Replacement Liver Driver

Chapter 3. Sister-in-law Pradha, Turns out ....

Pradha's tongue is twisted. He did not expect that Abipraya and Abirama were brothers. He's like he's been slapped.

This man in front of him, turned out to be an ex-lover who had long disappeared without news. The feelings are now mixed into one. Pradha is happy to see Rama again after a dozen years.

However, on the other hand, Pradha felt so frustrated and disappointed. Why did this guy just come home now? If Rama had gone home sooner, he would have asked his father to marry Rama.

"How are you?" rama asked with a big smile.

"Ba-good, Brother."

"Well, you know each other?" ask Chandra.

"We're close friends, Mom?" sahut Rama's.

A fella? Pradha smiled wryly at Rama's words.

There was a feeling of disappointment in the heart of the woman who now holds the status as Abi's wife. However, if Rama says honestly, his old story can be revealed. He had almost forgotten Rama, if only he had not seen the man again.

Rama suddenly left without a message. All communication with him was cut off at that time. His house suddenly went quiet. He just disappeared without saying goodbye.

After a dozen years of trying to forget him desperately, now he comes back. Pradha begins to forget about her, and has a marriage bond with Abi.

"Well, it turns out the world is not as wide as the leaves of Chinese petai!" chandra exclaimed, then chuckled.

Abi felt an awkward atmosphere envelop. He glanced at Pradha and Rama in turn. The man thought that the two had more than just friends. It is seen in both body language.

"What mom cooked?" Abi tried to melt the atmosphere.

"Ah, chicken betutu same rujak bulung. Let's eat!" bring Chandra.

The four of them went to the dining table and started eating Chandra-made dishes. Chandra occasionally tells him about Praba in his memory. In her eyes, Praba was a polite and cheerful girl.

Pradha began to feel uncomfortable, because she felt she was not the dream daughter-in-law of the mother-in-law. Once she finished eating, Pradha chose to head straight out to the back garden.

"Hah ... Why is your destiny playing tricks on me, Lord?" Pradha sighed violently then laid down her body on the gazebo floor.

Pradha closed her eyes, then enjoyed the breeze of the night that carried the scent of the flowers. Pradha inhaled in the scent of the yellowish-colored flower, thus making her heart a little calmer.

"Dha" call Rama.

Sontak Pradha opened his eyes. He was shocked and immediately sat down. She refused to look at Rama. He threw away his face, and chose to stare at the leaves that were swaying due to the baby's gentle blowing.

"Dha," call Rama again and sit beside Pradha.

"Hem," Pradha answered briefly without looking at Rama.

"You've been able to move on from me, huh? I find it hard to forget you. I'm ...." Rama's words hang in the air.

Silent, only the sound of gusts of wind and leaves rubbing against each other Pradha is still silent, lazy to discuss this issue.

"Where have you been all this time, brother?"

"I ...."

"Why did you suddenly leave without saying goodbye? Why did you just disappear without saying goodbye?" pradha asked with a trembling voice.

"Dha, I ...."

"So don't know how I've been suffering all this time! I desperately try to stay fine without you, Brother! And when I get used to your absence, why come again! Why?" Pradha's eyes began to redden, her shoulders trembling, with her chest rising and falling restraining mixed emotions.

"Sorry ...." Rama looked down and stared at the tip of his toes.

"All because of your father!"

Pradha. He was silent at once. She was trying to understand what Rama said.

"Why did Brother Rama take you? Just say you're tired of being in a relationship with me that doesn't want to be touched at all!" Pradha smiled wryly looking at the man beside her.

Pradha is one of the modern women who still maintain virginity. Even to this day, he was still holy and sealed. He just wanted to let go of everything for the man who truly loved him.

"Your father forbade me to have a relationship with you, Dha." Rama's voice sounded bright.

"Where is it possible? You are not that kind of person! Why does he want us to separate? You don't have a lot of reasons!"

"Are you sure Mr. Artha is that good?" Rama smiled as he looked at the sea of stars that were flashing in the sky.

Pradha frowned. He hated it most if Rama's old illness recurred. The man often revealed something with a puzzle, and it managed to make him dizzy and upset.

"Sister, please don't start this way again!"

"I am a descendant of Sudra, unlike you who still have the blood of a king. Mr. Artha forbade me from approaching you because of our much different caste." Rama smiled wryly as he looked at the woman he still loved so much.

"You're lying, aren't you, brother? Can Praba marry Abi? Why did you forbid our relationship?"

"Eitherway. What I do know is that your love is as easy as it's gone. Damn you married my own sister. Did you do this on purpose?" Rama smiled bitterly while scrambling his frustrated hair.

"I'm forced! I was forced because Praba suddenly died! After all, I didn't know you were brothers!" pradha shouted full of emotion.

Rama remained silent. He was wide-eyed to hear the news of the grief of the idol. The girl's favorite sister died? However, many questions revolved around Rama's head. Why should Pradha replace Praba and marry Abi?

"Why did you marry Abi? Wouldn't if the bride had died, then the marriage could have been annulled?"

"I was forced, because you held that colossal belief!" pradha yelled frustrated.

"Why don't you come early, brother. If only you had come earlier it might have been you who would have married me!"

Pradha drowned her face into the palm of the hand. Rama's heart seemed to be squeezed to hear Pradha's slashing cry. Throughout the love affair with Pradha, she had never seen him cry like this.

Rama always tried anything to see Pradha's smile. This time he felt guilty. The man wanted to re-engrave a smile on Pradha's lips.

Rama started to raise his arm, and slowly touched Pradha. He immediately took the woman into his arms. The Pradha head repeatedly.

"Sorry, what should I do now?" rama asked in a soft voice.

"I-I don't know, brother. Everything's getting very complicated."

Rama releases his embrace then encapsulates Pradha's face with both palms. Her thumb moved gently over Pradha's red cheeks, so that the woman's tears were wiped away.

"Dha, honestly I still love you so much. I can't not miss you. I'm almost crazy to hold back the tightness of this missed snare."

"Why did Rama not fight for our relationship? Brother should have talked everything with me" Pradha said amid sobs.

"Sorry, Dha. I'm a fool." Rama bowed lethargicly, and linked his fingers to each other. A second later, Rama raised his face.

"Dha, if we fight now .. can it still be?"

Pradha. He was very surprised by Rama's question just now. Struggling when he belongs to someone else? Wouldn't this be something very heavy?

"Sister, I ...."