In the Virgin Room, Married Duda

Not Created For Me

POV Dimas

What I'm saying, Dinda's still in love with me! he would never really hate me. He wants to go with me, which means he still loves me very much, and it certainly makes me very happy. Not only am I happy because Dinda wants to come back to me, but I am proud of her, her look is getting more beautiful and looks more mature. I'm sure Dinda and bang Dika have nothing to do but fake marriage. After this I promise to love, and repair our relationship to return to what it used to be. I promise you, I'll make Dinda happy!

I'm sure our next life will be happy and harmonious. Thank you, Din, for giving me a chance to fix everything. Today I'm going to take Dinda to the place where we first met. I want to go back to our good times. I will make her happy, I promise!!

The Dinda POV

Me, I was confused by my feelings, suddenly Brother Dimas came to us on campus with a bouquet of white roses. I was so shocked at that moment, not to lose my surprise, he gave the flower to me and just thrust it in front of me. And stupidly I took it for granted between conscious and still unconscious I was pulled to leave the bang Dika and Fatih.

It seems like I was very difficult to reject the invitation of Brother Dimas, until the moment I realized when I saw Bang Dika who was holding Fatih from behind the glass of his car Dimas and Fatih were seen crying. I woke up but the car was already on the road and left them behind. I was sad, very sad when I saw Fatih crying in Abang's sling that I could still see from the mirror of Dimas' car

"Practice,,,,,,"

The car got further and I couldn't see Fatih and Brother anymore. Then I saw that Dimas looked so happy without feeling guilty, but he knew that I was married to his older brother.

Wait, where am I going now?

The POV

I was so shocked to see my sister with a big smile when she approached us, no! she did not look at me and fatih but only towards Dinda with a bouquet of white roses for her.

"Hi Din, conratulation on passing the test!" said Dimas with a face that looked so happy

Dimas gave the bouquet to Dinda and to Dinda's surprise, she received it.

"I'll drive you home?" said Dimas who immediately pulled Dinda slowly and took her away from us. Dinda did not refuse and continued to follow Dimas's steps leading her away. Even Dimas doesn't consider the existence of me and Fatih, not even a stale base. Instantly my chest felt so tight.

No!! Not to be rash, I must hold my own anger, if I do not remember who they are, maybe Dimas was battered when he dared to pull Dinda like before. But I realized, she's my wife, but she loves her. I can see Dimata Dinda still has love for him, I have to remember the reason I married Dinda. And I can't cross my boundaries.

I saw Dimas' car moving away from me and Fatih. Fatih continued to whine and ended up crying because her mother had left with her uncle.

"Unda yah, unda pelgi yahhh"

"Yes, you have a little business with Dimas" I replied to calm him down

"Unda, or au unda" he replied again in tears

"But Unda,,," said Fatih sounding sad as he pleased

"We're going home, yes" I said as I walked towards the parking lot

Long enough I persuaded him to go home, and finally Fatih wanted me to take him home after Dimas' car was no longer visible.

I sat Fatih in the front specifically for him. I turn on my Vespaku machine and I take it to our house.

All the way I kept thinking, maybe this is the answer to my prayers from the restlessness of my heart for the past few days. Dinda was not made for me, and God answered clearly. I was wrong, I took this relationship too seriously as time went on after I realized it. My mouth can say no, but my heart cannot lie.

Dinda's a nice, smart, gentle and motherly girl, maybe because of that I'm falling into a feeling I shouldn't have for her. Again, she's my wife, but she loves my sister.

As I was traveling, Fatih fell asleep in my one-handed sling, A few minutes after passing through the tiring streets, we reached home. I came down from my ivory Vespa and carried Fatih with me and brought him into the house. Then I opened the door and I took Fatih to his room. I put down the tiny body that had some time ago crying over the bunda now looks to have fallen asleep so soundly. I take off Fatih's shoes and I turn on the fan to cool the air circulation. After that I left Fatih alone in her room.

I closed the door to Fatih's room and ah yes, I haven't closed the front door. Then I stepped forward to close the door.

"Abanggg,,,,"

The deg!

"Mrr?!"

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To be Continue gaesssss 🔥