira stalled her phone towards the aunt. The rectangular object lying on the bedside, Ningsih received it with an enthusiastic facial expression. Amira abbil right in the middle of the two, before sitting on the bed of the bridal room full of rations. Inevitably Dinar and Damar sat on the edge of the bed, as Amira's hands embraced the two.

"Bude count, yes," said Ningsih giving instructions. And the three of them suddenly posed, Amira commented with a big smile. Dinar commented on the thin smile while Damar glanced at Dinar beside Amira. "OK, one, two, ti—tiga!"

CLICK IT!

One picture was instantly immortalized on the screen of Amira's phone, Ningsih looks excited. While Dinar threw away his eyes, because of the sharp eyes that continue to pay attention to Dinar.

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