Bloody Wedding!
Chapter 156 (Jealous)

His eyes were glazed, he could not stand the fire of romance that burned his heart.

Withholding the cry Dita went to the toilet, Deri who saw the friend left with a shaky step began to follow.

Those who were in the toilet were crying.

He who dreamed of living side by side with Eric vanished for a moment.

In the case that I loved him first, I was the first to know him, I was faithful to accompany him, but why? Hiks... that woman is the winner.” Dita doesn't know that Arsy is Kissky Huwl.

“Ta, are you okay?” Deri held the shoulder of her best friend.

Then Dita hugged Deri. “Der, my heart hurts so much, so sir Eric did that to me, hiks... on the thing I love him so much, hiks.” Dita felt very heartbroken.

“Sabar Ta, the woman is not married to Mr Eric right? You still have a chance, so from yesterday I told you, express your feelings, but you're stalling.” Deri stroked his best friend's back.

“Keep, now what should I do? It's too late, I failed Der, hiks.” Dita regrets her stupidity.

Then Deri took off her embrace. “Who said? Huh uh?! You still have a lot of chances, express your feelings, before the yellow path curves, we can still go forward.” Deri cheers on her best friend.

“You think so?” Dita wiped her tears with a tissue.

“Sure, after all, you're prettier than that woman, so what should you be afraid of, Dita! Boost your confidence!” Deri cheers on her best friend.

“Alright, I'll do your suggestion!” instantly the spirit of Dita burned.

Tight to snatch Eric from Arsy is getting stronger in his chest.

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Arsy who was in the workspace Eric got a gift from the husband.

“What is this?” ask Arsy.

“Your eyes are myopic yes!” Eric gave his wife the clothes he had made for himself.

“I know it's a dress, should explain it sweetly?!” Arsy rolled his lazy eye.

“This is just an old shirt, which has been in the closet for almost 10 years, I made for you, in hopes, when I find you, I will hug your inner wounded because of me.” explanation Eric makes Arsy silent.

I don't know, if he's that wounded, Arsy's inner.

“Not to be sad, must have been a lot of your interlude you made.” Arsy accused her husband of having another woman.

“After Luna, the last one is you!” Eric hugged Arsy in front of him.

“Really, I never play.” again Eric smelled Arsy's forehead smelling sweat.

When Eric was about to kiss the sweet lips of the woman he loved, Arsy refused.

“Better we take a mandatory shower first! Strangely you!” Arsy broke away from her husband's embrace.

“Arsy! Can't really! When we play romantic again you don't ruin the mood?!” An irritated Eric pinched his wife's pointed nose.

“A-a akh! Stupid pain!” arsy Ogat.

“Let's just. There! Shower first!” Eric showed the bathroom he had in his room to Arsy.

“Thanks a lot.” Arsy went into the bathroom to clean himself from the big hadas.

Eric, who waited for an erratic smile, was very carefree, because his marriage with Arsy was back intact.

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Devan is at his house waiting for a reply from Arsy.

But the number of the future wife is not active.

“What's with him?” devan's heart became restless, especially their marriage will be held tomorrow.

“She didn't say what her decision was, Arsy... Are you mad at me?” Devan felt guilty for saying he was going to back down their marriage. In that case he only gave a bluff.

He looked at every corner of his house that had been decorated. “Did I just visit him?”

Devan, worried that Arsy is not okay, decides to go to his future wife's house.

“I'm sorry Sy, if it's too rough on you.” by riding his Supra motorbike, Devan glides at full speed towards the house of Arsy.

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Eric who saw the woman in his handmade clothes was flattered.

He also gave a kiss on Arsy's cheek. “Suit once.” Eric kissed Arsy's face again and again.

“Yes, even if you take a shower first!” Arsy feels uncomfortable with Eric who has not taken a shower.

“Any mom, but don't run away while I'm inside ya.” Eric went into the bathroom.

Arsy, who lives alone, looks at the phone on Eric's desk.

“I have to call Devan.” she decided not to marry her future husband. Because Arsy doesn't want Devan to be with him who's full of lies.

Arsy who has memorized Devan's number began to dial his lover's contact.

Coincidentally, when Devan just arrived in front of the house of his future wife.

“Who is this?” Devan, who does not recognize the phone number, intends to ignore it.

But because he was curious, Devan raised him.

Hello, with whom? 📲 Devan.

It's me, Arsy. 📲 Arsy.

Arsy, honey, where are you? 📲 Devan.

Sorry, I'm out of town now. 📲 Arsy.

What do you mean, dear? Aren't we getting married tomorrow? 📲 Devan.

I'm sorry Van, I can't make a promise, you're right I have to finish my business with him, but baby, I haven't been able to move on from him. 📲 Arsy.

You can't do this to me, we're going to Arsy tomorrow, which I said wasn't serious yesterday, I just wanted to test you. 📲 Devan.

I know, but I'm sorry Van, I have to step back, any losses you've suffered I'll pay you, I'm sorry. 📲 Arsy.

Devan who still wants to talk is stopped, because Arsy has cut off his phone connection.

Arsy feels very guilty, he who does not want to hurt Devan further chose to retreat.

The crying Arsy was witnessed by Eric.

“Why are you crying? Does your stomach already contain?” again, Eric asked Fi to joke.

“No, I just called Devan, and I canceled our wedding.” Arsy told Eric his decision.

“Good, right choice, after all he's too ugly to be my rival.” Eric taunts Devan.

“Already, do not discuss again.” Arsy doesn't like it when Eric licks his future husband.

“Alright, I understand. Come on way.” Eric held Arsy's hand.

“Where?” ask Arsy.

“Ke our home.” Eric led Arsy out of the store.

Dita who saw the wet hair Eric and Arsy became shocked.

He thinks strangely of his boss and Arsy.

His heart also became more sick, he also lowered his head because he could not see the intimacy of the two people.

“Sabar Dita, tomorrow express your feelings to pack Eric.” The roar continues to encourage his best friend.

“Iya, thank you very much Der.” Dita smiled stiffly as she held back the crying.

Arsy and Eric were in the car. Both of them immediately rushed to their homes.

“Since when did you stay in Bandung?” ask Arsy.

“Sunday after we split up,” Eric said.

...Seriate......