
Don't ask! How is Kiran's face at the moment. Shocked, disillusioned mix that filled the poor girl's pretty face. His pair of eyes - looked at Rangga with full , which looked calm, and did not show a hint of burden on his face.
"Mas...Are you serious about what you say?!" The silence that enveloped the room, broke when suddenly Kiran made a sound.
"I'm very serious, with what I'm saying."
Tears he tried to be weir-so as not to flow out, but what the power-finish there is a clear circle, which spilled also when the self was so disappointed, but, finding the man she loves only gives her a fake marriage.
"If I had known, this marriage was just a contract marriage! I can't possibly approve of this crazy marriage, even if I love you-Mas Rangga!"
"I'm sorry, who took you. Think of it as a favor, you to me! Because of my wife, Rani! Donated his heart, for you. And I think what Rani has done, is not as big as her sacrifice. Because thanks to him, you're still here."
The glass tub that was slammed very strongly - that was the image of a Kiran today. He really did not expect the man he loved so much to take advantage of his sincere love, just to avoid the match. Kiran could only look down embarrassed, even to stare at the man, feeling he had no face. Actually, she has to realize who she is? How could a man, classmate Rangga Wijaya, want to love him who is not comparable to his late wife, Rani! Very beautiful, and certainly smart.
"I'm so stupid! My great love for you has fooled my mind. And I'm too confident that you will sincerely accept my love. Actually I have to think first, where maybe a person like you, would love me." he exclaimed slowly.
Rangga could only exhale his long breath. There was a slight tightness in his chest, hearing Kiran's words that touched that heart slightly. The glint of the eye that had seemed to be blazing was instantaneous, when pity was momentarily lingering within the rich man. But quickly - Rangga brushed him off, for fear that there would be a feeling in the man.
"Quick sign there. You don't have to worry, for one year I'm gonna keep financing your life. And I'm asking you to take care of your attitude, because I don't want to - there's gossip out there - that's bad about you. At least take care of your attitude, for a year now - because people know you're my wife."
His heart was in pieces at this moment. But Kiran, still trying to stay strong, in front of the man she loved so much. Dag-dig-dug-the vibe of love back he feels-on Rangga, who does not reciprocate that love.
Painting a fake smile because the heart is crying, with a look to fulfill it all. Two teary eyes, staring at Rangga for his very love. But the man, just displaying his indifferent attitude.
"Mas.." call Kiran, when the black ink was - he would scratch it, where on the sheet of paper, it was written the name of self-nua as the second party.
"Sign up, I don't have much time. It's late, and I need to get some rest. You also know, that today is very tiring." replied Rangga, who did not want to linger with the girl.
"Oh God...What am I supposed to do? It's very painful. I love her so much, even love her so much. Until this heart is so hurt, when he says, if this marriage, only a contract marriage." bathin Kiran.
"Why are you quiet? Sign up quickly! I don't have much time, I want to rest. I'm so tired, Kiran..." Rangga raised the volume of his voice, finding Kiran who had never anointed his signature.
Weight. It was so heavy that the hand, when it would lead to a pen, was next to the map. Slowly that hand-reaching the pen ! And that pair of eyes, flung at Rangga, who still displayed his cold demeanor. Being indifferent, and the coldness of Rangga, made Kiran-s heart even more hurt. Exhaling his firm breath, and immediately put his signature there, because from then on Rangga continued to display his impatient attitude.
"Already Mas...I signed the contract."
"thank you. And once again, forgive me for getting you caught up in a difficult situation, which I faced in my family. But this is one way - so that I can be free, from this matchmaking. As soon as a year passes, I'll divorce you soon, so you can move on with your life."
Kiran painted her fake smile. Her heart ached again, when Rangga said - will divorce her, after one year later their marriage, whereas when saying a sacred promise, he was very hopeful this was his last marriage, he said, because only a Rangga is loved.
"Can't you learn to love me-Mas?" A little distance away - he looked at the handsome face there. Huge hope of himself, so that Rangga gave open his heart to him, even if only a split.
"I'm sorry. But this love, only for my wife, Rani. Because so big-taste love-this, made me do this crazy wedding. That is to marry you, to avoid my actual marriage to Adisty." Rangga confirmed his words. Although she knew Kiran was very disappointed in her, but she had no choice but to use the girl. Not wanting to linger in the room of his contract wife - Rangga immediately took his long steps, approaching the table where he had put it, the marriage contract letter.
Grab it, and speak to Kiran-before it passes from that place.
"Rest, it's night. I know, you must be tired. And from today on, this room is yours. Do whatever you want, and tell me what you need. Because for the next year, we will do the drama as a couple." exclaimed Rangga, and just passed from the room of the poor girl.
The dimness again enveloped the atmosphere of the room, when there was a light that broke through from the outside - when the door of the room opened. The cry that had been Kiran weirung, finally broke as well - after the departure of Rangga Wijaya from his room.
"I love you so much, Mom! Even love you so much...Why must this hurt? Though this love, so sincere for you Mas Rangga...Oh God, what kind of fate is this?! Why do you give love, which is so great? And you know! That love, will never be avenged." muttered Kiran, as the tears were already pouring down her two cheeks.