Forced to Marry a Handsome Waria
Emotions That Overflow

Meanwhile, Alya takes the car in a direction he does not know. He was only determined not to return for a while, until Dion actually asked him to come back and prove, that Alya is very important and meaningful to him.

Alya took out her phone from her bag, and placed it on the seat beside the steering wheel. He hoped that Dion would contact him and that he would not have to leave and immediately abandon his intention to avoid Dion.

“My phone, cake! Show me that I'm important to you!” muttered Alya, while still driving his vehicle very well.

Although Alya was in a situation and conditions that were not good, he did not want to make his life just disappear. There were still many dreams he had to pursue, and there were still many people he hated, whom he had to repay for their treatment of him long ago.

DRINGS!

Sure enough, some time later Alya's phone rang, making Alya instantly sumringah immediately because of it. He slightly glanced at his mobile phone, which turned out to be true Dion's name on the screen of his cellphone.

“Well, good you know yourself!” he muttered, who instantly checked his voice to be smooth when he first spoke to Dion.

“Ekhm ..” Alya picked up the phone from Dion.

“Halo, Alya! Lo where is it? Flip cepetan!” tell her cynically, making Alya grin with pleasure because Dion who apparently still cares about her.

“Balik splints! I am confused how to go home! There won't be a taxi like this! People won't want me to overlap either!” snarled Dion again.

Alya who was very happy because Dion contacted him, suddenly the smile faded, so upset because the purpose of Dion contacted him just because he was confused who to go home with tonight.

That made Alya very disappointed for the umpteenth time in Dion.

“Lo crazy, huh? Girl you go do not know where, instead of being asked to go home because you are worried, instead told to go home because you are confused about how to go home later!” alya snapped, which made Dion sigh violently.

“Udah, Al! Don't make it up now! I can't go home, hmm!” said Dion, who is trying to divert their conversation.

Working all day, making Dion very unfocused to discuss the problems that occur in women. He also can not guess what women feel when his mind is tired.

Alya was very unable to accept it, then felt her anger getting higher again from the beginning. He really had made up his mind, to momentarily leave the world of television.

Whatever how later.

“Dengerin I'm fine, yes. I will never appear again on the set! Don't you ever look for me! I won't be coming back!!” shouted Alya, who was already unable to hold back her emotions anymore.

He shouted, as if spilling all the frustration that was in his heart. He felt a little relieved, when he had taken out all the contents in his heart to Dion.

The phone connection was cut off, making Dion confused after hearing the speech from Alya.

“Alya! Alya!! Don't try, yeah! Alya!!” peekik Dion is useless, because the phone connection has been cut since Alya finished shouting earlier.

The journey that he did not know where his destination was, so confused what he had to do. He could not return to their apartment, because he was too upset and desperate with Dion's attitude and treatment.

Alya rubbed her head slowly, “Gue where should it be?” he murmured, who felt he did not know where to go.

Alya was reminded of her grandmother's village, which was quite far from her current place. Because the night was too late, he hesitated to go there or not.

“There no, yes?” he murmured, who still felt very doubtful.

Alya thought for a moment, about her decision to leave Dion earlier was not wrong. He felt himself right, and had to shy away from Dion who could only use him.

“Yes, I have to get there!” he muttered, who now made up his mind to go to his grandmother's house.

***

The trip has been taken for approximately 5 hours. At this time the clock had shown at two in the morning, no one was passing through this deserted and steep road. Rain fell rapidly, soaking the streets of the suburban village, which rarely passed by others.

Alya had managed to travel that distance, just because of the pain of his heart that was still felt in the bottom of his heart.

Alya is one of the young artists, who has only been pioneering for a few years in the entertainment world of the country. He has passed all kinds of tests and auditions, to prove that he deserves to get a stage in this entertainment world.

However, his journey as a new artist was not as easy as he had imagined. Because they always looked down on the artist who had just come out, those who had dark eyes often did things that were not good to Alya.

For example, in this case, who made himself run from the set, after he finished the scene that will be aired. His opponents do indecent things, which can make him uncomfortable.

Alya drove her car at a slow speed, so slippery the streets of the village where her grandmother lived.

“Duh ... be careful, here! The road is slippery!” he murmured, who could still think rationally, even though his mental health was being compromised.

Not only this once he was harassed by his co-star. He also often gets ill treatment when he is on other filming locations. They mocked him, because of his not-so-good acting from the person who was teasing him.

BRACKET!

Alya was upset again, because he imagined again every incident on the set, so he poured his anger by pounding the steering wheel of his car that he was driving it.

“Why the hell, so that great artist is not as easy as I thought?! Why are they always harassing me like this? Either hold your ass, hold your chest! I feel stained, by their actions! Maybe for them it's a joke, but if you've touched physically, it's not a joke!” shouted Alya, who was trying to vent her anger inside her car.

Only in the car, he can vent his emotions, so there is no place for him to complain. Her lover who was her manager, was very unconcerned about what happened to her. All he cared about was income and jobs, which he had to arrange for Alya.