One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 52

Fragrant was struggling in the kitchen, having just finished slicing the onion, when his ears heard a commotion like an angry person. He sharpened his hearing, then frowned when he believed it was Nata's voice.

Why is Nata angry? Who is Nata angry with? What is Bi Jenah?

So many questions in the mind Harum.

He had never heard of Nata being so angry except when he first learned that Hangga had married him.

Nata's voice sounded loud, but Harum could not hear clearly the sentence Nata said.

Curiosity is disturbing, making Harum stop its activities that want to peel garlic. He then went to the place where Nata was.

From behind the wall connecting the dining room and television room, Harum could clearly see what was going on. The middle mind is full of emotions. And Hangga was struggling to assuage Nata's anger.

“I'm sorry, Nat. I don't love the same fragrant. I'm just in love with you. What I do is just as fragrant as an error. I promise I won't do it again.” Fragrant biting lips held tightness, hearing the confession of Hangga in front of Nata.

A confession that made his heart instantly feel an overwhelming pain. It hurts so sick. The very thing about.

Just a few minutes ago, Hangga froze her lovingly, even repeatedly thanking her. Also call ‘Sayang” which makes it hover.

Now the man made a shocking confession that managed to drop Harum to the bottom of a very deep abyss. After previously tossing it into space.

Fragrant right hand pressed against the chest as if to dampen the tightness that was so narrowed. Warm threads began to urge at the corner of the eye, but he with all his might held back that the fur did not fall down on the cheek.

The cheeks that had repeatedly blushed due to the treatment of Hangga a few hours ago, even a few minutes ago.

Fragrant dragging a piteous step closer to Hangga when she saw Nata had passed from the face of the man who had successfully catapulted and knocked her down in an instant.

Hangga looked surprised when she found Harum had been standing nearby.

Hangga can see the radiance from the clear eyes of his first wife who sparkled. It implied a deep wound.

The woman who had just been made happy stood up while looking coldly at Hangga.

Some fragrant jokes stared at Hanges. His eyes wanted an explanation from Hangga for what he said just now.

Is it true that everything that happened earlier today was unintentional? Is it true that the Hanges do not want it and do not want what has happened between them? If indeed it was an accident, then why did Hangga kill him twice?

Even the intimacy that occurred early this morning almost went three acts if only Harum obeyed the will of Hangga. But then Hangga undoes her intentions as soon as she sees Harum grimacing in pain.

Pala Lu meleot's. The mango!! (the curse of the Ntunizen)

The twenty-six-year-old man just silently stared at Harum with a glare of eyes that Harum was unable to understand. The mouth of the man seemed locked. Not a single word was spoken from the lips of the two-wife man.

Fragrant who failed to understand the meaning of Hangga's gaze, finally chose to enter the room and immediately closed the door violently. The twenty-one-year-old woman threw her tiny body on the bed. The bed that a few hours ago bears witness to her happiness. Before the happiness was finally broken.

Hearts are broken not playing. Of all the wounds that Hangga has ever incised, this is the most painful.

Why is it so hard to say a sentence that really dropped him.

Fragrant in the prone position, buried his face on the pillow. Her tears spilled down the pillow which still left even a trace of the fragrance of the Hanges.

Wet eyes were increasingly pouring profusely when the view Harum fell on the blood spots on the white sheets patterned flowers. The traces of the fort of chastity that had been destroyed by Hangga early this morning.

“Astagfirullah, astagfirullah, astagfirullah.” Harum took a deep breath and then said Istighfar repeatedly to relieve tightness that so hit the chest.

Harum did not regret the actions of Hangga who touched everything he had. Because as a husband, Hangga has the right to do so. Even with Harum as a wife, obliged to give it voluntarily.

But, at once, he felt hate. Hate himself who is too deep to expect love from Hangga.

He should not expect too much of the intimacy that occurs. He should not have dissolved in the cradle and thought that the Hanges did it out of love.

Isn't love just for Nata?

After being satisfied with shedding tears, Harum inching up from his position. Wiping off the trail of tears on her wet cheeks, she dragged a step towards the closet and opened the drawers inside. His hand took out two green and red square-shaped books which were none other than the marriage book of himself and Hangga.

While sitting on the edge of the bed, he stared at the marriage book. The husband's marriage book and the wife's marriage book, both fragrant which save. Because from the beginning, the Hanges did not care about the official documents that became legal proof of the marriage.

Just like the first Hanges never cared about it.

Harum took a deep breath while putting his hand on his chest to measure how strong the pain he felt was. Is he able to survive or just give up and leave this toxic marriage?

The shadows of the two parents of Hangga flashed across Harum's mind. This is what makes Harum never think to separate from Hangga, as sharp as the man incised the wound.

Ms. Mirna and Mr. Hendra are not just in-laws to Harum. Both of the parents played a lot of role in every stage of Harum's life.

"What should I do, O God," said Fragrant as she wiped away the translucent whirlpools that had decayed again.