After Marriage
CHAPTER 1 - A Promise

"Love is what makes no sense, in a room full of music and even the most festive celebrations, I can still hear your heartbeat."

I smiled, looking into my eyes the man I loved so much, Alfath. Every time he heard her sweet words it always made my heart flutter. Even though time has changed everything, it turns out that love still exists.

"Come on, Dinda will look for you."

My heart was like it was filling when I said one name, Dinda. The name of the woman who has now officially become the wife of Alfath.

We were both silent, silent, as if the frenzied sounds of wedding celebrations inside were not heard.

"Trust me Ran, I'm not with Dinda forever. So wait for me, I promise to marry you." replied Alfath and I could only smile bitterly.

There is nothing sweeter in this world than a promise. The same promise he made a few years ago, a promise he hasn't had time to make, marry me.

Mas Alfath approached and kissed my lips briefly, then got out of my car and immediately got into the wedding again.

I smiled bitterly.

Tonight Alfath looks very handsome when wearing a wedding dress like that, but unfortunately I am not the bride.

My tears flowed though my lips were still locked, crying without a sound. I kept watching the steps of Alfath who was getting away and lost among the crowd of people.

"I love you so much Mas." I said to myself and was only heard by my own ears.

I don't blame Alfath for his marriage to Dinda, because that's not what he wants.

Since the beginning I was in love with him I already know, if Alfath has been betrothed to Dinda.

But we thought our love could change everything. But no, our 8 years together have changed nothing. Now Alfath still married Dinda, because it was his mother's will.

I came back crying, my heart breaking like it was being broken on purpose.

Tok tok tok tok

Tok tok tok tok

I sucked and immediately turned to the source of the sound, the glass of my car was knocking.

I heard the fathers saying, Go forward with an expelling hand.

I looked back, but there was also a car that wanted to get into the wedding. In a hurry, I began to open the brakes and insert the car teeth, immediately getting away from this celebration.

Go with my broken heart.

Tracing the streets of Jakarta in silence, not this silent city. Except my own heart.

I continued to drive without direction and purpose, until my phone vibrated and displayed 1 incoming message notification from my brother, Mas Fahmi.

Go home!!!

He said in the message, complete with 3 exclamation marks.

I looked around, it turned out that it was quite far away that I left the city, it seemed like it would take 2 hours to get home.

Exactly at 1 pm, my car was in front of the house, I had not had time to go down it turned out that the door of the house had been opened violently by Fahmi mas.

I got off and Fahmi walked quickly to me, while his wife Tika tried to stop the move.

Plaque!

One slap Fahmi managed to land with his splice on my cheek. It felt painful and hot at once.

I lowered my head and held onto my cheek, while my tears were flowing without excuse.

"Don't you think I don't know what you did just now." Mas Fahmi opened his voice and sounded extremely cold filled with anger.

"I told you, stop seeing Alfath, he's married to KIRAN!" snapped Fahmi mercilessly and I was sobbing in Tika's arms.

"Mas enough! we're still out there, embarrassed that someone's horrifying." Tika's great-granddaughter was full of supplications.

"Today must have been hard for Kiran, so please, don't add more weight."

Fahmi was silent, even I did not dare to open my voice.

"Hell up!" say Fahmi and immediately go into the house.

I felt Tika stroke my back, giving me strength.

"Let's go in Ran, it's very late at night."

After saying that Tika pulled me, led me to immediately enter the house.

Yes, I do live with Fahmi and Ma'am Tika. Both of my parents are dead and now only me and Fahmi who live in this city. All my relatives live in Lampung, away from us.

"Are you okay, Ran?" ask Tika, when I got to my room.

We were both sitting on the side of the bed, hearing Tika's question made me gamang myself. I don't know, I'm fine or not.

"You who are patient, who are clas, Alfath is not your soul mate."

I fell silent, trying to digest Tika's words. A soul mate? what is that soul mate? is the soul mate until death do us part? what does it mean that Alfath and I can still be a match? don't we know what will happen next? it could be that Alfath is about to get divorced from Dinda, as I once told him.

"Ran?" call Tika and I instantly wake up from my own daydream.

"You rest, you stay."

I gave a small nod, then noticed Tika's departure until she closed the door.

I was pensive again, still vividly remembered all my sweet memories with Alfath. When we laughed together, joined hands and talked about the future, and when he kissed my lips while longing.

I cried again, I fell down on the floor and leaned on the bed.

My mind went out of control when I realized that tonight Alfath was going to spend the night with Dinda, their first night.

"Oh God." I hit my own chest which was tight, painful, very painful.

Let it be, tonight I have no pride, cry over someone else's husband and even wish I could have him again.

Let tonight I sin for desiring the destruction of another's household.

Let me berate you tonight and say rudely at will.

"O Allah" I said repeatedly, it seemed that just by saying Your name I could feel a little calm.

"Why? why God?"

Questions without answers, why should I experience a story like this. Why should I feel this pain?

I cried for a long time, now my tears were dry and even my voice was gone.

I lifted my face and saw the clock on the wall, 3 o'clock in the morning.

Why is tonight going so long? ask yourself and no one can answer.