Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)

Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
S2. Restore the heart


Mentari went into the room provided by her brother. He stared at the luxurious room away from his room while at Divta's house. From the beginning her brother had asked her to stay here, but she did not want to and chose to help her mother.


The girl sat on the lip of the bed while smiling wryly. He could not deny just a few hours apart with Divta and the twins had made his heart miss.


"Mas, I miss you so much" he said. "I miss Al and El. Have they taken a shower? Have they eaten," he said while monologuing himself.


Again the girl smiled wryly. Life is not always on the side. Just because he is poor and has nothing and then in one eye. No one knew he had a rich brother.


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Soon Mentari took her phone. He smiled when he saw the message sent through an app. A message from her brother who wanted to come home when he heard her and her mother were kicked out of the employer's house.


"I'm grateful to have brothers who care about me. I promise, Brother. It won't disappoint you" he murmured.


Mentari chose to restore his own heart. Although to forget Divta is not an easy thing. He had to exert all his thoughts and energy so that he could wipe the man out of his heart.


"Mas, I wish we were a match. Although the possibility is small. If you're not a match, I'm grateful to have known you. Although our story is very short but the memories I will keep until later. Take good care of yourself, Mom. Titip Al and El," said Mentari.


The girl laid her body on the bed. He did not understand why some people call it just as heartbroken because when he woke up, he felt his body rusoa was broken. He felt his bones crumble along with a heart that also melted to pieces and was not formed again.


The girl stared blankly ahead while hugging her bolster pillow. He tried not to cry. Maybe this is the first time he fell in love and broke his heart, making him fragile and helpless. His heart was very sensitive and not as strong as he had imagined.


"Mas, I miss."


Divta's shadow and the man's smile were still ringing in Mentari's head. The first kiss left a memory he could never forget. The girl held her lips, the warmth of Divta's lips still felt attached there.


Mentari who was originally a lay girl relationship problems like that and has never even been touched by a man. Divta was the first man to touch her lips and it could not be forgotten.


"Mas," he murmured.


"I really miss you, Mom. I want to meet you and hug you. I want to let go of all my longing in your arms" he said.


Before parting and separating, Divta's shadow that was crying while forcing her back flashed across her shadow. But she can't go back, Mentari doesn't want the man she loves to lose the love of her parents. It's okay if he's not happy in the end.


Long the girl muttered and monologued herself until finally she fell asleep with wet eyes from crying. His face looked sad with the eyelids that swell due to the slow crying.


His first love must end because of a different caste. Is it inappropriate for a poor girl to like a rich man like Divta?


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"Van, later you leave with Aunt Tari ya," Meysa said to her son.


Gevan is 18 years old and just like Mentari. He also attended the same campus as Mentari and took up medical school as both of his parents.


"Aunty Dance?" reload Gevan confirm.


"Yes, Van. He's on campus with you!" Meysa was busy rubbing bread in her hands.


"Isn't Aunt Tari taking the evening lecture, Ma?" ask Gevan.


"He turned to college. I hope you can take care of her, yes" Meysa said.


"Remember, Van. After college straight home, don't wander around" Razel's father Gevan said.


"Yes, Pa."


Meysa has three children who most know Gevan has been in college semester 3. While the number two is still Class 2 High School and the youngest is still sitting in the 6th grade SD. While her husband was a police officer who served in the capital.


Mentari walked to the dining table. The beautiful girl was neat with a purple suit that became her trademark.


"August, Brother. Morning, Mas. Morning, ma'am," he said as he sat next to Gevan.


"Morning too, Dance," they reply compactly.


The mentari took a few loaves of bread and put them in his plate. He should have breakfast every morning due to acute gastric disease and should not be late to eat.


"Tari, you will leave with Gevan. Don't bring your own motorbike" Rizel said.


"Yes, Mas. Thank you," said Mentari.


Meysa glanced at her sister. The girl's eyes are still swollen, definitely Mentari cried all night.


"Tari, Mas Mat and Mas Marcel will come here. If you can go home quickly yes," Meysa said to her sister.


"Yes, Brother. Last night Mas Marcel had contacted Tari," he said.


After breakfast, Gevan and Mentari leave.


Mentari had never been close to his nephew because Gevan was a little cold and difficult to approach.


"Tante, why?" gevan asked glanced at the girl beside him.


Mentari was surprised to hear his nephew's question. Gevan never wanted to ask about her, so she was a little awkward with her brother's son.


"Tante is okay, Van," he answered staring blankly out the car's glass window.


"Aunty knows Rein?" ask Gevan again.


The sun looked at the man. Where did this niece of hers know that she was so close to that man named Rein.


"You know where it came from?" ask the mentor without answering.


"Viral," Gevan answered briefly densely and clearly. "Other times be careful close to people. Not everyone has good intentions close to us. Lagian Aunty is young, not yet supposed to think about romance," Gevan advises.


The sun breathes in. His young nephews already knew about the relationship despite their age and Mentari was only a few months old from Gevan.


"Yes, Van. Thank you," said Mentari forcing a smile.


The woman returned to dream. Usually every morning he is busy taking care of the Divta twins. But this time he had to get used to it without the routine. Although it is not easy and must exert all his energy and mind to forget all about Divta.


"Who's Captain Divta?" gevan asked again when the car stopped at a red light. The morning was jammed.


Seriate....