It Turns out There's Love
52 - THE BRIDEGROOM'S RAMPAGE

"Your brother Zafran, who by order of your father met me at my apartment last night. Zafran told me everything. He also asked me to come here before your marriage contract was carried out," explained Citra who made Zafira back round his eyes. He does not believe, the two heroes who have saved him from Ronald's deceit are the father and his twin brother.

"Some time ago, your father sent his men to investigate who Ronald's lover was. And they found out that I was Ronald's girlfriend. They found my apartment, spied on me every day and took hundreds of pictures of me with Ronald to hand over to your papa. Good thing Zafran came in time, told me everything and immediately told me to see you. Because if it's too late, I don't know what will happen to me and my future son, if Ronald gets married to you," Citra said softly and returned crying as she pleased.

Zafira was stunned to hear Citra's explanation. Her tears came back. The shadow of the papa and Zafran appeared in his mind. As much as the affection of the father and his brother to him, to do all this for him.

"Papa, Zafran, thank you. I'm sorry I never trusted and obeyed your warnings. I love you guys" whispered Zafira's heart full of regret.

The mood is silent. The two girls were swept away in a long daydream that kept spinning in each other's minds. Until finally Citra re-opens the voice.

"Sorry Zafira, have you ever slept with Ronald?" Citra, fearfully, tried to ask the privacy question, instantly breaking Zafira's daydream.

Not without reason Citra asked about it. Because he wanted to know, what kind of relationship Ronald with Zafira so far. His heart was eagerly awaiting Zafira's answer.

"Haahh?," Zafira's mouth gaped, her eyes bulging. Astounded. That's how he feels. He stared at the girl in front of him.

"Sorry Citra, I'm not as free as you. I'm not like you either. I was never taught by my parents to give my chastity to a man who was not yet my mahram. Thank God until now I have never done that disgusting thing you asked," Zafira was upset to hear Citra's question.

Zafira felt Citra compare the personalities of the two of them. And Zafira does not accept that she should be compared to a girl like Citra, who is willing to give up everything before there is a marriage bond.

Suddenly the image that had been crying, suddenly smiled happily. He was relieved that his position was safe. If Zafira has not been touched by Ronald, it means her position is safe, not having to share a husband with Zafira.

But in the girl's mind, she felt amazed by Zafira's personality. Eight years is not a little time to be in a relationship with a man, let alone a wild man like Ronald, but Zafira is able to keep his honor from a male teaser and destroyer like his lover.

There was a certain admiration in the heart of the girl seeing the person of Zafira. Not only was she beautiful and brainy, but she was also smart to guard herself from men who the majority just wanted to suck the honey from a girl, after which they left without mercy.

The smiling image of seeing Zafira, to him Zafira is a near-perfect girl figure. From the start of the face, body curves, brain and even personality. It's only natural that Ronald won't let go and is determined to make her his wife.

"Thank you Zafira, you've been guarding your honor. It helped me a lot and made my position safer. At least I'm now relieved not to have to share my husband with you and can hold Ronald accountable for quickly becoming a father to my future son. Now I am also calmer because I can make Ronald the only father for my son without having to share my father with the son of another woman" Citra said honestly.

Zafira smiled faintly hearing Citra's words. He still digests his words. Yes, for now the image is safe, but doesn't the girl think that someday, Ronald will share the seeds again for another woman?

Zafira was completely confused by Citra's way of thinking, why she still wanted to stick with Ronald, who was clearly not a good man to be a husband. But Zafira does not want to interfere too far, it's Citra's personal business and let him finish and live, the most important thing at the moment, Zafira felt lucky to have been saved from male prostitutes like Ronald.

Zafira had not yet answered Citra's words, the door opened and someone walked into the room.

"Honey, are you ready?," suddenly a voice called out to Zafira, who made the two girls jump with faces engraved in shock.

The man had not seen clearly who was with his future wife. With a firm step, he smiled towards Zafira.

