Marrying My Brother's Fiancee

EPISODE 184 IS WAITING FOR YOU TO ARRIVE

The door opened slowly and Bram stared in amazement at who was now standing there,

Diah stands gracefully wrapped in a flower dress with a large floral motif in a black background that is so contrasting with her white skin. The model is simple but looks so striking when worn by Diah.

It was like he was waiting for someone.

What makes Bram almost unblinking, his wife is almost unknown to him.

Her usual long hair in the pottery pigtails behind the nape was draped in a modern, graceful layer cut.

His face was as clear as marble, so sparkling and glowing in the reflection of the twilight light that made orange.

She stood not with her gloomy face stiff as usual at the sight but a line of smiles adorning her pink lips, so sweet without any burden.

If he doesn't know Diah, then he's really not sure if it's Diah, his wife. He looked much younger than he had remembered.

"Why just stand there? Don't you want to come in?" Tanya Diah broke the silence so quietly and straightforwardly.

Bram was still dumbfounded in his place, he had never been fascinated with Diah in his entire life, but today he swore that his chest was rumbling violently while staring at his wife.

With hesitation Bram stepped, his eyes could not be seen on Diah. The woman he made into a victim for the revenge of his love, is really beautiful and charismatic.

His little heart was busy whispering, as if asking himself, where he had been until he had never seen if his wife was so perfect.

"I knew I'd finally come looking for me. I've been waiting for you, mas from earlier." Diah smiled even wider, that smile really made Bram unable to say with words, how could he not really be amazed to see it.

Years had passed he had turned a blind eye to his wife's beauty but today he could not even resist his admiration for the changes that had happened to Diah.

During this time, this woman was busy taking care of her two children, caring for her firstborn who was sick almost half the age of their marriage although then eventually died. And throughout their marriage Diah swallowed every pain she incited either intentional or unintentional, raw without ever protesting anything.

With such misery, let alone taking care of the plants in the yard, taking care of himself he did not have the time and energy.

And today, Bram got a surprise, his wife was performing like an actress, only in less than a month left after the first and worst quarrel between them the other day, as Bram recalls.

When he was a meter away from Diah, his wife took two steps back giving way for him to enter, as if not wanting Bram's body to touch him, the impression was really clear.

"Where's bella?" tanya Bram tried to melt the tension and her suddenly nervous self. He was with a stranger in his own home.

"I've been going to his grandmother's house since this morning, while I'm getting better today." Answer Diah while following Bram's steps.

"Mas wants to eat? I've cooked a lot today."

Bram now turned his head with unbearable astonishment, that calm and relaxed attitude of Diah completely appealed to him. It was very different from the attitude of Diah all this time who always looked down in front of him with a scared face every time he raised his face to him.

"What's wrong with you?" Bram tried to show dominance with the voice made high, but what sounded out was a question tone like a choking person.

"Is something wrong?" Diah raised her chin, not the vaunted impression she showed but the graceful demeanor like a peacock. She looks even more sexy and charming.

"Sit down, we'll have dinner together tonight, like young couples dinner. I may have done it often with the affair of the mas eh....I mean the true lover mas or maybe with hundreds of other women but with me...? Akh, despite our seven-year marriage, never once have I felt that his name was dinner with a handsome man, who also happened to be my husband" Diah chuckled as if laughing at himself.

"I'm really curious to feel, even though maybe it's still too late to do it. But at least, the atmosphere is quite pronounced if I turn this candle on." Diah picked up a lighter and lit a large candle in the middle of the table and grinned happily as the candle glowed.

Bram was still standing in his place, staring at the unaffected Diah in his own tense pias Bram.

"I..." Bram called out that name in a raucous voice. The first time he suddenly trembled to call his wife's name.

"Yes, mom..." Diah says,

"Why did you look at me like you were looking at a demon? Am I that bad?" Diah raised her neat black eyebrows.

"Mas really not interested in sitting with me?" Diah nodded her face, as if

waiting for Bram to sit there facing the same dining table where a variety of menus have been available in front of them.

Diah is indeed a smart wife in the affairs of pampering the middle village, all Diah's cuisine always makes everyone can not not not cluck.

As the eldest son of a modest family, he was already trained to cook for his family.

Diah smiled slightly seeing Bram slowly pull the chair opposite her. The face was questioningly studded with doubt, he was so cautious that he was almost like a watchful cat.

She should have come earlier shouting at Diah as she planned, scolding him and questioning why he was so brazenly working without his permission, she said, until Diah would bow before him and as usual step aside into the room of their first son who was gone and weep there silently. After that, the business is done.

But all those scenarios seemed to evaporate just like that, Diah who was in front of him made him speechless. His appearance alone could make Bram lose his voice.

"I'll get you a rice pot, I'm sure you didn't eat anything today."

The cynical guess was so intense, as if he knew very well what Bram was going through all day from yesterday afternoon after the arrival of Sally who was rampaging at him.

Bram stared at the plate containing rice and his favorite piece of rendang meat. It looks interesting but the taste is gone somewhere.

"Why? Are you not hungry? I cooked a lot to welcome you today. Or...mas afraid, I'll poison Bram's mas?"

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