The Hate That Ends Marriage

Finally

After listening to the man's name, Widya immediately forgot her important talk with Gilang from her head. The tall man with a short haircut like a soldier had taken over all his thoughts. He had always wanted to meet the man, and now he was in front of Widya.

"Greetings," Widya's good friend. "You don't know I've wanted to see you for a long time."

The man looked at Widya a bit confused, he turned to Mila and Gilang asking for an explanation of the meaning of Widya's words to him.

"Today Mila told me so much about you, she said you...." Widya could not continue her words because Mila had her mouth shut.

"Not to think about it, she was just talking nonsense," Mila said smiling awkwardly.

"I'm not sure Widya is talking nonsense" Gilang said.

Pulling off Mila's stock in her mouth, Widya resumed her words that were cut off earlier. "Mila is always embarrassed every time you bring up your name, even said Ririn you always never give up chasing after her. So, now you're all made up? Cieee."

The man immediately blushed in embarrassment. "No, we didn't meet on the street that day."

"Ah, time?" sanggol Gilang teases.

"Stop you two!" exclaiming Mila, her face looks starting to redden. "We're not at all. What Jendi said was right, we just accidentally met on the street."

"Yes, yeah, don't rent it, we're just kidding." Widya embraces Mila's shoulder while defusing her friend's anger.

"Not funny" said Mila. "What are you two doing here anyway?"

"I was returning all the books that you brought for me a few days ago, and by accident Gilang was also here when I came," Widya replied casually.

Mila who rarely put her suspicions on someone, of course believed Widya's lies.

Not wanting to be in the book house any longer, Widya invites Mila to come with her to her house, which is immediately approved by her friend. Leaving the book house simultaneously, Gilang walked away opposite the direction of the three of them. While Jendi walked in silence with Mila and Widya, who were engrossed in chatting with each other.

In the middle of the road Jendi separated from the two of them, because the direction of Widya's house was opposite from the way of her house. After he left, Widya again teased Mila.

"Are you really not in a relationship?" widya asked suspiciously.

"It's true there's nothing, we did not accidentally cross paths earlier. Because in the direction that we walk together, after all we are friends, nothing more."

"Oh so," Widya nodded in understanding. "I see he still likes you, Mil. Has he been shooting at you lately?"

Sighing, Mila looked at Widya gloomily. "There's actually something I want to talk to you about today, Wid."

"So he really shot you again?"

"If he's just shooting it doesn't matter, it's more than that."

"He proposed to you!" exclaim Widya loudly.

Closing Widya's mouth again, Mila told her to shrink her voice while looking left and right to make sure no one heard Widya's scream. Sighing in relief, Mila pulled her hand from Widya's mouth.

"Can you not scream? I don't want anyone else listening to us."

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself from being too surprised." Widya smiled apologizing. "That's right he proposed to you, Mil?" ask Widya as slow as possible.

"I'll tell you the full story after we get to your house. Talking about it on the streets like this is not very safe and comfortable."

"You're right too, too many ears out here. All right, let's go even faster, I'm too impatient to hear your story."

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After serving drinks to both of them. Widya immediately sat down next to Mila while staring eagerly. At first Mila was still hesitant to start her story from where it used to be, but seeing Widya give her spirit with a small nod, she finally ventured to start her story.

"Joint didn't propose to me."

"Well, is that it? I thought he proposed to you, "wanted Widya was disappointed.

"I'm not done yet, listen carefully, don't just play cut."

"Oh okay, continue."

"Actually yesterday the Mother of Joints came to see me, she asked me to accept the love of her child and hope that I would be willing to be the wife of Joints" said Mila. "Of course I rejected it subtly, but the problem of the Joint Mother did not stop there. After I refused her request she went to see my mother and asked her to persuade me to accept her proposal."

"Then did your mother urge you to marry Joints? Does Joints know this too?" widya asked, she couldn't hold herself back any longer to keep her mouth shut.

"My mom didn't push me, it was just her..." Mila took a long breath. "It looks like Joints don't know that."

"What is she, your mother why? Then why do you think Joints don't know this, are you sure?" widya urged more and more impatient to hear the continuation of the story Mila. "What a clear dong, Mil, when telling a story. Don't interrupt it, you're just making me more curious."

"You're not so impatient," the bellowed Mila smiled wryly. "I'm pretty sure Jendi doesn't know that, she's not the one who likes to force her will by having her mother push me like that. I know him well, he's not a guy who uses his mother as a weapon to get what he wants."

Listening to the conviction of her friend's voice, Widya looked at her skeptically. He strongly disapproves of Mila's opinion, because any man if he has been rejected several times like Joints, will definitely use other ways to get the woman he has always wanted. Mila is very innocent if she thinks Jendi is not such a person, Widya mused in her mind.

"I know what you're thinking, Wid. I told you I knew him well, I knew Joints wouldn't use that dirty way to get to me."

Opening her eyes, Widya was shocked that Mila knew the contents of her mind. "I'm sorry if I offended you."

"Not what," said Mila's smile. "My thoughts right now are my mother."

"Why? Did he force you to marry Joints?"

"It's not. She hoped I would start opening my heart to other men, My mother knew that I still liked Radit. I'm sorry" said Mila grimly.

"You still like Radit?"

"Actually I don't think about Radit as much as I used to, it's just that." Mila drowned. "I still can't forget it, so I always keep my distance from him, I hope you understand, Wid." Mila clasped Widya's hands tightly.

Patting lightly on her friend's back, Widya nodded in understanding. "I told you I don't need to feel guilty, I know you've tried so hard. It's me who should be apologizing for taking Radit from you."

"That's not true! Don't say that, I never blamed you. I know you two like each other, I'm just insensitive with no idea the shame of being between the two of you."

Listening to Mila's words, Widya could not help herself, she immediately laughed loudly in front of Mila, who was staring in confusion at her.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You're so funny, Mil. How do Radit and I like each other? Did you forget that we both hated each other since we first met?"

Frowning her, Mila digested what Widya said to her.

"You're right, too, but after that you like each other. If you don't like it, why are you caught making out in a book house by the people?"

Reminded of the fateful incident, Widya scowled angrily. "It was just a misunderstanding."