The Hate That Ends Marriage

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Stretching his body on the mattress, Radit felt that his sleep for a while, somehow felt so long and also had relieved his fatigue due to yesterday's trip. Still with his eyes closed, Radit fumbled by his bedside. His eyes opened wide when he found that Widya was not there.

How come? Usually always Radit who first woke up early than his lazy wife. Is it possible that this is because they are at her parents' house, so Widya wakes up faster than usual to spend her time with her parents. Yeah, that must be the cause.

Then an uneasy feeling crawled his spine as Radit noticed the sunlight piercing through the window curtain in his bedroom. Judging by how many times, it was not the morning sunlight, but the sunlight that began to signify the day had begun to day.

No way! In his entire life he never woke up again, even when he was in school he never woke up bad luck. So how is it possible at his age that he even woke up bad luck. At her in-laws house! Wow, what a shameful act.

Cupping his hands together on his face, Radit rubbed his face in a huff. Shit, shit, fuck. Widya should have woken him up, instead of letting him slip on his bed like a son-in-law doesn't know himself like this.

If you think carefully, this is all the fault of his little wife. Because who does Radit sleep when the day is about to come in the morning? It was all because his little wife was toying with him all night, like a witch controlling her subordinates.

Immediately getting out of bed, Radit directly crossed the room with wide steps towards the bathroom. Time to see his little wife. He will convey his regret because he has been allowed to become a lazy daughter-in-law in front of his parents-in-law.

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Down the stairs to the direction of the crowded voice below, Radit was impatient to hear Widya's explanation about her attitude that had left her alone in the room until noon. Just as he wanted to turn towards the source of the voice that was in the kitchen, Radit was surprised by Widya's appearance that suddenly appeared before him and almost hit him.

Seeing his appearance, Widya who was initially surprised, immediately smiled brightly at him.

"You're finally awake too. I thought you would sleep until later in the afternoon" he said with a small laugh. "Why is your face so tangled? Did you just have a bad dream?"

"Maybe it will happen" Radit exasperatedly said. "Yes, I had a bad dream. Bless you. Why didn't you wake me up? What your parents said saw me just staying here first woke up. Are you happy that I'm labeled as a lazy son-in-law?"

"You're overreacting. I just don't want to wake you from your deep sleep" Widya replied in self-defense. "By the way my parents couldn't label you as a lazy son-in-law just because you woke up late. They know how tired you were because of our last trip."

"That just doesn't justify what you're doing letting me wake up this afternoon. Looky!" point Radit towards the window that shows the scorching sunlight outside, "How bright is the sunlight there. It's terrible! I've never made a mistake like this."

"I see," Widya nodded while patting Radit's arm with concern. "Other times I will definitely wake you up if you have bad luck again. I didn't know that a trivial matter like this could hurt your pride."

"My worth has nothing to do with this, Widya! I'm cu-"

"Thank God you're awake, Dit. Papa wants to take you and Widya somewhere," said Mr. Darman suddenly appeared to Radit and Widya who were chatting in the hallway.

"Our conversation is not finished, later we will continue it again," he said, not wanting Mr. Darman to listen to his debate with Widya.

"What do you say, my husband," Widya said indifferently.

Back and forth staring at Radit and Widya alternately, Mr. Darman sensed that there was something strange between the two of them. Speaking his thoughts, Mr. Darman made Radit surprised when telling them not to fight in broad daylight. While Widya chuckled next to him while trying hard to hold back her laughter saw the expression of surprise as well as guilt on Radit's face.

With great effort, Radit controlled his facial expression and told Mr. Darman that they had only a small fight. Then apologize for making a scene during the day in their house.

"There's no need to feel guilty about it, Dit. Papa is very aware that Widya often irritates you" said Mr. Darman, rejecting Radit's apology. "Papa rebukes you not for wanting to hear your apology. Don't be so stiff!"

"Father! What do you mean, Papa, I always piss Radit off?" widya protests with a frown. "Why is this so compassionate, why is it always Radit who looks good? He can also sometimes make me ride the apoplexy!"

Giving a look of disbelief, Mr. Darman looked back at his favorite son-in-law with a big smile.

"Now you two get ready! Papa wants to take you with Widya to Papa's friend's son's wedding. All Papa wants to boast of Papa's favorite son-in-law in front of them," he patted affectionately on Radit's arm. "Especially some of Papa's friends have never met you."

"You two are going. I'm at home with Mama" Widya said, dismissing the invitation without thinking. "There are a lot of things I want to do with my mom in the kitchen. Well, my husband, have fun."

Waving her hand, Widya turned to leave Radit with Mr. Darman alone.

Gathering his courage, Radit intends to reject the invitation of his father-in-law. It would be awkward to go alone with his father-in-law to where his friends gather and flaunt him like a peddled item.

Widya once let him go alone with Mr. Darman. Isn't it enough that he humiliated Radit by letting him wake up late at his in-laws' house? Basic, insensitive wife!

