NOT A LOYAL MAN

Episode 14: Forced Pov Day

When my eyes opened I was already on the living room sofa, mbak Yanti was busy compressing the bruise on my face, while Nina was just glued to look at me like she was disgusted to see me.

Mas Heru introgasi me, why I got battered like this, I told you that I just got beaten by brother and Father Tiara of course I did not tell you that I was beaten while piercing Tiara's body.

Hoping to get a defense from my only brother, but in fact not Mas Heru already know my behavior from Nina. Mas Heru was of course very ashamed of my depraved behavior.

And damn still chasing me, Tiara came with you and her brother came, they held me accountable, I was forced to marry Tiara.

At first I refused on the grounds that I was married, had children and a wife but they did not want to know, already embarrassed tomorrow I have to go to Tiara's parents' house and marry her.

I can't do anything about it, Brother Tiara threatened to finish me off if he refused to marry Tiara, everyone blamed me, I was wrong.

Mas Heru gallantly made sure tomorrow I would marry Tiara. The sky has fallen on me.

I did love the sexy Tiara but never intended to marry her, I did not want to lose Nina the wife who had been supporting me all this time. And it's true that I thought Nina asked me for a divorce.

Rice had become porridge, inevitably had to be eaten, I ended up marrying Tiara fortunately my wallet that Nina confiscated had been returned so that I could pay the dowry and wedding fees.

After we got married, we contracted for a pretty nice house even though it was small, this is where Tiara and I now live.

I thought after marrying Tiara my happiness would be perfect, it turned out that I was wrong. Tiara begins to show her true nature, is realistic, too demanding and worse she cannot be a good wife.

That Nina always treated me well, served me wholeheartedly even though I never supported her.

Indulging in my stomach with her delicious cooking, my clothes were always clean and tidy, being gentle with me and my family.

In contrast to the incredible Tiara, she never cooked for me every day we ate so, sometimes eating a fancy restaurant according to her cell.

Our dirty clothes were carried by the kelaundri, if he did not want to be followed by his anger exploding, he could lash for days.

Nina's money that I used for business with Joko was up, my savings did not have because all my needs were met by Nina.

The only way I asked for inheritance rations to both my parents, even though it made my parents angry anyway finally my share was paid by Mas Heru.

That money I used to buy Avanza cars that I used as online taxis, I needed income to finance both of our lives.

Basic Tiara matre, since he received the money he came back to be sweet to me after the money ran out again he acted and was often angry indistinctly.

Although both come from simple families, both the youngest child and only daughter, Nina and Tiara are two individuals who are far apart.

Nina is independent and tough woman while Tiara is spoiled and selfish woman.

There was a deep regret when the magistrate's hammer was pulled to inaugurate our divorce, my beautiful diamond I threw down for gravel.

Yes, the nature of Tiara is not as beautiful as her face, today her attitude is increasingly becoming indifferent to me, acting as she pleases, leaving without saying goodbye. Sorry it's useless I chose it now regret it I have to swallow it myself.

My income as an online taxi driver is not enough to meet the Tiara glamour lifestyle, my income in a day is only enough to hang out once Tiara at the Cafe, sometimes just enough to eat. Understandably living in a small city like this not many who use the services of online taxis.

"Mas, for the money. I want to meet at the Cafe with my friends, have not been beautiful long time, miss me" Tiara put her hand on me, Tiara, then I can just open my wallet in a doldrums and hand over the money sheet.

I dizzy myself thinking about this rice, want to complain to my parents I did not dare, I have been banned from going home to my parents, because it is considered as the cause of my father's disease relapse.

"Today's the last time you made trouble, please stay away from us, we're old let us live a quiet life" My mother said the last time I came home with Tiara.

Complaining to Mas Heru was not possible I was still afraid of the murkana.

"You're a child, you can't make your parents happy ! you can only cause trouble and humiliate old people ! you better not come here again ! we don't need losers like you !" Mas Heru's anger exploded as he handed the money to me.

Really dizzy I made it, at home there is no eating even water is not available, all buy and buy. In this case, my income will not be enough. Tiara should have married a conglomerate instead of me.

With the face of the wall I dared to come to Nina's house, there was Exel who was cooking fried rice for breakfast.

"But you've had breakfast ?" I just shook my head.

"We eat with Pi, this is Exel cook Papi's favorite fried rice" Exel thrust a plate of fried rice making worms in my stomach starving to thrash.

"Where are you ?"

"On top of the dance again, he said today want a reunion with his friends"

"If Papi's fried rice eats later what's your mama eating ?"

"Later mami Exel make instant noodles just calm Pi, Mami will not be angry, itung-itung al-akukahkan ?" Exel's words made me ashamed, I was indeed worthy of being blessed because I was poor.

"Old time we didn't have breakfast together like this huh Pi ? Papi kangen no, can eat another table with us like we used to ?"

Exel your words successfully made my regrets deepened.

"Who told me to finish my food ?"

I looked towards the owner of the voice,

"Nina ?" she's so beautiful today, she's getting fuller, her face is getting groomed making me really fascinated.

The term Widow is more tempting indeed, my ex-wife who is now widowed makes me back tempted.

Too bad he always turned me down raw I just considered him an ex that should be thrown in place.

Seriate....

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