Turns out He's Just Mine

Bicker

" You want to, right?" Tanya Arvi looked at Mila.

" A.... I'm..." Mila was confused as to what to answer...

" He'll want Vi, but the condition is that you marry him after you're cured." Sahut Imran arrived with a woman's hand approaching the two.

" But I can't heal Brother, does that mean Mila will never be mine?" Ask Arvi.

" That's why Vi, I feel sorry for Mila if you're married and you leave her, she'll be a young widow and rarely will anyone marry a divorcee, I'm sorry I didn't mean to pray for you, but we also have to think about Mila's fate, right? The most important thing now you must be willing to try to seek treatment first yes, who knows there will be a miracle from God." The light of Imran looked at Arvi.

" Oh yeah meet her Vania's sister's wife." Imran introduces Vania as his wife in front of Arvi.

Degs....

Mila's heart paled hearing Imran's words. Again Imran disappointed him by acting alone without asking for his opinion. And he was sure both in-laws and his parents were involved in it. Why does it seem like fate is playing tricks on him?

If Mila can admit to being honest Mila has fallen in love with her husband but she does not want to reveal it before she is sure that Imran really loves her and is afraid of losing her. But what is it? Imran even gives his sister hope by risking Mila's feelings for him. Mila really doesn't understand Imran's mind.

" Sister-in-law, meet me Arvi and this is Mila my future wife." Arvi.

" Hey, I'm Vania." Vania's voice while attached to Imran's arm.

Mila closed her eyes holding tightness in her chest. How not? Which woman would her husband be touched by another woman? Imran looked at Mila with a sad look.

" I hope you understand dear to this situation, I'm sorry... I had to do it for my sister." Inner Imran.

" Why do you do this, ma'am." Inner Mila.

" I'm sorry I went back to my room first, my head came back dizzy." Mila touched her forehead.

" You sick? Let's go to the doctor, baby." Arvi said worriedly.

" I'm sorry Arvi didn't call me that name before I became yours, I'm not comfortable with that call." Mila Protest.

" Well, I'll call you Mila." Arvi.

" Thank you." Mila Sahut.

Mila left the three people who were staring at her disappearance. Mila ran towards the guest room passing both her parents and in-laws just like that.

" Mila's." Call Mama Lina.

Mila did not flinch, she went into the room and locked the door. He threw the key in any direction. He slammed his body into the bed with a prone position.

" Hix.... Hix.... Why is it always like this? Who am I to them? Why would no one want to hear my wish? It's always like this, why? Why is everything so selfish? Hicks..." Isak Mila's.

Checklek

The sound of the key in the swivel from the outside after that sounded the door in the open.

Tap

I heard someone approaching him. The movement of the bed made him sure if there was someone sitting on the edge of his bed. This scent? The masculine scent of Mas Des, what's he here for? Think Mila.

" Pardon Mas, Mas must do all this for my sister, I know if I am selfish to make this decision without asking your opinion, But please understand, We want Arvi happy for the rest of her life... It's not just you who's hurt but me... I'm so hurt, baby... I'm sorry." Imran.

Mila sat cross-legged facing Imran.

" You're playing with my feelings Desfian!" Mila. Imran closed his eyes hearing the call of Mila who only mentioned her name.

" You've proven your love by upsetting me, then what do I expect from you? A happy marriage? A loyal husband? Or a man who can keep his own? Which one should I expect from a man like you?" Tanya Mila smiled cynically.

" I'm sorry, you know it's not that Arvi has terminal brain cancer....

" What does this have to do with me? From the beginning I told you to end this! Let's find our own way so that we don't hurt each other but you're the one who's adamant about maintaining this marriage, and today I have to sacrifice again, Until when? How long do I have to be a slave to the drama you play? Say Desfian Imran." Mila said with giddy eyes looking at Imran.

" Till my sister's gone." Imran Sahut.

" Aren't you expecting a miracle? What if the miracle came? What if your sister recovered from her illness? Should I marry your sister like that?" Ask Mila.

Imran looked into Mila's eyes lovingly but Mila looked at her with a look of hatred.

" A... I ...

" You're gonna let me go and get me married to Arvi, that's what you're gonna do." Guess Mila cut Imran's speech.

" I swear once I'm off you I won't be in touch with this family again." Mila Shouted.

" Dear." Imran.

" Don't call me that word again! I won't hear it from your plan's mouth." Mila Shouted.

" You...." Mila pointed at Imran's face.

" You're a man of no standing, I hate you Desfian Imran, I hate you so much." Mila Shouted.

" I've linked your name to my heart but what? Again you make me erase it, you always play on my feelings Desfian Imran, you always pull on my feelings." Mila shouted

" I promise I'll never give up this heart again to a man like you." Mila still continued to shout letting out her disappointment.

He didn't care if everyone in the house heard him.

" Dear please forgive me, I'm forced to do it baby, I can't do anything, I don't want to make my sister hurt let alone disappointed baby." Imran.

" But you don't hesitate to hurt me, you always let me down, even you admit another woman as your wife without my permission." Jerky Mila.

Mila lost control she ran towards the dresser and...

" Acc....." Mila threw things in the guest room that she could reach. She broke the glass with her hand and made her hand bleed.

" Dear control yourself, don't be like this please." Imran hugged Mila from behind.

" Detach..." Mila's screams pushed Imran's body until Imran fell right on the mattress.

" Never try to touch me! I hate you, I hate a man who has no stand like you, Now go don't see me." Mila rubbed her tears violently.

" Dear your hand is hurt, here I treat." Imran said he was about to grab Mila's hand but Mila immediately brushed him off.

" This wound." Mila raised her hand. Fresh blood increasingly flowed to the white-colored floor.

" This wound is not worth the pain in my heart that you've been playing with Desfian." Mila.

" You want me to marry your sister, don't you? Well I'll give it to you, no need to wait for her to heal or die, I'll marry her as soon as possible and I'll take care of our divorce papers as soon as possible, One request from me to you, you'll have to sign the letter, Now come out of this room I won't see your face, from today you're no longer my husband." Mila's words pushed Imran's burly body towards the door.

" Dear that's not it I mean please listen to my explanation baby, I don't want to divorce you, I don't want to lose you." Imran panicked to hear that Mila was going to divorce him.

" Since you agreed to Arvi's invitation to marry me, you've lost me ever since." Mila Sahut.

" Dear listen to me." Imran.

Mila continues to push Imran's body out and...

Brakkkk

Mila shut the door tight, she locked the door from the inside without pulling out the key.

" Mila, listen to me, Mila, please..." Imran Lirih.

Outside of Mama Lina who had heard the debate they stroked Imran's shoulder.

" Dear you better not sacrifice your happiness for your sister, Be honest with Arvi tell the truth, Mama sure Arvi will understand darling." Said Mama Lina.

" No Ma let me sacrifice for Arvi's happiness one last time." Imran Sahut. Mama Lina just let out her breath.

" Even if your marriage is at stake?" Ask Mama Lina.

" I'm sure someday Mila will come back to me Ma, true love will bring her own happiness." Sahut Imran leaves his mother for his room.

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