Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
S2. Not at the blessing
Divta clasped Mentari's hand tightly, while the girl just looked down with cold sweat drenching her forehead.
"What do you mean, Divta?!" hardik Melly stared at her son sharply.
"Ma, speak slowly," Ferdy told his wife. He just shakes his head.
There was Susanti there too who was bowing. She failed at being a mother because she couldn't teach her daughter. He had forbidden Mentari to be in contact with Divta, but his son did not hear her words at all. However, Susanti cannot blame Mentari. As a woman, she knows how her son feels. Love does not always stand for circumstances.
"If she speaks slowly she doesn't listen, Pa" said Melly upset. He looked hatefully at Mentari. "Dance, do you realize who you are? You're just a poor girl who doesn't deserve to be with my son. You should have glazed back bah_"
"Ma, enough!" cut Divta half yelling.
Melly and Ferdy were shocked when they heard Divta's voice echoing and shrieking. All this time his son never said rude to his parents.
"You're really outrageous, Divta!" sentak Mentari's.
Ferdy took his breath in. He did not dispute the relationship between Divta and Mentari and instead he gave his blessing but his wife who did not want her son to have a relationship with a poor woman like Mentari.
"Ma, I beg you not to insult Mentari. I love him and we love each other. I don't mind our different statuses. For what status if not love each other," said Divta defending.
Tears of Mentari and Susanti shed when they heard Melly's insults. Both women of different ages are self-conscious who were born poor. But can both blame love and feelings.
"Think of our family's good name, Divta." Melly's breathing goes up and down holding back emotions.
"I don't care, Ma," said Divta casually. The man clasped the hand of his little lover to channel the power through the touch of his hand.
"Oh that's what you want. Now you choose Mana or this poor girl."
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"Ma," said Ferdy.
Divta shook her head in disbelief at the mother's words. She loves her mother very much. The woman who gave birth to him and raised him and cared for him with tenderness and affection until he grew into a man. But if you have to choose between Mentari and his mother, of course he will choose the girl. His feelings for Mentari are not kidding.
"You want to choose him. You get out of this house. Leave Al and El. Leave Papa and Mama behind" Melly threatened.
"Al wants it the same, Mama," said Al hugging Mentari.
"El too," continued El hugging Mentari who was standing while looking down.
"al, El-b. What the hell do you expect from the village girl ter_"
"Enough, Mom!" hardik Susanti's.
Everyone looked at Susanti. The middle-aged woman who had been silent since her son was despised now spoke up. Her heart was hot when her daughter was in a corner like that.
"Well, where is it wrong? What did I say wrong? Aren't you poor women who dream of being with rich men like my son?"
"Ma," reprimands Ferdy and Divta together.
"All right." Susanti took her breath in. "Dance, let's get out of this house. Forget your love, one day you will find a man who can love you for who you are and his family loves you too" Susanti said gently to her son.
"No, Bik," refused Divta
"Mama, you can't miss" said Al and El at the same time.
"Yes, Bik. I don't want to lose Mentari" continued Divta.
Melly clenched her hands tightly. Just this time he saw the figure of Divta that he did not know all this time, even though his son was the most obedient and always listened to his words.
"Divta, now you choose her or Mama. If you choose him you're not Mama's son anymore and please get out of this house but don't take Al and El," Melly said, pointing at the door.
"Ma, don't go too far" said Ferdy, sighing quietly. "Let them unite, Ma" said Ferdy. He was surprised his wife asked his son to get married immediately but when Divta had found the woman he wanted instead was not blessed.
"No. Mama will never bless their relationship at any time. Mama wouldn't want to have a poor daughter-in-law like her" Melly replied with a stirring emotion in her chest. He was completely insincere and could not let his son marry a poor girl like Mentari.
"Now who do you choose, Divta?" Melly smiled mockingly. He was very sure if Divta would choose him because his son loved him very much.
"I chose Mentari, Ma. And I chose to leave this house even without Al and El" Divta said confident in her decision. Because he really can not be far from Mentari, even though he had to part with his son.
Again Ferdy and Melly did not believe Divta's words and so did Mentari and Susanti.
The mentor even looked at the man inside. He did not expect that Divta would choose him and was willing to leave the family he loved so much.
"Mama didn't expect, Divta. You're really evil. You have the heart to leave your parents and children for a girl who does not deserve to be with you" said Melly disappointed. Unknowingly the middle-aged woman's tears were dripping profusely down her cheeks.
"I love Mentari, I can't lose her. I'd do anything for him." Never before had Divta felt this deep feeling in someone. But the girl he held his hand was capable of ravaging his heart and soul.
"Mas," call Mentari shakes her head.
"Mas won't give up, honey. Mas loves you very much. Don't go," beg Divta.
Susanti was moved. He was carried away when he saw the seriousness of Divta in fighting for her son. As a woman, of course, she is grateful to have a daughter-in-law who loves her daughter so much.
Mentari put their hands together, "Mas, Dance is also very much the same, Mas. But Tari does not want to because of Dance, Mas must lose Mom. Mother is a woman who has given birth and raised, Mas," said Mentari stored with tears flowing on her cheeks. While Al and El hugged the girl tightly while crying because they did not want to part with Mentari.
"Choose Mom, Mom. Dance doesn't want us to get married without blessing. Dance doesn't want you to lose, Mas. Maybe we are not a match, Dari sure someday Mas will find happiness Mas own."
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