Both Zafira and Citra, were very memorized by that voice. Simultaneously, the two girls as fast as lightning turned their heads towards the arrival of the sound that appeared from the direction of the door.

The eyes of the two opened wide staring at the arrival of Ronald who had stood three meters away from the seat they were sitting on.

And not only did the two girls feel shocked, Ronald felt something more tense, crashing into his heart. The man felt panic. His eyes opened wide almost out of place to see Citra sitting with Zafira.

Ronald, who was wearing a white suit matching Zafira's kebaya, suddenly froze, just standing there, not daring to move his body. His bones stiffened to move. He nodded without saying a word. Only his face could not hide the tension, looking at the two girls in front of him in turn.

Clearly visible, the man's face depicts fear and panic. He remained in his place without daring to step foot. His intention to kiss and hug Zafira was canceled. Let alone doing that, even closer to the two girls in front of him, he did not dare.

Zafira's lips were tightly clenched, only his eyes were wide open with a glare of hatred stored in both eyes' retinas. His gaze pierced sharply into the heart of the man, the man who had given the wind of heaven to him but it turned out that behind him sowed and planted disgusting seeds for another girl.

With a slow motion, Zafira moved from sitting. Walking closer to Ronald, not forgetting, one hand outstretched grabbed a glass filled with water on the table.

"Byuuur"

The stifled image saw that, but he could do nothing but shut up. Inwardly, he did not blame Zafira for doing so to Ronald. It is appropriate that Ronald was given a lesson so that his behavior and bad habits can change a little.

Not only is the image choked. Ronald felt the same way. He did not expect Zafira to do such a rough thing to him. Yet during their relationship, not once did Zafira get rude to him.

The man rubbed his face that had been wet from the water flush with the palm of his hand, while still not turning his eyes staring in horror at his future wife.

The Zafira she had known all along was so beautiful and charming, but today that face turned cold, stiff, her gaze as if wanting to pounce and skin her like a zombie looking for prey.

"Honey-honey? W-what are you doing?," the man stammered, still trying to ask in a voice showing a fear that could not be hidden.

Zafira was still silent a thousand languages and was still staring intently at the man without taking out a single word. The glass was held in his left hand, while his right hand was raised into the air.

"Republica"

One slap so hard landed on the left cheek of her future husband.

Imagra aghast. The girl spontaneously stood up from the chair as she watched Zafira rage. Again and again he could only be silent. He understood Zafira's feelings and allowed the girl to do anything to vent her heartache to Ronald without any intention of doing so.

"Republica"

One hard slap landed back on Ronald's left cheek.

"Republica"

"Republica"

"Republica"

"Republica"

"Republica"

I don't know how many times Zafira has raised her hand against Ronald's face without the slightest pity. Until he did not realize that he had dropped the glass in his hand, until the sound of the glass sounding loud hit the floor and broke into pieces into a shard. But the girl ignored. He continued to punch Ronald in the face until finally he himself felt exhausted and felt his palms feel hot, sore and reddish.

Ronald did not avoid or fight. He just received all the slaps from the girl. Since he was convinced, Citra must have told him all about their relationship. And he did not dare to defend himself, Zafira must have known all his rottenness.

"Honey..," Ronald makes a hoarse voice, after seeing that Zafira has stopped the blow.

"What's? Honey?," cut Zafira quickly with a unsheathed look to the man's bead in front of her.

"Honey, I." called Ronald back, trying to explain everything but his words were forced to stop when Zafira's hand hit again.

"Republica"

One more slap doesn't come to Ronald's face. I don't know, this has been a slap for how many times. But still unable to treat the pain that pierced the heart of the girl.

"Never call me that word again! I was disgusted to hear it!," Zafira snapped with eyes radiating anger.

"I..," Ronald again wanted to say but Zafira again slashed his sentence.

"I what? What do you want to explain to me again? You liar man! A fraud! Traitor! You've been cheating on me for years, Ronald! You have betrayed my love! I have given my heart and spent a lot of time on you! But you played with my feelings. Eight years you made me look like a fool!," cried Zafira already unstoppable.

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