The police!! I Hate You's

The police!! I Hate You's
First night ?



"Ma, what is this show? Why so many gini, Ma?" Dara cuddled to see the sight of his eyes that made Dara rotate her brain.


"Let's go!" Rifkana continued his steps towards the available table, seen to have been attended by KUA people. Rich people are free to marry anywhere. Want it at home, in the forest, or at the Pole, yes surely KUA people follow it.


"Where's the man's bride?" Whisper of the invited nuclear family. Not only the nuclear family, it is seen that people of rank are also present at Raka's wedding. Raka invited her best friend while on the force. Not to forget the Commissioner was also invited with his wife.


No exception close friends Papa also present in the wedding Raka.


"Hm." Raka gallantly walked towards Dara who had been sitting comfortably in her seat. Deheman Raka broke the noise of the people there.


"Well, handsome times!" Aunt Raka began to praise her only nephew.


"Handsome." So the whisper of the occult that floated in Dara's ear.


"Where are you all ready? " The predecessor looked at Dara and Raka tried to make sure she returned.


"Ready!" Raspy wet voice Raka answered loudly.


Dara just kept quiet, taking people's attention. The noise began to sound.


"Woman, ready?" Pengghulu repeated the question again.


"Yes, sir." Saut Dara had little doubt in his mind. Dara did not run out of thought, he initially only joked to accept Raka's offer actually happened.


The marriage process went smoothly according to Raka's plan, slowly Dara began to shed tears. He did not expect his dream to come true. Raka who saw Dara's sad face was just an evil smile staring at Dara.


Throughout the event starting until the end Dara looks cute and moody. It doesn't look like a person after marriage alone. Dara's face looked scared and sad.


"Congratulations Honey, Mama's son is finally getting married!" Rifkana kissed Dara and Raka's forehead. It was seen that Rifkana was shedding tears of joy.


"Good thanks, Ma." Raka held tightly to Rifkana's hand and rubbed his mother's cheeks slowly.


Dara was silent, she was still spinning her brain. How could he marry someone his own father hated.


"Yes, Ma. Dara let me inside first, huh?" Rifkana has not been replied, Dara has passed away from the place.


Rifkana only shook her head at the attitude of her daughter-in-law.


"Raka!" Rifkana broke the conscious Raka's daydream and looked at Dara who was on her back.


"Well, Dara is first!" Rifkana chuckled as he passed on continuing to greet the guests who came home.


"What the hell, Ma?" Raka rubbed her hair.


"You must understand." As it passed, Raka looked back at her own smile.


Not long, Raka obeyed Rifkana's orders. He left the party to enter his house. Raka made her move towards the room. He was sure Dara would be there again.


Tok..


"Become?" Call Raka a little teasing tone.


Chequek..


The door was opened, seen Dara who walked closer to the decorative mirror in the room.


Raka tried to approach Dara, seen Dara throw her face. Make Raka step back and choose to sit in the mattress.


"What's wrong with you, Ra?" Raka asked breaking the silence in the room.


Dara was just silent no sound he let out. Slowly the tears drip .


Raka who saw that, tried to calm Dara down. Raka hugged her from behind while whispering, "i promise I won't touch you, before you let me." A warm whisper was clearly heard in Dara's ear.


Instantly, Dara's tears stopped, she smiled with relief at Raka's words. He also wants to focus on his studies. He has not been able to take revenge for his death.


It was so quiet in their room. Just so Raka kept her promise, Raka chose to sleep in the next room instead of sleeping with Dara. Raka as a police hero community also has a province in his life. No matter how small the promise he will keep it.


Throughout her sleep, Dara stared at the disgusted photo plastered in Raka's room. A picture of Raka with a woman. Obviously Raka still loves the woman, until the wedding day the photo of the woman is still on display.


Next...


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#author: Desi_hw12*****