
"I DON'T LOVE HIM, Dad," Niar jolted with tears.
"Look at yourself, right. Niar depression again."
"Dad will speak to his Mother, surely the Mother will agree immediately. Only you can cure this child's depression" said Mr. Khorun.
"I'm not depressed, I just love Dirga. Don't love him" Niar said, pointing at Jicko.
"Patience, dear." Jicko embraces Niar's shoulder however, directly Niar tepis.
"Never touch me," Niar jolted back.
Before long, Ibu Sari came to Niar's father's house. Niar was crying. It reminded him of Niar's condition five years ago.
Son, just now Mommy is happy because Mother's Niarnya has returned. But why are you like this again?
Bu Sari approached Niar and Niar immediately rushed to embrace the body of the Mother.
"I don't love him, Mother. I just love Dirga" said Niar who was still sobbing.
Bu Sari's heart was very broken hearing this remark of her daughter. I want it to feel like Bu Sari is looking for Dirga and bringing him in front of Niar. So that Niar will be back to what he was.
"The wedding of Niar and Jicko will be held the day after tomorrow" said Mr. Khorun.
"Why is it fast like that?" ask Ms. Sari.
"Mother look, right. Niar is back in depression. I just want to quickly bring Niar to foreign medicine to cure his depression." Bu Sari's heart seemed to not believe the words of Jicko. Moreover, almost a week this Niar his daughter has returned to being the former Niar.
"Don't be too pushy, Mum. Poor Niar, let the wedding be as the invitation only," pinta Bu Sari.
"No!" mr. Khorun.
"This child only makes me ashamed if his depression does not heal" said Mr. Khorun.
Bu Sari's heart ached hearing the words of Mr. Khorun who is the real father of Niar. In fact, he never took care of Niar when Niar was in the depression phase.
"If, Dad was embarrassed. Just kill me, Dad. I'd rather DIE than marry HIM!"
A hard slap landed on Niar's cheek, leaving Bu Sari wide in disbelief. Niar looked at his father with a sharp look.
"Never dispute your words. It's lucky, Jicko wants to be with you" said Mr. Khorun.
In capital.
Dirga is still focused on holding meetings with the higher-ups in his company. He was still discussing the matter for the sake of the existing problems. In the midst of his seriousness, his heart was agitated. And spontaneously his head remembered Niar.
He paused the meeting that was going on. He turned on his phone. The message from Niar and his jaw hardened. Jealousy now controlled his heart. Many times Dirga contacted Niar. However, only the voice of the operator answered him.
Fear now filled Dirga's heart and mind. Until he called someone to keep an eye on Niar while he was still in Jakarta.
Kenan approached his boss who was sitting in his great chair. "Are you busy?"
The serious question from Kenan made Dirga stare at Kenan sharply. Kenan also handed the flash to Dirga.
"What's This?"
"As you asked yesterday" said Kenan.
Without lingering, Dirga immediately opened the contents of the flash. His eyes widened perfectly looking at the collection of photos along with his captions.
"What you suspect is true" said Kenan.
"They're married dates ...."
Kenan's speech came to a halt when Dirga received a call from someone.
"Married ... the day after? Don't joke."
Dirga immediately slammed his phone and cursed violently, evaporating all his emotions.
"Bring Wulan in front of me, TONIGHT."
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