The Marriage Order

The S3 I Remember Is Just You

Sheryl Pov's

Nah! Don't let them fight, Sheryl!

I screamed hysterically in my heart. Instantly bought a glance towards Kak Reza who continued to step inside along with his anger. Not wanting to waste any time, I got out of the car immediately after him.

"Stop! Stop, Brother!" I shouted, but Brother Reza did not heed. He continued walking with his strong steps.

Justright. In an instant and without a word coming out of his mouth, Brother Reza raised a fist right in Baruna's face. At that moment there was also the sound of the screams of Mama who was also in the living room.

"Reza! What are you doing?!" sergeant Mama who immediately hugged Kak Reza. Keep my brother away from Baruna.

With all my might, I ran towards them. Baruna rubbed the blood that adorned the corner of her lips. Stiffened eyes continued to look at Kak Reza and Mama.

Reza's brother who did not accept, rebelled in the arms of Mama. His hand pointed at Baruna. "Gue didn't expect this, Bar! Really am! I support your relationship with Sheryl!"

"Lo if you don't know anything, just shut up, Za! Besides, it's my wedding. Don't interfere!" With the same look Baruna pointed back at her best friend. Both of his hands seemed to be clenching firmly, as if they were holding back overflowing emotions. I hugged him right away. Didn't let him move closer and retaliate for the crushing blow.

"Banthosechello, yes!" reply Brother Reza.

"Already! It's already! Enough, Brother!" I shouted trying to calm the situation.

Really am! I don't know which side to be on right now. Two men I loved were fighting in front of me.

Still with her emotions, Baruna turned her attention, looking at me with an unusual look. "Darling, hurry up and get your things done and we'll go home right now!" his orders.

"Are you okay?" much worry. Especially when looking at the corners of her lips that are reddened.

"You think?!" Baruna replied with a pressing tone.

"No." I quickly shook my head, "i-I mean, I'll get my things done right away," I said, answered only by a nod from Baruna. He didn't say anything else.

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Heavy rain welcomed my return trip and Baruna. We were in one car to "our house". I don't know, if the house is still worthy of our home name if there will be Felicia and Rafael there. I still don't want to.

I looked towards my husband who was still showing great emotions. His quarrel with Reza didn't end until we left Mama's house. They still clashed with each other with words that were equally rude. And in this car Baruna and I kept silent a thousand languages with their minds.

"Regarding Reza, I'm really sorry. He can't hold back his emotions until he hits you" I said breaking the silence between us.

Baruna snorted, smiling little. Suddenly increased the speed of the car. Without looking over, his gaze towards the highway was truly unusual. Widespread and a little arrogant.

"Listen yes, Sheryl! Maybe I deserved a blow from Reza. And I'm sure you're the one who's most happy to see him hit me. Yep! You win a lot. Everyone stands up for and supports you. Your parents, your brother, and Rey. No one understands my position. Only Father and Mother understand my current situation."

"What do you mean? Why do you say that? It's not a matter of winning or losing. And just so you know, I don't like violence. Not like you said, really! I'm not happy to see Brother punch you" I said. Unexpectedly, Baruna's gentleness was gone in exchange for an unusual anger.

"Why am I lying? I just don't agree you brought Fely and Rafa into our house."

"On what basis do you disagree? She's my son and Fely is his mother! They cannot be separated. You better quickly adapt to their presence later at home."

"Mas!" my mouth really disagrees.

Although not looking, again I know Baruna grinned obliquely. "Your jealousy and disapproval are completely irrelevant. I have nothing to do with him. Instead, you should reflect. Don't you think that I don't know about your closeness and Rey's. Father and Mother have told it. You've been meeting with him a lot, haven't you?"

Baruna's question really stuck my heart out. We did meet, but the meeting was never planned. I feel like I'm not doing anything beyond reasonableness. Only Reynand hoped, but my feelings …. Nah! I shouldn't be thinking about him right now.

"If you talk like that about me, what about yourself? I really don't know what you're doing in Tokyo. The three? Oh, no. I think Rafael is just an excuse. I'm sure there's something between you." I replied with a scathing insinuation.

Still in a high-speed car, Baruna turned her head towards me. "You were intentional, weren't you? Intentionally provoked my anger," he said, pointing at me and himself.

Hearing his words made the top of my head warm. Breath is hunting quickly. At that time my emotions also stirred. My gaze focused on her who was sending out anger.

Without us knowing, the car drove irregularly fast on the slippery road due to rain water. A moment later I realized the light from the car's dim light was flashing from the left. I turned my eyes in the same direction. Faintly among the swift rain, seen an MPV car traveling at the same speed. Baruna could no longer escape. So fast it sent a loud sound of collision that it made my vision dark for a moment.

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Reynand Pov's

I was still sitting in the room, reading some documents that had been lying and untouched. A moment later, I glanced at the circular watch. At seven. The rain has not stopped since. So hard to make lazy to go home to the apartment.

After Sheryl came home from the apartment this morning, I don't know why I felt so bad. Keep thinking about her who has no news to date. To be honest, I kept waiting for news from him.

How's he doing now? Has he met Baruna? Have they made up?

I kept asking in my heart. Sometimes I curse my heart hoping for something bad to happen in their marriage.

"Haish! Why am I so evil?" I muttered while scratching my head without itching, "ck! Nah! I'm not evil. I just want to make sure it's okay" I said later.

I took off the ballpoint pen, put it just about anywhere on the table. The mobile phone curay that had since been the attention of the same table. Blank. There are no notifications on the screen.

I exhaled a heavy breath. "Did I just call, huh?" I said to myself.

It didn't take long, so I decided to contact him. The ringing tone is heard. Long enough, until the voice of a man I didn't know sounded in the ear.

"Hello," said.

"Hello. Excuse me, if I may know who I'm talking to? Where is the owner of this phone?"

"Sorry, Sir. Can you come to Citra Kasih hospital right now? The owner of this phone had an accident" he replied.

"What?!"