
Nilam was uncovering the curtains, thronging the accompaniment of vehicles coming. The living room had been conjured with decorations a few days ago. The event will be held in that house. Nilam has a beautiful with a kebaya. Her hair was curled up in such a way. Smelling her body as fragrant as perias, until often mistaken, think Nilam is the bride. Yes, she is only a companion, a companion for the husband who will marry his madam. But, Nilam did not want to show his wounded heart, his gaze was calm even though his chest was rumbling.
"Then why did you let go of this place they made it a place to be, Lam?" yuki asked, he who had not been willing to what Nilam would witness today. Yuki has also been dressed. Nilam asked him to accompany her so that she was strong.
The Nilam family did not come. Mother was in deep shock when two days ago Nilam reported the painful news. Nilam's father was wrathful, but Nilam forbade the use of violence. Nilam has told the truth also about the power of attorney that is still a secret.
"What's wrong, ma'am, let them feel like they're winning at the moment. Soon they too will be kicked out of this house. Indra's money is not much when buying this house, Ma'am. You know what the story is like, right?"
Yuki nodded, there were tears falling on Yuki's cheeks, imagining Nilam's sad heart now. Nilam looked at the manager and his best friend then hugged him tightly.
"I need a shoulder to lean on, Ma'am. It's all hard, but I'm not gonna let me just lose." Patchouli sobbed the sedan in Yuki's arms. The two hugged for a long time. Yuki could only calm Nilam down with his wise words. He knows, so painful it feels to be cheated, let alone pretend to be sincere when the heart is not willing.
"You must be strong, never drop a drop of water in front of them!" whispered Yuki. Nilam just nodded, trying to calm himself for a moment.
Nilam's crazy body wrapped in kebaya made anyone amazed as he descended from the stairs towards the living room. There is an unpleasant look on the faces of both parents Marissa also both parents Indra himself. Nilam ignored them, his gaze straight towards the two people who were about to make a pact.
Can see, Indra's eyes focus on looking at her who looks so beautiful. Even her beauty certainly beat Marissa who now always makes pregnancy as a shield so that Indra sticky to him.
"Can we start?" ask Pengulu to Indra. Indra nodded. "Anada Nilam Asmarani, willing with this marriage?" ask the ruler again. Nilam stared briefly at everyone, then he smiled and nodded.
"I am sincere, Mr. Penghulu," said Nilam still with his graceful smile.
The event began to take place, the marriage of two people who have hurt Nilam will occur. Indra said akad smoothly. Nilam closed his eyes, the akad that Indra said like carrying a memory of memories two years ago when he was in the position of Marissa.
Nilam strengthened his heart, almost shedding tears. However, Nilam would not let a single drop fall. She wanted everyone to see her as someone who would not be oppressed because of her husband's marriage.
The ring has been pinned on Marissa's ring finger. Nilam again felt his heart rumble violently, he subconsciously rubbed the ring that was on his own finger. How hurt he was, finding one fact, there were two fingers embedded in the ring of two different women, in a household bond that turned out to be full of lies.
"Strength, Lam." Yuki whispered, grasping Nilam's fingers tightly. Nilam turned his head, then nodded slowly.
Then the event continued with celebrating the wedding. All the families seemed happy, the beautiful garden Nilam decorated to be a place of guarantee. Nilam spread a smile to anyone he met, he will not let people look at him pity, because it is not he who will lose, but two people on the lap that will feel the consequences.
"Muil ..." Nilam hissed softly, seeing Tommy walking towards him.
Everyone is focused on two people on top of the guarantee, but Indra is currently catching something else from Nilam and Tommy. His heart was burning with jealousy.
"Rilex, Patchouli. I'm proud of you who look so beautiful and strong today" Tommy whispered attentively. If Tommy could, he would have held Nilam tight. Unfortunately, he knew it was not yet time for him to do that.
"I'm fine, really." Nilam chuckled, while giving a glass of drink to Tommy who hastened to receive it with a smile.
Tommy's unrelenting presence became something that calmed down at this moment. Tommy himself now looks at Indra who is still staring at him from a distance. The man smiled cynically and then turned his attention to Nilam again.
Then Nilam chose to sit on a bench far from the venue. He didn't get upset when Tommy followed him. Indra was not focused at all, when the photographer was directing the camera, Marissa several times reprimanded Indra whose eyes seemed to be looking for.
Nilam took off the ring on his finger, Tommy raised his eyebrows looking at it.
"Why did you take it off?" ask the man.
"I don't like seeing him here anymore."
"I'll replace it with a more beautiful one" Tommy said.
"I don't need a replacement ring" Nilam replied.
"One day, I'll pin it to you."
Nilam looked at Tommy with teary eyes.
"Thank you for comforting me, Tommy," Nilam said softly, quietly, almost inaudibly.