Duda But Perjaka
Chapter 31

Chaca looked up, her eyes squinting at the guts of the man in front of her. "Don't touch me!" pekik Chaca growled.

That man is Gandhi. He left his reception, even leaving the rightful woman to be his wife in pursuit of Chaca.

Gandhi was still unmoved, his gaze was cheering. Implied sadness was also in the glint of his eyes. The man kept trying to get close to Chaca, but Chaca rebelled even kicking Gandhi repeatedly withstanding the pain in his leg.

"Lo's gapain here? Your wife is waiting in a different place. Why are you walking my way?" chaca shouted loudly.

Mang Maman who was afraid of anything happening with his young miss, rushed down to approach. He ran in a hurry.

"Miss! What the hell's going on? Neng is okay?" ask the driver.

"Sir, do you remember me?" gandhi asked slowly turning his gaze toward Mang Maman.

His finger pointed at Gandhi and then taped to the temple while trying to remember. "Oh ... Aden was a brownie salesman, wasn't he?" he was excited when he remembered it. Obviously, the man's face did not change much. Just getting more charming.

"Rubber, Sir. I'd like to pinjem Chaca for a second. You believe me, don't you?" gandhi pleaded. "Please, this is important" he continued.

Mang Maman scratched his head in confusion. Chaca was still crying. The middle-aged man nodded. Because he believes Gandhi was a good man.

"Thank you" Gandhi said, clutching Chaca's body into his car. Well, the car he bought a week ago.

The salary he collected during this time can buy a minimalist home as well as used cars that are still quite good.

Gandhi did not care about Chaca who kept hitting her arm. He continued to hold the girl in his arms and slowly sat down in the passenger side seat. The seatbelt was immediately attached before the woman fled.

Gandhi then drove out his car. Mang Maman just followed them from behind. During the trip Chaca threw her face out the window. Gandhi also did not speak.

Until he arrived at a green lake. A very shady, cool and shady place. Without saying a word, Gandhi went down and held Chaca again. Put it on the grass.

Gandhi sighed, carefully applying the ointment to relieve his bruise. Chaca still threw away her sight. He was tired of that guy. He could have been nice just because of his pity or guilt.

"It must be sick?" gandhi asked after sitting next to Chaca. Both of them faced a calm expanse of water with a cool breeze blowing on their bodies.

"More hurt I am" Chaca said without looking back.

Gandhi bent his legs, wrapping his arms together to embrace his knees. "Relike, Cha. My heart also hurts" Gandhi said with a bitter smile. His eyes are also sharp.

"No matter!" cetus Chaca with his flat face.

Gandhi said, "Where have you been this week? Every second I try to contact you. Even my work is messed up because I keep thinking about you. Are you all right, Cha? Why did you suddenly disappear?" The successive questions from the man made Chaca's heart throb even more.

"Not to be so smart about caring. You forget to be someone's husband now? Take care of your wife! From now on, never interfere in my affairs. Don't ever care about me. And I hope I never see you again. If it needs to be forever!"

Chaca's anger is overflowing. However, it was silent when Gandhi suddenly kissed his lips. Until a slap landed on the man's cheek.

"Suck!" chaca with watery eyes.

"Hit me, Cha. Keep hitting until you are satisfied. Hit me until your heart is healed. I'm willing. One thing you should know. I just love you. In my heart is only your name. And until whenever it's just you" Gandhi said in a trembling voice staring into Chaca's eyes. Implying a seriousness of the man's words.

"Bullshitt!! Don't talk nonsense. If you love me why you marry someone else. My heartache, you ruined my feelings. Why don't you just kill me?!" chaca yelled frustrated with tears.

Gandhi's heart seemed to be slashed open to see Chaca like that. He hugged Chaca's body. Despite being beaten to the chest, Gandhi did not care. He also cried while gently stroking Chaca's head. Until the girl is calmer in her arms.

"Actually ...."