Forced to Marry a Married Man
Chapter 42 Disassembled

Rafa looked at Natasha, feeling that she had the heart to lie to him all this time, "Natasha I asked you, did you give me the letter that I secured to Sarla?" 

Natasya lowered her eyes, her face flushed red, ashamed of her confession that did not give the letter to Sarla. 

"Natasha, I'm asking you once again. Is it true you didn't give me the letter?"

Rafa continues to pressure Natasha into telling the truth, yes no lie between the two. 

Tasya still holding the letter was just a small smile, as if there was a defense for Sarla. "Have you confessed to Natasha?"

"You quiet?"

The face covered by the veil was not entirely that, slightly snapping at Tasya. 

"Just relax, don't get angry!" 

Tasya replied, widening her lips smiling in front of the stressed Natasha. 

Sarla seeks justice for herself, "Natasha. Let's say honestly, what's the reason you didn't give me the letter?"

The two eyes of the friend who was so trusted by Sarla, even harbored hatred," you asked why I did that?"

"Yes why? What is the reason, even though I was in a slump, asking for help from you, as well as asking for Rafa's number to be able to help my father's company, but why did you even do something like this. What wrong? Until, you can do things that make our friendship split apart" said Sarla issued a feeling of disappointment towards the friend. 

Natasha's two eyes glazed over, after hearing the words and disappointment spewed from Sarla's mouth, "You want to know the reason. I did something like that?"

"why?"

Rafa was still silent beside Natasha, he wanted to hear the explanation coming from the mouth of the woman he believed to be his best friend. 

" To be honest I do this because I envy you, you can get good things.  I am ….!"

Both Natasya's eyes glazed with glass, looks he put hatred on Sarla very deep. 

Where Sarla said, "Iri, why should you envy me, are we not friends. Natasha?"

Natasha clasped both hands tightly, she tried to hold back the annoyance by saying." That's enough, we're not friends anymore."

Sarla was curious about the contents of the letter that Rafa had given her, whereupon she took the letter and now reads it. 

A love letter and wanted to propose to Sarla, "So?"

"You understand now, I love Rafa, but Rafa loves you."

Swallowing, Sarla doesn't know that Rafa likes her, and she doesn't. 

"Natasha, if you really like him I won't stop you from being with Rafa, I don't love him. We're best friends, don't have to be like this either."

Rafa looked towards Sarla, "so you don't love me?"

Sarla shook her head, and said, "if this letter gets to me, maybe I'll say so. I need your help Rafa, so that my papa's efforts don't depend on Daniel. 

I don't want to marry a married man, you know that. But now it's too late, all because of misunderstanding and selfishness until we blame each other. 

Tasya was like a savior and a solution between the two, "So you've forgiven Natasya?"

Tasya's words now answered Sarla, "Yes I have forgiven her, however she is my best friend."

"Owh, good then, you are indeed Sarla's good man. There are a lot of people who like you."

Tasya glared from before Natasya, as if he was satisfied to have revealed everything. 

"Natasha, I'll go home first. Thank you for our long-standing friendship, I appreciate you."

"Sarla."

Sarla smiled behind her veil, where her eyes narrowed. Natasha felt guilty about what she had done. 

He forgets Sarla is a good person. Even if she knew maybe Sarla would understand Natasha better. 

Rafa began to look at Natasha, looking so disappointed that he said." Why are you doing all this Natasya, what's my fault with you? You have the heart."

"Rafa, I don't mean that, I …."

"I'm sorry Natasya, we'd better cancel our proposal. "

"But, Rafa, why?"

"You ask why? You've let me down."

It hurt Natsya's heart at the time, she hated herself. Rafa left just like that, making her cry. 

"Natasha, how does it feel. Painful right?"

Tasya who draped both hands satirized Natasya. 

"you, why would you do something like this, huh?"

"Doing something like this, because I just want to wake you up, if what you're doing is wrong, so you should thank me, don't blame me."

Natasha wanted so badly, pulling her long hair, made the woman in pain.

But he abandoned his intentions because of shame, towards the college children who were staring at his debate with Tasya.

Pointing towards Tasya, he posed a pretty good threat to Tasya, "our business still continues, don't expect you to be free from your happiness."

Tasha could only wait for the retaliation from Natasha who had already threatened her.

The woman in her shar'i clothes now left Tasya alone, Iya walked full of anger and pain, because her marriage failed.

" Why did all this happen to me?"

Natasha starts picking up her phone from her bag, trying to contact Rafa who has canceled her wedding.

"I have to straighten this out, I don't want to lose the man I really loved long ago. Rafa, why did you break our relationship." Natasha is waiting for a vehicle to pass in front, Iya came home alone to take a taxi, when she was close to Rafa, Natasha always went back and forth with the man she loved so much riding in the car.

But now Natasya is really down.

Rafa leaves just like that, leaving Natasha on campus.

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Sarla starts riding in her car, she sees Natasha waiting for a taxi to come home.

Because of the heartlessness and also the very high solidarity. Sarla approached her best friend, lowered the windshield and said, "Natasha let's go home together. "

Natasya turned her face away from Sarla." No, I can go alone. "

"Yes if that is your will I go first yes" said Sarla who did not want to force her friend.

However Sarla still values Natasha as her best friend, she has no thoughts of leaving Natasha and hating her.

"Why was the cab so long?"

The phone rang, where Natasha got a phone call from her father. " Hello, what's wrong?"

"Let's go home quickly, papah now there's a problem!"

Deg ....

Of course hearing the father's words made Natasha surprised, because it was not usual for the father to say such a thing.

"What's up, dad?"

"Hurry you're home!"