HATE TO LOVE
Too Stupid

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Anisa POV

"I'm getting married again!" The words of my husband that did not stop making my heart like slashed, how could he say such crazy things, while we were only three months married.

I know that our marriage is not based on love, but, is it not sacred and not to be played with?

"But mas, we're new--"

"Viona's pregnant, I have to marry her before her belly gets bigger" she said, looking a bit heavy as she passed it on to me.

My mouth suddenly became mute because it was touched by the words of my husband, and I underlined, even during the three months of our marriage, mas Bimo never touched me at all.

I want to be angry, but to whom? He would say it was his life, and I had no right to it.

I want to cry too, but cry what? This marriage is just pretend, mas Bimo is not really my husband either.

Why is the pain I feel so real? It was as if I was really a hurt wife and in the dzolimi of her husband.

Oh heart, realize,,, it's none of your business, no need to be too deep into the role, or it turns out that my heart is already attached to my pretend husband?

My breath seemed to stop, how could this marriage become more complicated, not only was my business and he finished until we were really divorced, but instead came again a new problem in our fake household.

"Nisa, I will probably live with Viona more often after we get married because her pregnancy requires extra attention from me, are you willing to move to the apartment so as not to arouse suspicion on grandfather?" Mas Bimo said again continuing his words earlier, even this time it sounded more painful to me.

I was asked to move to the Apartment to be a shield in covering their relationship, angry, hot and sick it feels like this heart, why? Why must I always sacrifice for his sake, selfish!

First for the happiness of his grandfather and to save his good name I was asked to marry him, then now for the sake of the lover and the baby in his birth I also have to sacrifice again to cover everything.

But if in the aftermath from the beginning, the only blame I deserve is myself, maybe I'm too naive and too stupid, so just want to do all that, if from the beginning I refuse too, this will not happen, but again it has all happened, I must be able to take responsibility for the decision I took myself.

"Well, I'll try to talk to Grandpa" I replied briefly.

"Nis, thank you." Mas Bimo's eyes looked at me deeply, no matter what the meaning of his gaze was, there was a foreign highlight that I could not understand from the look in his eyes, such as regret, sadness, or--ah, ah, I don't know maybe I just exist, is not she should be happy at this time because she should be getting a baby from the woman she loves.

"Congratulations, over Viona's mba pregnancy." My words were all my might trying to say that out loud, though honestly about how it felt.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I've dragged you into my not-so-simple problems, I'm sorry to force you into the middle of my complicated life, I was wrong, I was wrong, all this is my fault" said Mas Bimo as he grabbed both of my hands into his grasp.

My blood suddenly rippled violently, how could I feel this groggy just because of the grasp of a Bimo's hand.

"Mas, this has become my destiny, I just want to live it to the finish, only 3 months left, right?" I said reminding her of our marriage agreement which will only last for 6 months.

I pulled my hand from the grasp of Bimo mas, I do not want my feelings that clearly put my heart on him to grow and flower with this treatment, he said, while I have to be realistic that Bimo's mas won't be possible for me, especially now that he's going to be the father of an innocent baby, of course I can't take it even if he's my rightful husband.

But when I managed to release my hand from the grasp of his hand, mas Bimo actually hugged me tightly, tightly until I was tight and could not breathe.

"M-mas!" Call me.

"Please, just let me be like this for a second!" whispered.

Mas Bimo loosened his embrace, but did not let go, he still held me who was now like a living statue.

There were no words spoken from the two of us, only the sound of a sobbing from the burly man who was holding me.

Ah, that's right. Is Bimo crying? Did my ears hear wrong? But wait, my shoulder feels cold and wet. She was crying, Bimo was crying, but why?

I wanted to ask him once, but my lips were again locked tightly, yes let it be, if indeed by crying like that he could eliminate all his sadness.

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POV Author

Maybe for some people it will feel strange, men who cry?

But is not a man also a man, he can also release all the emotions that are held back through his cries.

Just like the current Bimo who was quietly sobbing in the arms of his wife. Somehow Bimo felt very emotional when he heard Anisa's words reminding him of their marriage which is only 3 months away.

Hearing that why his heart seemed unwilling to lose a figure as good and sincere as Anisa, who could even still congratulate her on the pregnancy of the woman who seized her husband and had clearly already desecrated their marriage, even though this was just a mock marriage.

No one knows if Bimo is indeed as fragile as it is, must accept the reality of being an orphan since childhood and only get affection only from his grandfather, making Bimo always keep all his problems alone, he said, be it school problems, work problems, including his personal problems, he did not want his grandfather burdened if he told Surya the problem.

"Again, thank you Nis," said Bimo while breaking his arms, his heart has now been greatly relieved after hugging his wife, even the positive energy that Anisa has now seemed to be infected with her, really Anisa can make him calm even with just her embrace.

"Sina!" Call Bimo again when Anisa is about to get off the couch.

Cups !

Bimo kissed Anisa's forehead deeply, making all over Anisa's body now bristling all.

"Sleep there let me sleep here." Point Bimo towards the mattress, because according to the agreement they took turns sleeping on the sofa and Mattress and this time it should be Anisa's turn to sleep on the sofa.

"Hem," Anisa nodded and immediately ran towards the mattress and covered her entire body until her head hid her face which was now very red and hot because of Bimo's treatment earlier.

While Bimo only smiled a little while shaking his head slowly looking at the adorable behavior of his wife who was like a child.

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"Grandpa, me and Nisa want to study independently, we want to live a household together in the apartment, every weekend we will stay here," Bimo opened the conversation and made his point that morning to his grandfather.

"Anisa, do you feel uneasy here?" Surya instead put his question to his former granddaughter.

"Ah, not cake. Nisa is at home, and very comfortable living here, everyone is good with Nisa, it's just, right said mas Bimo, we want to feel the learning to live independently." Anisa who was asked such a question clearly became unwell, she was afraid that Surya thought nothing of her.

"Hemh, actually grandfather is heavy to release the two of you, just that you already have your own family and it is only natural that you want to have your own life, alright grandfather allow it, hopefully with this path you can soon get a baby, and you can give a lot of great-grandpa!" surya said with hope.

Surya's words just made Bimo and Anisa can only throw views to each other responding to Surya's words, especially Bimo who felt very insinuated with his grandfather's words.