Tarnished On The Bride's Night

Disaster Above the Disaster

Alif smiled to find Dara and then approached. “What are you talking about? Just woke up, yeah, so it bounced. Wash your face first, gih!”

Dara did not answer, she instead looked at him annoyed and sad.

One hand Alif now moves to touch Dara's hair, but the touch on the edge is rough so that Alif frowned. Distraught, Alif reached out again to touch her, but was again swept away by the woman. “Ra?” said wonder. “Why you?”

“Do not touch me,” he replied in a cold voice.

“Iya, don't touch, but why?” alif asked in the softest voice of his usual lips judes, “are you ok?”

“I hate you!” his bursts made Alif somewhat jerked and pensive for a while. He really did not understand what this woman meant. This morning they were still fine. So what caused it like this? Who influenced him?

“Why, Dara? What's wrong with you, why did you suddenly change?” ask Alif again inexhaustibly. “What's wrong with me? Why did you greet me so horribly?”

“You ask what's your fault, Lif?”

Alif shook his head, “I really don't know. Calm yourself, Ra. Now explain carefully, yes, okay ... calm ...”

“What am I talking to the man who ruined my life for?!”

The deg!

Lightning seemed to strike in broad daylight. Alif swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Alif now knows where this conversation will go. Disaster has happened. Dara knew it before she explained it herself. Alif was completely confused. He had not prepared any answers before so he became stuck.

“Ra, Ra. I can explain everything,” he said as he approached to grab Dara's body into his arms, but again rejected it rudely.

“Stop there!” pekik hard. “Don't approach me, vile man, impure, have no heart.”

Alif tak karu-karuan. His body trembled because it was too afraid that Dara would leave him right now. He really couldn't bear it if it happened. “I have a reason why I do this.”

“So it's true .. You did it?” tanya Dara interrupted isak. All his accusations and questions just now that mengultimatum is an intrigue to trap. But who would have thought, Alif actually admitted it.

“Sorry, Ra ...,” replied Alif to lower his voice. “I promise, I will take responsibility for my actions. Give me a chance.”

“What do you mean like this?” burmur Dara was very unexpected.

“There is no better way I can do.”

“You are really TRASH!?”

“Originally you know, I also regret having done it.”

“If I don't rebuke you, will you admit it, Lif?" Dara shook her head, her emotions peaked. “Seems not.”

“I'll admit it later waiting for the right time. Because I knew it would happen like this. We just got married, what do people say, later?”

“Waiting what? Waiting for me to get old until I don't have the strength to fight?” Dara moves her hand to signal that Alif is not approaching, “Do not try to approach me.”

“Ra ...,” said Alif carefully and stopped his steps.

“Can you enjoy me in a fainting state?" ask Dara not understand. "So you think of others, do you think of me? Thinking of Chandra being so disappointed that his wife was desecrated by another man on her first night? No matter how bad Chandra is, you have no right to hurt him. Listen, Alif! You have disappointed many people. You've hurt a lot of people.”

Alif nodded and closed his eyes for a moment, “I'm sorry Dara, I couldn't forgive myself all along. Don't you think I don't feel guilty for sinning against you, all of them. I was drunk back then, my brain was messed up and couldn't think well.”

“Where is the guilt?” Dara smiled wryly. “In my eyes you look happy, you are happy, you are satisfied, you haha hihi because you feel successful in carrying out your plan. After that, then you sok-sok’an came to offer help like a helper god. So you mean, who he says feels guilty? Did you ever ask me how I felt back then, Lif? Ha?” the word Dara is still long.

“I'm humiliated. I felt like the lowest woman, to the point that Chandra was disgusted to touch me. Imagine that! Is there anything more pathetic than such a cruel slander, Lif? I bear a mistake I never made at all .. You took it all.”

