SECOND LOVE
CHAPTERS 140
Previous othor want to tell you first, hold your emotions. The trial was just a snap, 😁😁😁
Do not forget the support, soon mba Nilam will be finished.
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Nilam closed his eyes for a moment, before deciding to say everything. Maybe all this time he had been wrong to cover up a lot of things that happened between him and Utari. He thought, it is a simple thing that can be solved by giving up. But it seems he was wrong. Not finished, the problems that arise are increasingly complicated.
Nilam grabbed the phone in his sling bag. She has not answered any questions from her future husband. He scrolls through the menu and searches for the chat app he used.
"Now" he said, handing his phone to the Bas.
"I can't be the one to complain about all the problems, and hope to get a defense. All this time, I was trying to handle everything, because I thought people would come to their senses on their own" Nilam said with eyes looking straight ahead.
The originally confused bus, slowly understood the meaning of his future wife's words. He scrolls from above, chat between Nilam and Utari.
"That's the new chat, mas. Not to mention the direct talk from his mouth over the phone. And the peak today. Yeah, I admit, I snapped it this morning because of the kebaya cloth thing. But this morning was the first time I ever replied to her words that had crossed the line." Nilam still did not want to look towards the bus.
"Trus why are you arguing with mom?" Low-pitched Bus voice.
Nilam.
"What did he say to you?"
"Said, you began to dare to resist and yell at mother. I cried the same story."
Nilam smiled cynically. The drama of her future husband's family.
"Mas believe? Do you believe I'm yelling at people older than me?" ask Nilam, looking at Netra Baskara.
The man did not answer. Sure oes. This is about his wife and mother. He could only take a deep breath and then exhale it violently.
"I was educated by my parents to know the limits, Mas. From childhood I learned that. I always learn to be patient, learn to give up, and forgive. But that doesn't mean I can only step down, when someone else is already so presumptuous past his limits." The sound of Nilam vibrating. Every time he remembered what Rahma said, it felt like the anger he was craving again.
"She said, I'm a woman who doesn't know she's lucky. I can not be grateful, because mas already want to marry me who was left married to my ex. He also said, my parents can't teach me manners, because I've been rude to yell at his daughter, whom he took care of and loved as a child!" Tears flowed without being held back. It hurts so much when the parents he respects, are insulted by people who are even very far away.
"So angry was he, when I yelled at Utari for the child's fault. What about my parents? I am also the daughter of my mother and father, Mas! Can you imagine how they would feel if they knew all this? Even they were also insulted because of this problem," said Nilam.
"So sorry, if what I told Aunt Rahma, offended her."
Bus silently heard a barrage of sentences coming out of his lover's mouth. He was really surprised to hear Nilam's words. Want to not believe, but the one who spoke was Nilam. His mind has been working, since reading a series of chat posts Utari on Nilam's phone. It was very different from what Utari and her mother had brought to her.
"True, I should be so grateful that I wanted to marry me. Because if it were not for my compassion, I might not be able to stand up again" Nilam said, with a cynical smile.
"Dear,"
"Maybe it's better that we should rethink our marriage, ma'am."
"What do you mean?" Bas raised his voice again, surprised by Nilam's words that were far from expected.
"Yes, let's postpone our marriage. Who knows, you might find a better woman than me. Which is in accordance with what the mas family wants," said Nilam as he left the bus.
Pain indeed. Nilam's chest felt crushed by a large stone when saying that sentence. But this is better, than in the future the more steep roads that must be passed. He could not continue to relent, and it was impossible to force the Bas to always defend him.
Nilam refused to be escorted to the kost by Baskara. He decided to take a taxi and ignore his girlfriend. Nilam's mind was completely fucked up. He did not expect it to be like this twists and turns of life that must be passed. But this has to be completed. Before it was too late, there was only regret.
The bus returned to his hometown, after making sure Nilam arrived at the boarding house safely.
The speed of the motorbike exceeds the wild riders who often fight skills on the highway. Mind fucked. Angry, disappointed, wounded, sad, mixed into one. Who's wrong in this? Nilam, himself, or his mother and sister?
Thank God for keeping him, until he arrived home safely. The atmosphere greeted his arrival. Of course, because time has pointed to midnight.
He wanted to solve the problem right then and there. But considering that everyone was asleep, he had to hold himself back. Tomorrow he's gonna clean up everything that makes this all runyam.
