The Hate That Ends Marriage

Unbelief

After the departure of Radit and Widya, the residents who were watching immediately left to return to their activities, except for Tika and Nita, who were still unmoved staring at Radit's departure with a look of shock. Approaching the two women with very chaotic looks, Gilang woke them from his shock.

"Why are you still silent here, aren't you ashamed of your crazy appearance?" Gilang took a little strand of Tika's hair that was tangled.

Brushing aside Gilang's rough hands, Tika scowled in annoyance. "The crazy thing here isn't us, but Radit and his fucking wife!"

"The rude woman has poisoned Radit's mind" Nita murmured blankly at the spot where Radit and Widya had gone.

"The rude are you!" exclaim Mila from behind Gilang.

Looking over her shoulder, Gilang saw Mila pointing her index finger with eyes glistening furiously. His left hand was clenched at his side, as if holding himself back from beating up Tika and Nita right then and there. The joint standing beside her immediately calmed Mila down. However, all he got was a look of anger from Mila.

"Eh Mil, you don't have to interfere, take care of your future husband," replied Tika ketus.

"What did you say!?" toleh Mila stared furiously. "You should take care of yourself! Ngaca dong, Radit's never gonna glance at a pretty chick like you."

"Basic you fucking chick! How dare you insult me" cried Tika wrathfully.

Gilang quickly blocked Tika who was moving forward to attack Mila. Behind him too Jendi did the same, she held Mila back from counterattacking Tika as well.

"What are you two doing, do you intend to attract everyone's attention again?" reprimand Joints, holding Mila's body as hard as possible.

"Bodo very people see, I can no longer bear the behavior of both of them. Enough had I been holding back from their insults all this time, "ronta Mila tried to remove the Joints' grip from her body.

Touching her friend's soft arm, Nita smiled mockingly at Mila. "Don't waste your time serving that selfless woman, Tik. Did you forget? he was just a useless loot that deliberately wandered around Radit's wife in order to find a loophole to tempt Radit to want to have an affair with her."

Both eyes of Mila boughtak surprised to hear the vile accusations. "I'm not like that!"

"Let's go on, in fact you still like Radit, right? Don't be hypocritical" Nita said.

"You're right, too, spending my energy on people just seems to be a waste of time. Let's go!" pull Tika on Nita's wrist.

Satisfied to make the vile accusation, the two laughed happily as they walked away leaving Gilang and Jendi with a silent Mila glued to her place. His head lowered lethargicly staring at the ground, as if hoping for a black hole under his feet in order to swallow him right then and there. Even he pushed Joints away from her.

Missy does not know what to comfort her friend like, she feels if comforting Mila is not the right action. His friend seemed to not want anyone to approach him, let alone invite him to speak. Unfortunately, Jendi was not aware of it, as she approached Mila slowly to comfort her.

"Don't listen to those venomous women, Mil, they don't know anything about you. I know you are not that kind of person" said Jendi, her hand touching Mila's shoulder.

Brushing her Joints hand off her shoulder, Mila muttered. "What they say is true, I still am...."

"What did you say?" ask Jendi, bring her ears closer to listen to Mila's words.

"Let me alone" Mila shrieked even more.

"Mil, don't be lethargic gini dong," said Jendi worried.

Can't bear to see his friend's insensitive behavior, Gilang immediately pulled him away from Mila. Protests were kept away from the grieving Mila, Jendi tried to break away from Gilang. Fortunately amidst his debate with Joints being stubborn, Gilang saw Ririn coming closer towards them.

A look of disappointment was clearly plastered on Ririn's face as she poked her head to and fro looking for something, which Glorious had no idea what it was. His shoulders slumped down looking at Gilang and Joints with a less interested look. After asking what the cause was, Gilang finally found out that Ririn had come here because of hearing there was a horrendous fight involving her brother-in-law.

"Ah, fuck! If I wasn't late for school, maybe I could still watch the fight" Ririn said, stomping her feet to the ground to vent her disappointment.

"That spectacle isn't good for kids like you. You better entertain Mila there! He needed a friend, the two drop-moms who attacked your sister-in-law attacked him as well," told Gilang, moving his head towards Mila who was behind him.

Instantly Ririn's eyes sparkled listening to the news. "really?"

"Why are you even happy? Mila was attacked while you were even excited," astonished Gilang.

"I'm not happy that Mila was attacked, but.... Ah come on, Bang Gilang knows what the hell about girls. Where's Mila, why isn't there?"

"Lho isn't he behind me?" Looking over his shoulder, Gilang was surprised not to find Mila where he was standing.

"Oh okay. Then I go first huh, continue your pending debate earlier," waving Ririn cheerfully at the two of them.

