Love Smells

Chapter 38 The hatred

" Let me drive home." andrian offered to dhita.

" No need to bang, I can be alone anyway I will return to my workplace, there are still many responsibilities that I have to complete." dhita's responsibility refused andrian's offer.

" We must keep the distance bang, lest our closeness even cause slander." he continued again.

" Well if that's what you want, and if you need time alone come to the villa there somewhere safe for you." andrian reminded me again about the villa he gave to the dhita.

Dhita simply nodded, without the slightest smile on her lips. How could he possibly smile while his heart had been so hurt.

Dhita stops a TAXI that happens to be passing in front of her.

" First bang." said dhita to andrian as he passed into the TAXI.

Andrian could only look at him until the TAXI disappeared in the distance.

" It's all because of me, if I had refused my engagement to bellinda I would not have suffered like this, I'm sorry dhita, I'd have stuck you in this relationship. If only we hadn't failed to get married, I would have made you the happiest woman, again forgive me dhita." andrian muttered in regret.

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Dhita arrives at the bookstore where she works after a journey of almost an hour.

The atmosphere in the bookstore is not as usual, the atmosphere is so quiet and silent only whispers from employees who whisper to each other.

" Hey, it's not that dhita mbak did not expect yes.people who are so good and polite turned out to be able to do something very embarrassing." whispered one of the employees on his professional friend.

" Yes, it turns out that the hijab-wearing person does not guarantee his morality." whispered the others reply to his friend.

Again a dhita pratiwi must swallow the bitterness into an ingredient of a shaking. It is sad that the fate of the dhita after a long time trying to fight the trauma must now be faced again with a situation that is not much different. For the second time he was forced to retreat by reality.

" O Allah, give your servant the strength and patience to face all trials." dhita prayed in her heart while continuing to walk away through the employees who were blaspheming her.

Dhita stepped into her room, sitting on a chair next to her desk and crying. He reached for his phone to see photos of their memories that looked so warm and friendly.

With tears that continue to flow dhita shifts one by one the photos stored in the memory of his phone. Their various poses capture, who would have thought that a relationship that is so beautifully established must end just like that.

" I'll always love you mas, no matter what happens, I won't back down I'll keep trying until you accept me back." dhita kept looking at the smiling photo of Arjuna as if looking at him.

" No, I cannot be weak I must show the same mas arjuna if I am not wrong." dhita wiped her tears, trying as hard as possible to face this situation.

" It doesn't matter if I have to fight alone in our love, I'll get your love back and your mother's blessing mas." dhita is determined to fight alone, long ago when he still had the love and trust of arjuna he was very difficult to get the blessing of mommy rita, and now he is completely alone whether he will be able to get through his days without love and trust.

Dhita felt bored of his mind could not concentrate, only the image of arjuna dancing in his mind. Not a single file of job reports that he understood, his brain was completely messed up. Arjuna's voice says "I give your sister back !" kept ringing in his ears.

" Ah, I better go home first it seems like my brain can't function." lamented dhita as she got up from her seat. He stepped out of his study.

Dhita again walked past the employees who were still busy shaking himself. Dhita prefers to ignore all that, she just keeps stepping out.

The heart of the dhita thumped when it saw a luxurious car stop right in front of it. A smile was etched on his lips as he looked at arjuna, lover or ex opening the car door.

" Mas, ar.." said the happy dhita he thought that Arjuna had changed his mind and would love her again like the previous days.

but how surprised he was when arjuna stepped to the side of the car and opened the door next to him without even glancing at him.

A beautiful and sexy woman stuck her white legs out on the car door. The woman is nothing but an image.

The view of the dhita was immediately fixed on the image, then he remembered the speech of arjuna who wanted to invite himself to his engagement.

" So what I'm going to lamar mas arjuna is an image ?" I can't believe his vision. " Is it possible that mas ar is as easy as loving another woman ? no this is impossible." whispered the dhita in heart.

Apparently arjuna was deliberately to avenge his heartache, without hesitation arjuna kissed the cheek an image that made the woman like floating in the wind. " Oh my good, why is he so romantic ?" the image wondered in its heart.

With a blurred look because both eyes have been filled with tears that began to float dhita turned her face he could not watch the lover was making out with another woman who was none other than own superior.

Regardless of the dhita arjuna went to enter his car after being satisfied to make the dhita jealous.

Unbeknownst to the image, arjuna rubbed his lips which he had used to kiss the image cheek with a handkerchief, actually he also did not want to do that if it was not because he was forced to make dhita jealous while avenging his heartache.

Citra stepped about to enter the bookstore but he deliberately approached the dhita first, he was curious what his expression was like dhita.

" Image." greeting dhita with a big smile as usual.Slightly invisible he was angry or jealous only her eyes bulge due to frequent crying.

" Hi... dhita." the image answered the greeting dhita, he felt astonished why dhita was still ordinary, not seen the slightest hint of jealousy.

" I'm sorry, I didn't mean it...."

" It's okay, I know you love Arjuna, right?" dhita cut off the image speech.

" Where do you know dhi ?" citra asked in wonder.

" There's no need to be clear." dhita smiled.

" Are you not jealous ? you still love not the same arjuna ?" the image is more astonished to see the expression of the usual dhita, maybe if he who is in that position must not be doubted, no doubt, he would have grabbed her hair or perhaps slapped her a thousand times because he had dared to tease her lover.

" For me love does not need to be in the umbar, or proven, does not love have to have ?" dhita asked back.

" Yes, but I still wonder about you ."

" What should be confused if God wills then the soul mate will not go anywhere."

As in the lightning strike the image of hearing the dhita's stylish speech is very relaxed. How the image will not be afraid because dhita get the love of arjuna with pure, while he gets all with all his cunning.

" I go home first huh." said dhita stepped away leaving a confused image.

Although a simple woman, a dhita is not an indiscriminate person who will do everything without calculation, she has guessed that everything that happens to her is the result of imagery. But dhita just shut up and try as quietly as possible while thinking about what steps he should do in the future.