Replacement Liver Driver

Chapter 21. Failed to Divorce

One week later, when Pradha's condition had completely improved, he was escorted by Rama to the house of Pranuju Banjar where he lived. The house of the Indigenous Chairman is not far from the Pradha residence, it only takes five minutes to visit the residence.

Pradha pressed the bell of the house whose porch wall was carved wood. Shortly afterwards, came out a twilight-aged man whose hair began to whiten. On his head there is a udeng (typical Balinese headband) that is circular.

"Please, Sir." Pradha smiled kindly while nodding politely.

"Honey, let's go in!" invite the man who is usually called Surya.

They went into the house and sat in the living room. Surya called his wife to make a drink, while the three of them chatted. Pradha is well known by the surrounding residents because it is a famous artist who is on the rise.

For residents around, Pradha rarely socialize. However, he is known as a simple and friendly figure. So, Surya also welcomed her well when Pradha came to visit.

"Tumben, Son. What interests?" surya asked with a friendly smile.

"Look, Sir. I want a divorce with Abi, my husband."

Surya's face changed. He frowned, then linked hands together. The man who was originally sitting relaxed, now changed his position to sit straight.

"If you can tell, what's the problem?" ask Surya carefully.

Pradha was silent for a moment. He is thinking about the right reasons and words, to convey the cause of the divorce filing. Pradha took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

"Look, Sir. Actually, my marriage to Abi happened because of a compulsion. I replaced my sister to marry him in order to keep the family name."

"Then?"

"After walking for these few months, our hearts did not intertwine, and ended in infidelity. Rather than littering the sacred meaning of marriage I decided to just divorce."

Surya nodded slowly while rubbing his chin. Soon he returned to leaning his back on the head of the chair. The man stared intensely at Pradha and Rama alternately.

"Who is this guy?" ask Surya.

"He ...." Pradha's words hang in the air as Rama cuts off the conversation of the two.

"I'm Abi's brother, sir. I drove Pradha out of pity for my sister-in-law. Abi cheated on her, and it hurt her. He'll be miserable if he stays with Abi."

"Who did I say I was cheating?"

Again Abi came suddenly. He seems to have eyes everywhere. He always comes at the wrong time.

Abi began to step in closer to the three people. Abi looked down at Surya at a glance, then joined them.

"It just so happens that Nak Abi comes. Our communication will be easier this way." Surya smiled wisely, then offered the drink that his wife had just put on the table.

"Are you willing to part with your wife, son? According to your brother, you've been having an affair. Is that true?"

"I cheated? Is it not wrong? It's precisely those who cheated, sir." Abi stared cynically at the dark lovers.

Hearing Abi's statement made Surya more confused. The man scratched his head while frowning. Surya looked at the three people before him in turn.

"Alright, as the Customary Chief in this region, I would like to ask once again. Do you really want to split up?"

"Yes!" pradha exclaimed and at the same time, Abi replied no.

Surya took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Finally he asked them all to go home. If Pradha still wants a divorce, then she must bring evidence that shows that Abi has cheated on her.

"Come, go home!" take Abi while staring at Pradha.

"No! You will hurt again! I don't want to get close to you!"

"Dha, don't argue!" Abi pulls Pradha's arm.

"Please, never approach Pradha again! I will never divorce her! The child he was carrying was my son, not your son!" Abi turned right, and got into the car.

Rama could only stare at Abi's speeding car leaving her in front of Surya's house. The handsome man's fingers were clenched in the pockets of his pants. His jaw is perfectly hardened.

"I'll keep an eye on you, Bi! I can't let you touch Pradha! He is mine!"

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Arriving at home, an annoyed Pradha went straight into the room. Abi repeatedly knocks on the door of the room, but is ignored by Pradha. The woman chose to remain silent in the room.

"Dha! Open the door, or I'll break it!" shouted Abi.

"No want! You bad guy!"

Abi kept trying to ask his wife out. She intends to renew the contract of her marriage to Pradha. However, a call from Astika makes him to leave Pradha alone.

After making sure Abi was no longer home, Pradha immediately contacted Rama. He asked the lover to come to the house and bring Sate Languan Ikan, which is satay lilit based on cob meat.

While waiting for Rama to come, Pradha decided to relax while playing the phone. Without feeling he has now moved to dreamland. Pradha had just woken up when she heard her phone ring.

"Hello" said Pradha with eyes still half open.

"I'm outside. Can you open the door?"

"Wait a minute." Pradha opened her eyes wide at the sound of Rama.

The savory shadow of fish satay lilit with Balinese spices makes his saliva continue to drip. Pradha immediately got out of bed and headed for the living room.

However, when he was about to open the door Pradha was wide. It turned out that Abi locked it from the outside. Pradha flicked her legs, then called Rama back.

"Son, the door's locked!"

"The gate is also locked! So, how?"

"I want the satellite" Pradha whined.

Now the eyes of pregnant women began to tear. Sobs also escaped slowly from her thin lips. Rama who could not bear to hear the cries of the lover finally decided to climb the fence Pradha house.

"Cup, Baby. I'm climbing the fence then. You wait in the room. I'll go in through your window."

Hearing Rama's words, Sontak makes Pradha excited. His sadness disappeared instantly. He half ran to the room, and waited patiently for Rama by the window.

Within minutes, Rama managed to get into the yard of the house, and met Pradha. A smile on Pradha's lips. He no longer welcomed Rama, but asked directly for the package brought by the lover.

"Where, Brother!" Pradha moved her fingers impatiently.

Rama smiled wryly at Pradha's childlike behavior. The handsome man immediately handed the package containing the fish satay. Pradha grabbed him as fast as lightning, then opened the package.

However, as soon as the parcel opened, Pradha frowned. His nose is wrinkled, while sniffing the aroma that emanates from the food.

"I don't want this satay!"

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