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Jerking off her hand from Radit's grip, which was clutching her wrist so tightly, Widya exclaimed loudly if Radit's handgrip hurt her. Ignoring Widya's annoyance, she pulled back her hand, but this time gently.

As the door of their house closes behind him, Radit immediately releases his grip from Widya's wrist. His body turned to face Widya with a firm and tense posture. His eyes flashed furiously when he met Widya. Suspecting the anger was the rest of the anger from the annoyance of the two women who attacked him earlier, Widya moved closer to the sofa to sit there. However, his footsteps came to a halt due to Radit's jolt on his hands that were so rough.

"Where are you going?"

"Well sit down, what else do you want? I need to rest after that grueling battle earlier."

Pulling off Radit's grip from her wrist, Widya snickered angrily by Radit's attitude of not wanting to let go of his grip.

"Who told you to have a fight that would exhaust you? So, just stand here and listen to what I have to say" Radit ordered a serious look.

"What else needs to be said, all that was clear earlier, the two crazy women attacked me first."

"What about attacking you?"

"You see this!" Widya lifted her mask that I had already scratched and crushed in front of Radit. "The two women ruined my favorite mask."

Taking the mask roughly out of his hand, Radit threw it rough against the wall behind him.

"What are you doing!" widya screams, looking back at his mask lying limp on the floor. "Why did you throw my mask like that, have you gone crazy, like those two women!?"

"The crazy is precisely you, just because of a damn mask you have to fight with two women you just know. So, who's really crazy here?" furious Radit, both his eyes glared furiously. "From the beginning I've disliked your mask since the first time I saw it, I always felt it would one day get you in trouble, and in fact my guess was right."

"I don't care what you feel all this time about my mask, the fact is that you are indeed a hypocrite as I thought so far," a booing laugh flashed from Widya's mouth. "Silly once I thought you trusted me more than those two poisonous snakes. In fact, what happens is that you just act so that everyone sees you as a loyal good husband. I'm a fool to have been fooled by your ruse, you two-faced son of a bitch."

Jerking his hand, Radit pulled Widya's body closer to him. Now that their faces were so close, Radit's eyes flashed furiously looking into Widya's eyes that were clashing against her. Although his neck hurt looking up at Radit, he still did not want to lower his gaze. He was so infuriated by the attitude of Radit that had deceived him earlier in front of everyone.

"I wasn't like that, I wasn't acting when I stood up for you, I did trust you" Radit was upset. "What I don't believe here turns out to be the cause of your quarrel with them just because of your fucking mask. I thought they were insulting you so that it got you out of control, but what is this? Mask, are you crazy?"

"My mascara was indeed the point of causing my emotions to ignite, but more than that before trampling my mask so cruel, the two poisonous snakes also insulted me! Listening to their endless insults made me want to destroy them right then and there."

The hand not held by Radit clenched so tightly before him to show how upset Widya was at the time.

"Are you sure they insulted you first, didn't you start first?" doubt Radit, frowning him. "It's not that I don't trust you, but given your nature, I feel that it's possible that you were the first one to insult them by accident."

In response to Radit's dubious response, Widya kicked her shin so hard Radit screamed in pain. As frustration poured out of Radit's mouth, he felt a sting in his shins that he hadn't expected at all.

"What did you say, believe me? Ha! Nonsense," said Widya smiling obliquely. "Just believe what you believe, I don't care at all what you think of me."

Reversing her body, Widya crouched down to pick up her mask that Radit had thrown off the floor. Then stepped away leaving Radit who hissed in pain behind him to enter his room.

"Widya, come back here you are! I haven't finished talking to you yet" cried Radit angrily.

Looking over her shoulder, Widya smiled wryly. "There's nothing else I need to talk to you about."

"Why!"

Entering his room, he poked his head out from beside the door. "Just talk you down there with those fucking fans. Don't you ever talk to me again, you two-faced man!"

After conveying that with a yelling reply, Widya slammed the door of her room rudely. In the room Widya immediately walked limping to her bed, lifting the legs she was wearing to kick Radit earlier, she massaged her soles gently. He did not expect Radit's shins would hurt the soles of his feet at all. However, after careful thought, it is possible, considering that her husband's legs are bigger than hers.

Thank goodness I was able to endure the pain in front of that jerk. I won't let him know that kicking him also hurt me.

Widya laughs in memory of Radit's stupid words earlier. What, trust me? How could she trust Widya if on the other hand she also doubted herself. You're an obscure asshole. He was very sure that their debate must have been heard by his neighbors. Surely the news will quickly spread widely before the afternoon. Let it be, I will never forgive her before she bends her knees apologizing to me.