With immediate Alif interrupts, “I can even cry! I could even get hurt! It can even be numb! But I'm not the kind of person who can show it to everyone, Dara! I harbored it myself, even during—”

“Whatever the reason what you did was wrong, Alif!” cut Dara no less high. “You'RE WRONG! You jerk! Your actions are cheap! Tadpole! No heart!”

Alif approached, intending to hug his wife who was in the fire of anger, but Dara again shouted. “You what, you?!”

“Please calm down, Ra. We finish it well.”

“What do you mean calm down? You ruined my life without excuse, and now ask me to calm down and accept, have you gone crazy?”

But Alif forced himself to trap Dara's body into his arms, without caring that the woman rebelled and beat him to pieces. “You what are you, lepaaaas! I said freelancing!”

“Listen, Ra. You can do anything including punish me, but I ask for one thing, never leave or ask for a divorce from me.”

Alif braced himself to receive all kinds of punches and curses from Dara. But he didn't give the woman a chance to get out of him in the slightest. Alif make sure it never happens, never will!

“Detach, Lif off!”

Alif shook his head and refused to comply with his request.

“Yes God, what's my fault that again I'm stuck with a man like this. Is it my fault with you guys huh?”

“Your fault used to be insensitive, and your father rejected me very inhumanely,” Alif replied briefly without being able to explain the truth because he did not want the problem to widen. He wants this problem to be here enough and he alone bears it.

“You set me up, and stupidly I got into it. I married the man who ruined my life, Lif. Isn't that funny?”

“Nobody can touch you but me, Ra.”

“Egois, you. Transvestites. Coward.”

“I don't care. I love you.”

“It's not love, it's obsession.”

“No, I do love you. You're the one who never sensitized.”

“I hate you, Alif! you are not sane.”

“Lantas now if all that has happened would what? Want to go back with that mediocre Chandra?” tanyanya. “Or are you still in love with her? Remember, Ra. You are miserable with him!”

“You're miserable or not it's none of your business, Alif! Don't look for other people's vices to justify your mistakes.”

“Yes, I've already pleaded guilty, I was wrong. Let's hit, hit me as much as you.” Alif put his face closer.

“Down, Lif off .. I want to go home. I'm going home. Why are all the bad guys like me, whyaaa?” dara said getting sobbing.

“You can be angry, may hate me, but please, stay here,” he said pressing.

“I think you are a good person, you are different from other men, it turns out you are the most jerk I know ahhaaaaaa...” this time Dara's voice sounded weaker.

“I promise I'll fix it, Ra. I will do anything so you can happily live with me.”

“I want to go home, I want to see Mom. I want to stay there.”

“Please don't mess with my mind, Ra. I can just live my life normally now. On here. With you. Please help me with you staying. If you hate to see me, I can stay away from you until you can see me again.”

“I don't want anything I just want to go home ... Just wanna go home. Only the same mother Razka loves me sincerely. Not you or anyone else.”

“What are you saying, I am your husband. I love you more than them.”

“But you are evil, you are evil, I hate you, Lif. You destroyed me the second time ... you ..” Bruk! Dara's body fell. Eyes closed. He was unconscious again in Alif's arms. It is certain that the woman was exhausted because she had cried too much and shouted.

Immediately Alif lifted his body into the bed to provide handling. And so conscious, Dara immediately turned her back. The woman silenced him even though Alif asked her hundreds of times to speak and look him in the eye.

It was a big disaster, he thought. She was afraid that Dara would come home secretly. Moreover, their status has not been recorded in a country and this will greatly facilitate it. Alif knows, Dara is indeed not a woman who has a high level of sensitivity. But she is a woman who is super reckless in acting.

I don't know.

After the debate, Alif felt himself back to like yesterday again. It's worthless, and it doesn't mean anything to anyone. Even for himself.

In the middle of the night, Alif was still awake and lying on the living room sofa still wearing the same clothes as this morning. There was nothing she could do, except hope that Dara would forgive her mistake and accept it back.

“It feels like just a moment I'm happy,” murmured in the dimness of the night light. “Reacted fast once.”

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