The Hate That Ends Marriage

Fisticuffs

While engrossed with his mind thinking of having fun with Mila in his orchard, Widya did not realize if there were two women walking closer to block in front of him. Shaking his head, he observed the two foreign women, once he saw he immediately knew that the two must be residents of Manju Village as well, it was just that he could not think of what made the two women stand in his way.

The two women looked at Widya so cynically, her eyes watching Widya slowly, after which they both threw condescending gazes at her. Especially the tall thin-bodied woman with menor makeup on her face, her two large eyes were getting bigger by the mascara she was wearing, just like a kuntilanak. Distinct from the woman next to him, she did not dress excessively like her friend, but she was wearing such striking jewelry on her body, as if he wanted to show that he was very rich with earrings and large bracelets that he wore.

What makes Widya not out of thought is the tight and rather minimal clothes worn by the two women. By showing their body shape like that, do they hope all men will like the ridiculous appearance of the two of them? Not knowing why he also felt the two women were deliberately dressed rather minimally like that to show it off to him.

"Can you two get out of my sight?" pinta Widya, scowling annoyed at the two of them who always shifted every time he also shifted.

With the posture of straying bodies, the menor woman cast disgust at Widya. "Everything that people say about you is true, yes, you always feel you are more perfect than others. Do you think because you got Radit, you feel like you're already up in the sky?"

Nodding in agreement, the woman with a big appearance also sneered at Widya as well. "Just because you're from the city and you look beautiful, do you feel that you're great? What's so good about this short girl to make Radit want to marry her, maybe you use it?"

Both of them laughed happily at the taunts.

"You're right, too, judging from wherever this short girl is not very worthy of being with Radit. What a poor Radit must be trapped with this terrible monster."

"Radit's pity is also denounced for this blasphemous girl's unfaithful behavior."

Taking a deep breath, Widya held back her almost exploding anger right then and there. Though he was determined not to cause any more trouble, but hearing the insolent speech of the two women made his blood boil. Clenching his hands together, he tried hard to hold himself back so as not to slap hard on the two women's faces.

"Have you two finished insulting me?" Widya raised her eyebrows. "I don't know where ondel-ondel originally came from, but I'm telling you both, I don't have much time to serve your unqualified babble."

Walking closer, Widya stopped beside the two women. "One more thing, the perfect pretender here is not me, but you two. Do you have a big mirror in the house? If you have one, you must first speak before judging me."

Not accepted by the insinuation, the woman jolted Widya's arm hard to get back to face him.

"How dare a monster like you say to me, you mean girl," he screamed loudly, his hands pulling off the mask on Widya's chin. "Sok ngartis once you all wear masks, you arrogant girl."

Throwing Widya's mask rough to the ground, the two women trampled on her mask repeatedly. The two threw a vile and satisfied look at Widya who was crouching taking her mask off the ground. Clutching her already dirty mask tightly in her palm, Widya glared angrily at the two women.

He no longer cared about Radit and his Father-in-law, he could no longer hold himself back from the wrath that gnawed all over his body. The two insolent women must get the reward for having aroused the brutal side of her. Both of his hands were already itching to tear them both apart.

Shocked by the scream, the two took a step back to see Widya turn violent. Flashes of fear emanated from both their eyes, looking left and right, both as if hoping someone passing by helped them from the wrath of Widya who could not be contained anymore. In fact, no one came to help, some people who came because they heard Widya's cry just watched them from a distance, as if waiting for what would happen next.

Moving forward, Widya jerked hard at the hair of the two women. Screaming in pain, the two also pulled back Widya's hair just as hard. Although 2 against 1, he did not feel the slightest fear, he was already possessed by a feeling of anger that was so great than the fear of losing against the two women.

Someone's cry was heard near Widya, who remained busy wrestling with her two enemies. The three of them did not want to succumb to each other, the action of jam-pumping continued to occur, a series of swearing out of the mouths of the three of them.

"Three of you please stop" said someone pleading while wounding all three of them.

From the tone of her voice, Widya recognized the voice was coming from her friend Mila.

"I won't let them go before they apologize to me on my knees" Widya said.

"What should apologize is you, not us, you crazy girl!" sahut women look that splashy.

"Stop fighting, everyone is watching you" Mila said, begging.

"Let people see!" yell at the three of them simultaneously.

Exerting all her strength, Mila tried to separate the three of them from the struggle. Unfortunately, Mila's actions only made him pushed by one of the women so that he fell backward. Angrily seeing her friend hurt, Widya stuck her nails firmly in their arms. The quarrel became even fiercer until no one dared to come closer after seeing what had happened to Mila.

Someone came to help Mila stand up. "Eat him, deck, don't interfere. Fights between women like this can't be solved that easily." His eyes stared in horror at the struggle before him. "Jeez, just look at them, they behave exactly like bulls fighting."

Cleaning the sand from her body, Mila looked worriedly at Widya who had been attacked by two people bigger than her. For a moment he thought hard about someone who could break up the quarrel.

"This can't be allowed, I have to seek help."

After saying that, Mila galloped towards the Radit farm. This is the only way out of the problem, only Radit can help Widya from the two women.