The Hate That Ends Marriage

Mature Preparation

In her living room, as usual, Widya was with her two friends. The three of them were jokingly discussing various things including his fight with the two poisonous snake women he met recently. Thanks to that now he knows the two women's names and it turns out that he was not the only one who had been the victim of the oppression of the two women.

With excitement, Mila expressed her anger when she was often used as a target for the outburst of the two women's frustration. Their envy of Mila who is close friends with Radit makes both of them make Mila a mortal enemy. However, since Mila back then was too young, she never dared to fight back. He just fell silent in silence listening to the various insults thrown at him, like a fool, like that Mila nicknamed herself.

"No wonder they are so, long time ago the tall Tika liked Bang Radit, but unfortunately Bang Radit never mengubris approach," said Ririn, chuckling.

"For what reason did Radit rub off the horse's wart, just a waste of time" Widya sneered, pursing her lips.

The two friends laughed loudly listening to the name Widya used to call Tika.

"Your parable sounds sadistic, Wid," Mila laughed.

"It's true, right?" widya smiled, not feeling guilty.

"It's weird that the horse's wart, too," said Ririn, following Widya's designation, "clearly Bang Radit wasn't interested in her, but was still insistent. Ah, yes, in the past Bang Radit was dating Kak Nad...."

Suddenly Ririn stopped her speech when she realized that she was almost free to talk about the former Radit again in front of Widya. Fanning herself, Ririn stood up from her seat and bailed to go home.

"I just remembered, there are some things I have to learn today." In a hurry, Ririn walked out of Widya's house.

"What a very weak excuse" Widya said, shaking her head.

Not long after Ririn's departure from her home, Mila also said goodbye to Widya. She said that now was the time to help her mother prepare lunch for her father. Waving a hand at her friend, Widya immediately went into her room to get ready to plan her action. May the fortitude take her side, Widya prayed in her mind.

***

Squinting her eyes, Widya saw that both of her targets were not far from her. It turned out that the goddess of fortune was siding with him, around him looking so silent, exactly as he wanted. Now all he has to do is launch the action he has prepared for several days ago.

Smiling obliquely, Widya walked slowly closer to her two prey. It seemed that the two prey had not realized that he was walking after them from behind. Both of them seemed so late in their conversation.

"Oy, Tika-Tiki!" call Widya out loud, unable to wait any longer waiting for their consciousness.

Turning her head over her shoulder simultaneously, the two exchanged confused looks when they realized that Widya was calling them.

"Did you call us?" tanya pointed at herself.

"Who else is here, besides the two of you?" widya asked back, crossing both hands.

"Oy, crazy woman, my name is Nita, not Tiki" said Nita, grumbling with Widya.

Shrugging her shoulders unconcerned, Widya smiled slightly. "Just the same, right? You two are not two lovebirds that can not be separated, so what's wrong if I call you guys with the name 'Tika-Tiki'?"

"Well, it's a noisier man" said Tika, stretching her body, preparing to invite Widya to a fight.

Walking closer, he glared angrily at Widya. Before he did anything, Nita's hand stretched out to stop him.

Looking up at her friend, Tika smiled pettyly. "Oh, yes, you're right, Ta. After a fight with us that time, right, he got sprayed by Radit at his house."

"God! Haven't you heard it?" exclaimed Widya, putting on a shocked expression. "I made up with Radit last night, even I'm very grateful to you. Thanks to you I can take a vacation to the city, what an unimaginable gift for my beloved husband's remorse."

Touching her chest in a dramatic style, Widya sighed so excessively. Sweeping softly on Tika's shoulder, as if there was dust there, Widya arched a bright smile.

"You don't know how lucky I am to have you as my way out of this gossip village" Widya said cheerfully.

Brusquely brushing Widya's hand off her shoulder, Tika poked Widya's shoulder gently with her index finger. At that moment Widya also launched her action, she accidentally fell backward while screaming loudly, which made the two women so panicked at the unexpected scream. Groaning in pain, Widya cleaned the sand from her elbow while holding back the sobs.

"What are you doing? I didn't push you that hard" Tika panicked.

"What are you there for, quickly stand up! Stop doing silly shows," hardened Nita, forcing Widya to stand up.

His actions only made Widya scream louder. Surely, this time his screams had summoned so many spectators, who had already shrouded the three of them like moths. Cheering her sly smile, Widya swept away her pretentious tears from the corner of her eyes.

"Why are you doing this to me? I just want to talk to you guys, but why are you pushing me like that?" widya cried, cupping her hands in front of her face.

"He lied! We didn't push him" elak Nita.

"That's right, this crazy woman slandered both of us! I just pushed it slowly...." Tika covered her mouth with both hands, surprised to reveal the fact that she was indeed pushing Widya. "No, it's not so! I can explain it."

Her panicked voice sounded so pleasant in Widya's ears, who listened to her with her face covered by her hands. Everyone there would not know that right now, he was smiling so widely in his hands. Then various kinds of sneers began to be heard clearly around her as everyone denounced Tika's actions that had pushed her down.

"You can't believe this crazy woman's talk!" exclaimed Tika with a high shrill tone. "He's a sick soul!"

"Who do you call 'soul pain'?" ask a heavy voice among the crowd.

Peering from the crevice of his fingers, Widya felt her hair bristling when she saw Radit gushing in from among the crowd. Die me! He'll realize that right now I'm just acting. I don't know why her husband always knew when he was lying. Damnit damnit! Why should he show up at a time I don't want to be like this. It's been said that Radit revealed the drama he is doing at this time, Widya thought grimly.

Oh, wait a minute! Radit wasn't that stupid, he couldn't possibly humiliate his own wife in front of a crowd like this. However, given his always truth-first nature, Widya cannot guarantee it. He really can't guess. Not wanting to risk being caught playing, he tried hard to hold his hand as hard as he could to cover his face from the pull of Radit on his wrist.

"Widya, are you okay?" Radit's worried voice sounded so clear beside Widya. "Why don't you want to take your hands off your face, did they both do something to your face?"

"I told you that crazy woman was acting! Just look at her way of hiding her face like that, surely right now she is laughing at us," hardik Tika, exclaimed loudly.

"Can you stop treating my wife as a mad woman?" said Radit cold. "Widya, look at me!"

Lowering her hands slowly from her face, Widya avoided Radit's sharp gaze at her. His heart was racing under the watch of Radit who was staring at him full of probes. His fingers suddenly cupped Widya's chin, then raised Widya's head to face him. Both of his eyes hit Widya sharply.

Widya really hopes that her eyes look reddish at this time, like someone who has been crying.

Oh, dearGod. Please, just help me this time.