Tarnished On The Bride's Night

War With the Former

The look on the face of the sexy-clothed woman is fickle, between shocked, confused and maybe just strange judging the values of this couple. Why would Alif marry a woman like Dara? The woman he knew was once just a camp driver and of course poor. This fact is contrary to the criteria that Alif had mentioned to him; that the person who became his wife should be beautiful, hijab and educated to be equal to the degree of his family.

“Married, Al?” ask the woman who Alif always called by the name Esti. “You're joking?” he was again seen withstanding his almost exploding laughter.

“No, we are indeed married,” Alif replied with certainty. While his hand invited Dara to sit back in a wheelchair because the woman had been standing too long to choose the groceries she liked. Worried about fatigue and cramping that could harm their child.

The woman immediately laughed. It made Dara feel sad and discouraged. He is very sensitive right now. Alif was always careful when talking to his wife, but deliberately others mocked him openly.

“Yang right?” Esti shook her head while still laughing disdainfully. “She was just a country girl who at that time wandered into town and lived in a cramped rented house with her friend who was probably just as poor. SD alone maybe he's not finished!”

“Dragon your mouth, Esti!” snapped Alif then switch to Dara, “What's up yet?”

Dara just nodded. Too lazy to respond with any response. Her mood was completely ruined because of her husband's ex-lover.

'What does he mean to insult me like this? Wouldn't you be willing for Alif to get me? Envy because Alif apparently prefers a woman like me rather than her who is more perfect ha? Still love him with Alif? Cih, if he finds out that Aliflah has been chasing me all this time, it could be a beard fire, you!'

“Ya already, we directly pay to the cashier.” Alif turned his wheelchair around to get him there.

“You guys must avoid me, right?” unexpectedly, the woman he was avoiding was actually queuing behind him exactly. It was as if it had deliberately done so to continue this debate.

“People like you must be avoided because they can make a scene,” replied Alif without turning his head.

But Esti did not heed his words, “Where he said should be hijab, should be high-education? In fact, now your wife is just an ordinary woman who was imported from the hick. This isn't fair to me, Al! You decided on me for reasons that are not je...”

Unable to bear it, Alif finally looked back. “Can't you be quiet? Do you need your mouth that I chopped into this troley?”

“Male basis unclear!” his jolt. “The two of you are not clear. Secretly married. Surely you guys played behind me.” accused him not hesitate.

“You are unclear! Anyway you are taking us noisily here.”

“I wonder with you, what you told me back then turned out to be the opposite. Whatchu mean? I don't accept!”

“Then what do you want?" tanya Alif glared. "Never talk about what has passed. Because all of that is of no use at all,” Alif strongly emphasizes his tone of speech. “We have been broken up for a long time and have never had any relationship again for the past few years. So, no need to get a chat!”

“That's also why Dara uses a wheelchair? Paralyzed feet? Hence can not drive anymore so driver hahaha!”

Dara only looked at it at a glance without wanting to actually respond to it.

“Why just turn around, Dar? You shut up, we were good friends, you know. Or maybe you feel guilty for eating your own friend?”

‘Dih, who wants to eat a human. Ogah. Am I Sumanto?’

“We just got married a month ago. So there is no word friends eat,” Alif said. “Quick you pay first. Don't wait for us. We long.” The man invited Esti after a line in front of him came forward for her to quickly leave.

“Be careful of you, Dar. You will be lied to as well as him. He's a playboy. Her boyfriend is everywhere. I remind you, don't trust men too much! I'm the one prettier than you left behind, what else are you ugly.”

“Whispering!” keep Alif in mind by highlighting sharply.

Esti again sneered, “Basic men are not clear!”

“Quick screen!”

Dara exhaled deeply so that she could have more self-control. He assured himself that this woman was only teasing him and testing his patience. Therefore, he tried his hardest so as not to be provoked who could then embarrass himself.

If Alif didn't need all these groceries, he would have left them so that they wouldn't have to deal with my lady any longer. But unfortunately he needed it and he thought he didn't have much time to shop either. Tomorrow they have to go to Bandung.

But before the woman left them, Esti had looked at Dara and returned to saying fiercely. “Friends are eating friends, izh!”

Sontak Dara threw the clothes in her basket with all her might. “Feel this!”

“Basic crazy woman!” his lips.

“Yang crazy you, others who are in banter,” reply Alif is still trying to hold back emotions because many people are looking at it.

“You pay for what to wear, Brother?” ask the cashier when Alif gives you his shopping cart.

“Use *** only,” replied Alif. Then take out the card for payment.

“Good. Total ...”

***

Shortly after, the two left the clothing store. But Alif first stopped in the waiting chair. He noticed his wife who had suddenly been silent without a sound since meeting her ex-boyfriend.

“You angry?” he asked by positioning himself crouching in front of Dara.

“Isn't it weird that I laugh out loud?” dara answered with a different face romance. “Have ... indeed the reality is so. What is discussed?”

“That's how, don't you listen to his words. Consider it dirt passing at kali.”

“Let's know if I'm upset,” he said. “Saying it directly is just rude, let alone saying it in public. Obviously he did deliberately want to humiliate me.”

“Do not put to heart.”

“Then put to where?”

“Ke trash can.”

“Cannot. She was so sharp in her mouth.” Dara's eyes glazed over. “I am indeed a hick, ugly—”

“Ra!” cut Alif. “You will remain special in my eyes. Whatever the shape.”

“Sorry that I'm not like him ..”

“Do I have a problem with it?” ask Alif. “No right? I've been chasing you all along. So don't care about me anywhere.”

“What?” ask Dara to clarify what she just heard.

“Do not care about any debts.”

“Kok different again?” Dara finally smiled. “So you're dating Kuyang? Huh?” the woman continues to demand that Alif confess with whom he is dating.

“Sadly, the handsome time of dating the same kuyang.” unknowingly, Dara praised the face of her husband just now so as to make Alif secretly big head.

“That's it, it's just the past. I did not choose it and prefer you, it means you are more special in my eyes.” Alif stood up again and continued their journey to the basement. “Our task now is to be happy Baby Cil and his sisters later do not have to worry about my eyes will be beautiful. I still want to live.”

“That's fine, because if you mess around, I'll cut your bird so it can't mate again.”

“Ya .. whatever you say.”

“Eh earlier you said her sisters Baby Cil. How many children do you want?” ask Dara because they've never planned this before.

“Five.”

“What difference do you have with Mas Yudha?” dara asked inexhaustible with her husband's decision.

“I can't lose. I have to do more.”

“What? nakkkk!”

***

Seriate.