Dilemma of Marriage Left
Chapter 3

Nila just finished her dinner. His stomach was full with a plate of rice and side dishes that had been delivered by his mother.

Then his mind immediately returned to Bayu, the man who had decided it unilaterally without any reason that made Nila's heart relieved and willing to let go of him.

After putting the dishes in the kitchen, Nila went back into the room to clean her face and change clothes. His body was already tired, let alone his heart. It was enough to cry for a man who should not be mourned. Nila also began to sleep.

But before going to bed, he grabbed his phone first which was on a pillow. When the phone is turned on, there are no more messages from Bayu. Finally Nila took a deep breath and replied to the man's message.

"Yes, I hope you're happy."

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In a different place. Bayu looked out the window of his room. His gaze was very far along with a memory that had become the past because of his own decision.

In the middle of his daydream, there was a knock on the door along with a notification sound on his phone. Bayu only glanced at the rectangular flat object screen and turned and turned along with the open door.

"Wood ... "

"Mrs ... "

The half-century-old woman walked over to Bayu. "You've done what you told me?"

"Udah Ma," Bayu answered briefly and sounded lazy. The 30-year-old man still did not feel relieved.

"He how? Want to accept?" ask the woman.

"Woodoo is not, Ma. Bayu knows how Nila is. He'll find out for himself."

The woman then took a long breath. "Yes, if one day she finds out, just say that this is all Mama wants. Anyways, whenever Mama never agrees you're with her." His hand patted Bayu's shoulder. "Don't sleep too late, take care of your health until your wedding day arrives." He turned around and left Bayu's room.

Unfortunately, the man could only obey. One weakness that can not be contested by anyone when the mother who asked for it. Because Bayu no longer has a father. For him, the happiness of his mother is the only thing that must be prioritized at this time. Including marrying a woman of his own choice.

After the door closed again, Bayu lay down his body on the bed while folding both hands up and used as his head pad.

"Crazy, I still love you. Loves you so much. But my love for you, can not block my mother's request," said Bayu monologue. But immediately he remembered the notification that had entered his phone.

The man immediately searched for the whereabouts of his gadget and rushed to see who was texting him.

His heart seemed to fall deeply into the deepest recesses when he saw the contents of the message sent by Nila.

"Did he really let me marry another woman? Is this how he is?" muttered Bayu while putting his phone again on the nightstand next to his bed.

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The next day at 7 am, Bayu was still asleep with a small snoring sound coming out of his mouth. The man looked very tired. Because all night, he couldn't sleep at all.

Bayu was not aware that his mother had entered his room. The half-century woman only let out a long sigh with her hands folded on her chest.

"Woody, wake. You must fittings the same wedding dress Winda this morning. Not to mention picking up your future wife in her house," said her mother while shaking Bayu's body so that her child woke up soon.

Bayu also wriggled, raised his hands and then rubbed his face. "Ma, can't the fittings of his clothes be a little bad? Bayu is still very sleepy, the head also feels dizzy. Please, Ma said that Winda," he said, who refused to get out of bed.

"What time is it? Boutique recommended by you Mama when the day is crowded. Fear you guys did not even meet the owner of the boutique," said his mother.

Bayu closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again. "Even o'clock in the afternoon Ma. Okay well? Mayu wants to sleep again." The man then pulled the blanket again while closing his eyes.

"Yes, then." The mother finally gave up and chose to follow what Bayu said and came out of her child's room.

Bayu took a deep breath and fell asleep again in his sleep.

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The Nila residence. The woman had just finished combing her hair in front of the mirror. His gaze led to a cell phone that was on the table right in front of him. For eight years, Nila and Bayu always keep their communication well, from morning to night. Although sometimes equally busy, but when there is free time both often make video call.

But this time it was different. Since Nila replied to a message from Bayu, there was no longer a notification sound of messages or calls coming into her phone. His life was immediately silent and full of confusion, no matter what.

Then the longer, both of his hands were already very itchy. Nila also tried to contact Bayu back.

"If you want to know why I chose to marry another woman, of course there is only one. My Mama's Desire. It's clear, isn't it? So I'm asking you not to call me again. Understood?"

