DISPUTE OF HEART
Hatred

All the words and treatment of Briyan in the past is now so imprinted in Asha's mind, his hatred increasingly becomes when he remembers his bad memories in the past, his body shakes, his hair is disheveled, injured hands that cause some blood spots, tears do not recede from the eye patch.

His eyes stared fiercely withstanding anger, immediately Briyan's shadow became very disgusting, even the photos of Briyan who was originally neatly displayed in his room were now no longer salvageable, everything was destroyed in the hands of Asha. Asha hates Briyan, even to hear her name alone Asha is so disgusted.

Indeed, the true definition of heartache according to Asha is when Asha has been betrayed by the man she initially loved so much, her heart was so hurt, it is possible that Briyan was not wrong about her feelings, he said, because from the beginning Briyan had indeed rejected it, but Asha still forced Briyan to remain in his heart, while Briyan did not allow it, Asha's heart was so sore when her love was unrequited, his sincerity was met with lies by Briyan. Asha disappointed.

Asha's eyes circulate in the room that is now like a ship broken, whether how many times the items in his room have become victims of Asha's anger.

Instantly his eyes looked at the manakin that was displayed in the corner of his room, Asha's eyes dripped back.

“I love you so much, but why do you always treat me so badly? You betrayed our marriage, while I kept thinking about you? Is this fair to me?” asha's tears just escaped, her delicate hands gently sweeping at the clothes hanging before her, her reflection returning a few months ago.

‘I'll make a wedding dress for myself!’ Asha cheered happily after she finished making the picture for her own dream dress, the teacher at her tutoring place had already taught her how to make a very simple wedding dress, of course Asha's ability had not reached the professional stage, but she had not yet reached the professional stage, it's just that Asha is determined to design her own wedding dress.

For days Asha tried to finish her work, but often failed, the girl did not complain, only occasionally crying when her finger was pricked by a needle, or pierced by scissors, until her hands were plastered.

‘Non, isn't this shirt fabric the same as Non?’ nightgown Bi Inah frowned while peeking at the work of Asha who was only a quarter, even though it had been a week Asha was struggling with her work.

‘Hmh, I deliberately made my wedding dress made of silk nightgown, so that the dress after the party event I can use to sleep also’ Asha explained with enthusiasm.

‘Loh? Isn't it weird, Non?’ Bi Inah was getting clueless.

‘So weird Bi, later when it's finished it will look beautiful, this is not right Bi, ah, how later I will use this dress at my recipe show later, this dress will be multi-functional, can be used for parties, can also be directly used for sleep, huaaaahhhh ... I can't wait Bi’ Asha's eyes are getting sparkling, Bi Inah just smiled when he saw the behavior of Asha at that time.

‘Now do not eat first, it has been since a week ago Non less eating and less rest, just save it first Non, later on again.’ Bi Inah suggested.

‘Can't Bi! I have to finish it soon, next month I want to follow Briyan, it happens that Briyan will take a semester break, so she can go home and we have a reception, his marriage certificate is already so’ Asha giggled with his delusion.

‘Oalaaahhh, Aunty joins Seneng Non,’ Bi Inah smiles while mangosteen.

Finally the dress could be finished just before Asha's departure to visit Briyan, and now the dress was as if it was mocking Asha, after things had become as complicated as they are now, how could Asha still dream of wearing such a dress?.

Immediately Asha kicked the mannequin displaying her wedding dress, then stepped on it in annoyance.

“I hate you! The murderer! I swear, you will feel what I feel!” asha's teeth were shaking strongly, she immediately wiped her blood and tears, then rose up from her room, dialed the number on her phone and then stepped her feet towards her car in a disheveled condition.

‘Yes! I want to meet!’ asha's voice was so firm, the girl turned on her car engine, drove it at high speed, ignoring the screams of Bi Inah who shouted her name.

***

“Where is Asha? I want to meet my wife Asha”

The adult man who was trying to lock the gate of a Villa fell silent, frowned then scrutinized the appearance of the young man before him meticulously.

“Aden this who?” tanyanya's confused.

“I Briyan, Asha's husband, she must be inside right?” briyan asked impatiently, his gaze lurking inside the Villa that looks empty, but Briyan caught something, if the Villa was just inhabited by someone, the aroma was very noticeable.

“Sorry, Non Asha is not here Den” man who claimed to be named Asep as the Villa guard shook his head.

“Really Den, Non Asha is not here” Asep back shook his head.

“Then, who lived in this Villa before, I know exactly if this Villa has been vacated for many years, and now you are here?” Briyan glanced cynically at Asep.

“S sa I was only assigned to clean this Villa by Mrs Den” said Mang Asep nervously.

“Mistress? Who is Asep's mang?” Briyan stared intently at the man before her, making the man look ragged.

“Mrs Agnes Den” says Mang Asep in one breath.

“Mamih?” Briyan rounded her eyes, from earlier she was in the fog to find out the existence of Asha alone, why did she not ask Mamih or Papih? Yep! They must know something.

“Stupid!” briyan said to himself, but in another response by Mang Asep who was in front of him.

“Stupid? Wh who? Me?” he asked himself with a furious tone because he said stupid, did not want to take a headache, continued the man immediately locked the gate of the Villa, continuing his work that was delayed due to the presence of Briyan.

“Child is now disrespectful to parent” grumbled Mang Asep with annoyance. However, Mang Asep's annoyance was immediately sidetracked as his phone continued to ring, picking up his phone Mang Asep immediately spoke to his interlocutor with a body bowed respectfully.

“Ya, Sir?” Mang Asep looked so scared when he heard the voice across there.

“...”

“Ya, Den Briyan just left Tuan”

“...”

“As per Tuan”'s order

“...”

“Good Tuan”

Mang Asep rubbed his face rough, then set his breath slowly, why is that intangible human being so creepy? Even his form alone did not know, but Mang Asep was so frightened when he made a mistake.

“Aura rich people are indeed different, hhiiiyyy ..”

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