Tarnished On The Bride's Night

Humiliating Yourself

“Sort of your wishes. Why do we go all the way there. Isn't Indo also a lot of good places that we haven't visited?” chandra reasoned. Although with a soft voice, but can still be heard in the ears of Dara and Alif.

“But I want to go there, Mas.” Indira remained adamant.

“We are here, want to eat or just want to discuss the holidays?” chandra said it's starting to growl. “If you only want to discuss it better we go home.”

Sounds from the woman before the two men finally fell silent to end the debate. Dara and Alif quietly glanced at each other. It seemed that the husband and wife were both annoyed.

“Have eaten what not on the road, Lif?” dara asked Alif who was looking at her very intensely. Perhaps so fascinated by her different looks today that it is quite attention-grabbing.

“What do you wear red-red so?” point Alif at the hue of Dara's cheeks.

Dara replied, “Blush on, I wear make up.”

“Where to go?”

“Oh yes, I haven't told you yet? I applied for a job.” While showing his CV which he had brought earlier.

“You applied for a job, Ra?” unexpectedly, Chandra suddenly replied.

Feeling called, Dara turned her head, “Iya, why? Alright ‘kan me work?”

“Not so. If you apply for a job like this means you are desperate now. If you said before, I can help you,” Chandra replied.

“It is also impossible that I am constantly unemployed. Why am I tired of school if finally there is no use.”

“Or are you in need of a fee for your father, Ra? Tell me how much do you need?” chandra said again clearly without feeling embarrassed about discussing the cost in public, which is clearly like being insulting Dara's limitations without her realizing— even though maybe the point is not so. Either where he kept his face, or perhaps he put it behind his holy butt!

This time it looks like Alif needs to hoard. “There's me going to help her, so you don't have to bother. Take care of your own wife.”

“Shut up,” sela Chandra. “Who are you interfering?”

“Didn't you hear it just now? I'm her future husband.”

Chandra smiled disdainfully. “So sorry she has to have a husband like you. Hi, Bro! As long as Dara was my partner, she never worked. Just go to college and help him until he graduates. Who are you? Coming to be a whiz.”

“Talking you're not connecting. You better be quiet. Like I said, take care of your wife. Why take care of other women, while taking care of your own wife is not right,” said Alif.

“You are silent! Rutup!” Chandra's starting to rise.

“Mas Chandra you're okay, anyway? Why are you even angry? Use leverage the cost of everything in public again?” dara asked inexhaustibly. “Shameful.”

“How much total cost have you spent so far? Let me change.” Alif kept his voice calm. He wasn't at all lured away by Chandra's anger just now.

“Not a problem, replace or not replace. Dara had never lived in pain in my relationship. You don't get me wrong catch.”

“Ya Lord ...,” de sah Dara while shaking her head hearing Chandra's statement just now. This is not true at all, he thought. Besides the love of drama? Does Chandra love to make up now? It feels like he is indeed suitable to be a nupel writer or scenario writer Indosyair.

“Mas, stop discussing her in front of me,” said Indira so upset towards her heartless husband. How dare he defend and glorify his ex in front of his own wife.

Candra looked at his wife. “Better you shut up, I didn't mean anything. I just want to make it clear that Dara is happy with me, very different than she is now.” He repeated the repetition making Dara even more nauseous.

“Sok knows,” Dara responds.

“If Dara is happy with you, she won't be suing for divorce,” Alif said.

Chandra suddenly ambushed, disagreeing with the statement that Alif had just said. “You don't know the real story. So shut the fuck up!”

“I know the real story. And I knew Dara better before long before you came.”

“Enough!” Dara snapped at Chandra with her eyes glaring sharply. “Do not origin speak you. Accusations without evidence include slander and this is the case. You can be sanctioned if your accusations are spread to many people.”

Alif remained calm even though the figure of the man in front of him was already seen threatening and pulled out his mouthpiece. He actually drank and ate Dara's food casually without being burdened in the slightest by this kind of feud.

Maybe it has broken the veins of shame so that Chandra is able to behave like an evil person in public. Now he approached Alif and kicked the table in front of him very hard. BRAKKK!?!! “Don't till I find out that you did it. If I don't want to spit. Because it was the culprit that led us to divorce!”

Dara instantly interrupts, “Don't start again you yes, Chan! That's the first reason we got divorced, but it's not the main problem. Our relationship will be fine if your heart is broad to accept what I am.”

Dara to the point of unconscious immediately mentioned his name without introduction. To hell with decency because right now Chandra is not worthy of respect.

“Or have you been in a relationship for a long time? That could happen, right?” chandra pointed it at him.

“Don't corner me to justify your own deeds, fool! Realize, hey, open your eyes. Indira's stomach is distended because of the forbidden relationship between the two of you.” Dara pushed Chandra's chest until the man took a step back. But unexpectedly, Chandra actually retaliated by pushing back Dara so that her small body was also knocked down. Lucky Alif spry to support him, otherwise he was very sure Dara's head will hit the hard floor.

“Thank you, Lif. Can break my head if you don't please,” said Dara.

Alif nodded, then looked at Chandra no less sharply, “Absolutely you are both female.”

Dara's decision to divorce Chandra was indeed the best decision she thought. Otherwise—destroyed Dara's life in her hands. Unimagined, how many more blows would be received by him just because of trivial problems.

“He started it!” Chandra defends himself and still considers himself the only true human being.

“Because it only pushes you a little, but you hit it harder. This is not the first time you have been violent with him. I have evidence of Dara being bruised because of your dirty hands, I can report you to the police,” Alif threatened.

“Satan, you. Since when did you stalk my wife!?” chandra sounds more rude.

“I emphasize, this wife of yours,” points Alif to Indira who is silent in fear, “not this one.” This time he pointed at Dara.

“Since when did you stalk my wife?!” Chandra.

“Then you throw it away,” Alif replied.

Growing in emotion, Chandra prepared to take a hit. But not until the punch landed, Alif first caught his fist. “Please take care, your behavior is here.”

“You are the cause!” reply Chandra. Then scream to call security. “Security, security!”

Seen there a security guard standing guard at the door ran over. “Yes, Sir. Can anyone help?” he immediately asked.

Chandra said with a pointed man in front of her. “Please kick this guy out, he's making a fuss. Making my meal and my wife messy.”

Alif smiled in anguish. “Playing victim,” he said makes Chandra more up.

“But, sir,” answered security looks so objected.

“Come, get rid of him! Wait what else? He's interrupting my comfort.”

“Sorry, I don't dare,” said security looked down. “He's our boss, owner of this place,” he added.

GLEK.

The look on Chandra's face changed. He can't say anything anymore. Then by himself—and with great embarrassment, he himself was the one who had lifted his foot from the location. Without caring for his wife who was frenzied chasing behind him.

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To be continued.