"Looks like I'm a-"

Once again, Mr. Darman cut off Radit's words, before he could finish.

With heavy steps, Radit lowered his head in lethargy as he walked back up the stairs to change clothes in his room above.

Elsewhere, Gilang who was walking in an uncertain direction, did not realize that his footsteps were walking towards the alley of Radit's house. He almost set foot in Radit's courtyard, like a fool coming to his friend's house, which was clearly not there at the moment.

Stopping his footsteps he looked around anxiously, afraid that someone might catch him entering Radit's courtyard. Turning back the direction of his path, Gilang walked in hasty steps, like a man being chased by criminals. His head turned back and forth, afraid that someone might see his ridiculous behavior.

"Hayoo!" ririn exclaimed, suddenly appearing by blocking his path.

Swallowing the barrage of vows that were about to come out of his mouth, Gilang touched his heartbeat that was beating so fast in his chest.

"What are you doing here? Why did you appear before me so suddenly? You want to make me have a heart attack!" hardik Gilang, showing a sour look at Ririn.

"Ow, ow, ow. Why did Bang Gilang become this emotional, just because I was shocked just like that? The one who should have asked was me!" hit Ririn hard on her chest. "Why did Bang Gilang sneak into Bang Radit's house in broad daylight like this?"

"I'm not sneaking around!" elak Gilang nervously.

Squinting her eyes, Ririn looked at him suspiciously. He observed Gilang by circling it while sniffing his nose on Gilang's body, like a dog sniffing a suspicious smell from someone he cared for.

"It seems I smell something suspicious from Bang Gilang, hmmm...." Ririn patted her chin with a finger while thinking hard. "Don't-don't...."

"Don't what, huh?" cut Gilang in a panic, fearing that Ririn knew the secret. "Don't think weird! I was just daydreaming, and without realizing I was here. It's not what you think!"

"What am I really thinking?" seductive Ririn, curled a sly smile on her lips. "Looking at Bang Gilang's panic, it felt like my guess was right. Must be Bang Gilang longing...."

Gilang quickly silenced Ririn's mouth with his hand, then dragged her down a tree not far from there. Gilang felt relieved when he found out that no one was watching the two of them.

Cleaning his mouth that had been covered by Gilang, Ririn threw a laser beam from his eyes. It seemed that he was so upset at the attitude of Gilang, who had covered his mouth so suddenly.

"The Superb! No need to shut my mouth so dong," he hissed, glaring furiously at Gilang.

"Don't say anything weird! If only you hadn't said such a ridiculous thing earlier, I couldn't have silenced your naughty mouth, "replyed Gilang, just as upset as Ririn. "After all, what is a Junior like you doing here? Are you ditching?"

"Not to divert the conversation by talking about my school!" ririn exclaimed, with her hands twitching to and fro, expressing her annoyance reminded of her school. "It's a stupid question anyway, it's Sunday, O dazed Bang Gilang."

Closing his eyes, Gilang sighed inwardly at his stupidity. Aware of Gilang's embarrassed attitude, Ririn smirked so irritatingly at him. Covering his embarrassment, Gilang again put a cynical look on Ririn.

"This brash kid like you, should be taught a lesson by stuffing your naughty mouth so you stop saying annoying things from your sharp tongue."

"Come here if you dare!" challenge Ririn, lifting her chin up high. "Here you go, Bang, admit that Bang Gilang was a heavy miss with Bang Radit. Is it that embarrassing, huh, miss your own best friend?"

"Huh? Radit?"

"Why does Bang Gilang look like a tol*l guy? Who else is there besides Bang Radit? Widya? Yes it is impossible," snorted Ririn, shaking her head looking at the flabbergasted expression on Gilang's face.

Then suddenly Ririn was taken aback as Gilang let out a loud laugh before her. Ruffling Ririn's hair, he made the brat even more annoyed at her and brushed off her hand violently. However, this time he could not turn angry at Ririn, because he was relieved that Ririn had misunderstood her actions earlier. Who would have guessed that Ririn would have summed up her daze earlier, having missed her best friend Radit? So relieving.

"Basin' bad boy! How dare you call me 'Tol*l' earlier, this is for you who are naughty," Gilang jolt on Ririn's forehead as soft as he can, then left while still laughing girly.

"Aw, sick tofu!" ririn shouted behind him.

"You deserve it. Be thankful I didn't do it with all my might" Gilang replied, turning his head while sticking his tongue out at Ririn.

Afraid of being avenged by the wrathful Ririn, Gilang ran as fast as he could from there.

"Why is he? Though the raging was not clear, now even laughing like a madman," muttered Ririn staring at the confusion at Gilang, who ran away leaving him alone under the tree. "It seems that due to her great kangen feeling towards Bang Radit, she has lost her sanity."

Rubbing her flushed forehead earlier, Ririn took out a small mirror in her long skirt pouch while grimacing in horror at the reddish marks on her forehead. Screaming loudly, Ririn swore to herself to avenge Gilang who had already injured her forehead.