Nila had not been able to talk to him, the phone connection was cut. Her tears trickled back, not just a trickle, but like a stream flowing through her smooth cheeks. His face looked down with both hands that were squeezing fast the phone he was holding.

"Oh my God, why does loving her need this painful ending? Can I forget and take away my feelings for her?" nila said as she stared at her reflection in the mirror and cried until she was shocked. His eyes looked very puffy, even looked much more slender than before.

An hour later, Nila was tired of crying. He laid his body on the bed for a moment.

"If that woman was so much prettier than me, I would have completely changed my appearance all this time to be much more fashionable and classy. I would have proven to her and her Mama that I was a much better woman than that woman! Look at!" he mumbled feeling very sure.

Nila looked for her cell phone again. After meeting, he found out the recommended beauty clinics in his city. Then an office friend with him also told one of the new clinics, but it was located in the mall. Without a second thought, Nila immediately prepared. He had to leave right now and heed his eyes that looked so swollen. Lucky today is still a working holiday, so you can take advantage of Nila.

When she came out of the room in neat clothes, Lativa approached her.

"Where are you going, brother?"

"To the clinic," replied Nila briefly.

"What clinic? Eyes?" ask Lativa again.

"Beauty Clinic is Tiv." Nila rolled her lazy eyeballs.

Lativa's eyes immediately sparkled looking enthusiastic. "Seriously? I'm coming, right?"

"What the hell, your skin is still good. Treatment using skincare stalls is the same as baby powder. Fifteen years old too, go to the beauty clinic!" sewot Nila whose mood is not fine, and his sister became exposed to his sensitivity.

"So why the hell? Again, sure! Ibuuuuuuuu!" Lativa screams for his mother who is currently in the yard with her father.

"Whisper Tivaaaa! Just stay at home, don't follow!" nila's orders rushed straight out of the house.

"What the hell are you guys doing so early in the morning?" asked his father while folding the newspaper he had read earlier.

"It's Yah the Tiva ... Nila's going to the beauty clinic, you want a spa. I haven't taken care of myself for a long time. Eh son bontot Daddy same mother wants to come with everything," replied Nila with a cynical tone.

"Sister what's wrong with me coming, I'm not in a hold" Lativa said with a sad face.

"Can't! Brother wants to go alone." Nila wanted to say goodbye to her father, but Lativa immediately whined like a five-year-old child.

"Nila, take it there. Count your temenin on the road. Some dangers drive the car but your mind is still complicated," reply mother makes Nila can not dwell anymore.

Nila twisting lazy ball tanya. "Yes, Lativa is coming." He then looked towards his sister. "There get ready! Ten minutes hasn't come out yet, Brother stayin!" his orders then Lativa immediately show respect like a flag ceremony.

"Come it!"

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Ten minutes passed, Lativa came out of the house in neat clothes. Nila who was sitting behind the wheel also sounded the horn so that her sister could immediately go inside. But from the outside, Lativa actually stuck out his tongue, rubbing his sister while saying goodbye to their parents.

"There, later I tell you to go inside again," threatened her mother made Lativa immediately shake his head.

"Yes, ma'am yes."

"Jagain your brother! Don't keep him upset. I don't want it when you go home, your sister's face is still being ripped off like laundry hasn't been ironed yet" the mother said.

"Yes, I'm calm, but brother Nila again why the hell is Mom?" Lativa is still very curious about the condition of his sister since last night.

"Udah no. Ask a lot of questions, anyway you should make your brother happy again, okay?"

Lativa scratches his head that does not itch. Although actually he is still confused, but it would be nice for the girl to obey what her mother mandated to him.

"Ready Ma'am! We go first!"

Lativa ran over to the car and then immediately went inside.

"It's a long time!" nila protests then began driving her car.

"Sorry Brother, hehehe."

Nila just clucked with a focused look ahead.

"Can't you?" Lativa felt doubt mixed with fear. Moreover, the look on his brother's face was still creepy.

"What the hell is that? Daritadi before leaving also you nanya mulu," grumbled Nila was annoyed.

"Prophe dong Kak. Okay well? I don't want enemies with you anymore, brother."

"Hm! What's thewhat?"