Revenge Wedding

Down in the middle of the road again

20:00 at night

After dinner, Meira sat pensively at the table. All had returned to his room except Meta, the girl was still seen busy chewing apples in his hands.

Meta glanced at Meira whose face was so tangled. Just a quick look at Meta can guess that Meira must be thinking about Arga who lost his memory. He grinned when he remembered the incident earlier this afternoon.

"Ehem!"

Meta cleared his throat as he approached Meira's chair.

Meira glanced at a glance then returned indifferent.

"It must be very sad that we are not remembered by the people we love so much." The word Meta arrived.

Meira was just silent, she was lazy to fuss, today facing the change of attitude Arga alone had made her tired. He did not want to waste any more energy to serve this brother-in-law.

Meira stood up and was about to go upstairs, but Meta instead chased after his steps from behind.

"I'm sure Arga forgot about you because in his memory you're not special!" Meta laughed mockingly.

Meira took a deep breath.

"Better just let go of Arga, I'm sure she'll never remember you again."

Enough already! Meira turned around and stared intently at her sister-in-law.

"If you don't want your smooth cheeks to be chafed by my hands, you better shut up." Meira said with a grin, the grin was so terrible that it made Meta instantly speechless.

"You're threatening me?" Ask Meta fiercely.

"I'm just warning you!" Meira approached and glared at Meta to make Meta reflex walk backward behind the stairs.

His leg accidentally sprained, he fell and finally rolled down to the bottom floor with a bent position.

"Aw!" Met grimaced and tried to get up. He felt his whole body hurt.

Meira just silently pegged in the middle of the stairs to see the incident.

"Look, even without touching your brother, God has already warned you to keep your mouth open!" Meira getas.

Meta grunts annoyed he tries to stand up and wants to chase after Meira but Meira has already turned around and left him alone.

"Damn it! you fucking brat! how dare you play Meira with me! watch you! I won't stay at the gini!" Umpatnya upset while throwing the rest of the apples in his hand.

****

Eight o'clock exactly

That day Arga decided to return to campus. Mr. Heru could not force him to return to the company because Arga's condition had not fully recovered.

And for a while Arga's position was still held by his papa until Arga was able to remember everything.

Mr. Heru did not want to burden Arga with a job at the company for fear that he would be exhausted, so he decided to let Arga return to campus first for a while.

After breakfast, Meira glanced at the clock in her hand. Lothawat! the class starts in half an hour. He hurriedly walked to the parking lot of the house chasing Arga who was seen heating his motorcycle.

"Ga, can I not cry?" Meira asked when she was standing behind Arga's motorcycle seat. Meira bites her own lips, actually she is afraid to ask Arga, but what's wrong with trying?

Arga turned his head and opened the glass of his helmet, his two eyeballs directly staring intently at Meira.

"Nabengs? you told one of the drivers here to anter to campus!" Arga started to take his bike.

"But I want the same you Ga!" Kekeh Meira's.

But before Arga again said Meira had already taken action, he reached out his hand and held on to Arga's shoulders as a crutch to move his body position up the motor.

"Yep, let's go!"

Now Meira has been sitting sweetly in the backseat with a fluffy smile.

"Ngapain you? Downhill!" Jerky Arga fierce

"Why not!"

"Down I say!" Grunts Arga irritated.

Meira shook her head loudly, as if not afraid she instead hugged Arga's waist from behind and pressed her face against Arga's back.

Arga is getting emotional. Glancing at Meira from the rearview mirror of the motor, the girl was somehow like a caterpillar trying to stay close to her. Every time he saw his face Arga's chest felt tight.

"Diem's cigarette? come on Ga, soon my class will start!" Take Meira, her innocent face poking behind Arga's back.

Arga's jaw hardened, but immediately a plan was cleared in his brain. Arga also runs his motorbike through the streets in the city of Jakarta which began to look crowded.

Along the way Meira kept tightening her embrace. She was so happy to be able to hug Arga again even though Meira knew at this moment Arga must be upset with her.

But Meira doesn't care, whatever she will do so that Arga can remember it again, she will continue to stick to Arga, no matter if she will be scolded completely by this man, no matter how great a curse he would receive later, he would still try.

Before long their motorbike arrived at a crossroad. Arga pulled the bike over.

"Cock stop?" Meira frowned.

"Down!"

Arga opened the glass of his helmet.

"Engga!" Meira is still adamant.

"You don't know how embarrassed you are to be a girl! coming down!" The intonation of his voice began to harden.

Meira squeezes the strap of her bag. He has to be strong, he has to survive.

"But it's still a long way from campus." Meira tried to find an excuse and it makes sense because their position stopped at this time is still quite far from the campus area.

"I SAID GET OFF!" Snapped Arga without looking at it one bit.

Meira chuckled, she looked at that back with quivering lips.

"You deaf?" Arga. He then got off his bike. Staring at Meira who seemed to be about to hold back the cry. The girl was still sitting in the back seat.

No matter the people around who passed by noticed them, Arga lifted the tiny body forcefully from the top of the motor. Meira revolted but of course it was in vain because the energy of Arga is not a balanced opponent for him.

Before running back the bike, Arga brought his face closer to Meira's face until their distance was so close.

"Inget, Meira, even though we're tied up with marriage status doesn't mean you can be as close as me! if you are still brave too, I will make your life splash later!"

Meira who was still in shock could only shut up. His breath hunting, his chest tight, his tears slipping want to come out, but try to hold him dead. He did not want to look pitiful in front of Arga.

"Bye! see you at the college!" Arga said as he returned to the bike, without guilt he left Meira alone at the road.

Before her bike drove really far away, Arga glanced at the rearview mirror a few times to look towards where Meira was standing, the girl was still sculpting. Somehow the shadow suddenly appeared in his memory.

Arga blinked his eyes to stay focused. He felt de javu, this incident as if it had happened before. Put someone down in the middle of the road, but who?

that flash of memory only showed a glimpse of her who was laughing out loud while leaving a girl by the side of the road. The girl's face was not clearly recorded in her memory, who was she? is that Meira?!