Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 4 Pretend Rigid.

...'A strong woman will consciously stop trying if she feels unwanted. He will not fix or beg. He'll just walk away.'...

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"Don't let people know you, because you're a despicable person. But get others to know you for your kindness" Dinda casually quipped.

"You," Angga's wife growled, pointing right at Dinda's face.

"What?" Kaamil challenged while prying the index finger from before her brother..

"It seems you are not self-conscious. Did you forget that you are a woman too? Hurting another woman's heart is like hurting yourself, because you too will be a wife. Are you not afraid of the name Karma?" tanya Dinda reminded her nature.

"It wasn't my fault, so there wouldn't be any karma. But it was your fault! Since it's been almost three years of marriage, you can't give Mas Angga a child," he said arrogantly.

"See me ..!! Now I'm pregnant with her child" she said in a slightly tall and proud tone.

Suddenly Dinda's heart was broken. His chest felt so tight, his eyes felt sore and watery. Like being stabbed by thousands of invisible daggers, wounded but not bleeding. Dinda was again reminded of her shortcomings, even the words were thrown from the mistress of her own ex-husband.

"Women are not ashamed" said Kaamil.

"Be quiet, Kaamil, how dare you call my wife," Angga said angrily.

"Before she became a wife, she was a very despicable woman. Even with his relish he lowered himself to accommodate the baby boy who was once someone else's husband," Kaamil loudly said as he looked hatefully at the woman who was berating his brother.

Fortunately, the surrounding situation is quiet because the day is getting late, only some people pass by. However, they still ignore the commotion because it is quite far away.

"Take a lookkk, you," one slap from the woman landed on Kaamil's cheek until her face turned to the side.

"Those who have sex." Dinda immediately went forward holding the hand of the woman who returned to throw a punch.

Dinda obviously wanted to avenge the woman's slap, but she still had a conscience and refrained from slapping her. Dinda is not a woman who likes to play rough against opponents who are considered weak. Because, the full is pregnant, Dinda may be blamed later if acting rashly.

Kaamil, too, can only clench their hands. As much as force held his hand in order not to strangle a woman he hated so much at the moment.

"I'm grateful to have divorced a man who didn't think I existed, and who wasted me! If not ... I might have been gil4 if I was still with him," continued Dinda growled.

"Basic berenggkk." The woman jerked Dinda's hand violently.

"Already Jen, we better go home! There's no point in fighting them." Angga pulled his new wife's hand away.

"Yes, you better go home! Because it would be futile to fight us, you are the bod0h ...," Kaamil cried bitterly at them.

"Your review ...!" the woman Jen was called as she screamed and rebelled a little when Angga pushed her into his car.

"Awass what? You're the one watching! Beware of kualat .. because it has picked an irresponsible man." Kaamil evaporated his emotions while shouting to accompany the departure of Angga's car.

"Already, Mil," said Dinda.

"What hurts?" Dinda rubbed the cheek of her sister.

"Awww, already know use the name .. held anyway!" groaning complained.

"Sorry." Dinda bowed sadly.

The words were still imprinted and made him so hurt by the treatment of a pair of humans who were so demeaning, it was not his fault if Dinda had no children. However, it was a test that God had given for his household, thus the eyes of his heart were opened. Whether to be grateful for it, Dinda can now know that her husband is not as good and loyal as he thought so far.

Kaamil, who realized Dinda's sadness, immediately embraced her brother's affection. Dinda returned her embrace and leaned against the chest of her sister's field along with shedding tears.

"Don't cry for that bad guy, there's still a good guy who will accept Brother's shortcomings" he entertained.

"Never think I'm weak! You know for yourself, don't you, what my powers are?" her small arms immediately curled Kaamil's neck to cover her grief.

"Awww, pardon Kak .. pardon ..," Kaamil groaned in pain, yes even though it was actually a little sick.

"Come, we'd better get home!" Dinda removed her arm from Kaamil's neck.

"Yes," Kaamil said.

Dinda smiled, her hands outstretched back. Kaamil who saw the standby directly. However, apparently Dinda's hand landed on Kaamil's head and shuffled it dear.

Kaamil was stunned to see the implied smile would be full of sadness. Kaamil knew that her brother was so hurt.

"I don't hope, someday you can make a woman who is willing to live with you .. never terbesit words regret even if only in his mind," said Dinda softly with a smile.

"Never let that woman down for what you did to her, but make her feel so valuable that she can't turn away from you. Because when women are happy, you're happier too. For you know it is because of you" the wise brother advised.

"God willing, I will do that," Kaamil promised with a smile back from Dinda's wounds.

"Amin," murmured Dinda assures.

"Do we just keep standing here? And don't go home."

Dinda chuckled at his prank, then Dinda immediately turned around and opened the car door.

"Let's go home, have you promised to follow brother from behind?"

"Asiiiaaaap." Kaamil gave both thumbs up and went straight to his car.

Slowly Dinda's car moved followed by Kaamil's car from behind.

Not far from them, again accidentally someone saw and noticed the interaction of the four of them earlier. He also heard shouting at each other.

"Baara, are you still here? Are you waiting for me?"

A woman who is quite beautiful and quite sexy came to greet her with a sweet smile.

Baara momentarily looked at him sharply and immediately threw away his face, completely uninterested in replying. Suddenly his gaze turned to a man walking closer behind the woman.

"Baara, I thought you were home," he looked wrinkled.

"Hmm, just got home!" he said in a cold voice.

"Would you just stay at our house?" haggle that woman.

Baara smiled wryly at the offer from the woman whose age was not much different from her.

"No, thank you," he answered quickly.

"I'll go home to my ex-mama's house" he continued, opening the car door.

"Mas Lintang, I'm ahead." Baara said goodbye after the windshield of his car was lowered.

"Yes, you're careful on the road" he said.

While running her car, Baara glanced at her rearview mirror. Baara could see that she was waving her hand while smiling at her car.

"Based on the wolf woman in sheep's clothing" he wrote in his heart.

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