Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
S2. Conscious
"Argh."
Prangs!
Audrey throws everything on her dresser, causing the room to fall apart.
"No. I don't want to lose Divta. I have to marry him. What would my friends say if I failed to marry that country man."
Audrey rubbed her face rough. How he was not angry, suddenly Melly came and arbitrarily canceled the engagement he had designed and planned in such a way. The invitation letter has been distributed and shared. Moreover, all of his co-workers knew that he would be edited by a famous captain in the Capital.
"It's all because of this fucking girl." Audrey clenched her hands with teeth grinding against each other in anger.
"Divta's mine. I will get rid of the village girl and not know myself," he pressed with a sly look.
Dona went into his son's room and he shook his head when he saw the messy room like there was a fight going on inside.
"Jeez, Audrey." Dona bobbing head.
"Ma, I don't accept Divta like this as much as I do. I don't want to know, Ma. I have to marry Divta. Divta must be mine" Audrey insisted. She didn't care if it was that guy who probably wouldn't love her. Divta must be hers.
Dona sat on the lip of the bed staring at her daughter. Audrey and Rein are two heartbroken children who are separated from their parents. The father remarried when they were young, that's when resentment and resentment made both have a strong ambition to have what they wanted.
"You can't force Divta to be yours. It's best to let go and let her be happy with the person she loves" Dona advised. Dona was once in her son's position, when she loved her husband wholeheartedly but the man betrayed the deal they had agreed.
"No, Ma. I don't want to. I will never be willing. I love Divta," the circus Audrey saw both her hands on her chest. Her eyes were red withstanding the clear melt on her cheeks.
Audrey wants to be happy like her friends and marry the man she dreams of. Be loved and cherished. He wants to be happy, is it wrong?
"Audrey you can't force Divta to love you like you love her. It's better that you let her go before marriage than you regret it after marriage" Dona said softly. Her daughter is not in the closet because Audrey is stubborn.
"You're beautiful. You are smart and a doctor. You are sure that someday you will find your own happiness. Be sincere, Son. Learn to accept the situation, don't force what isn't yours. Mama understands your feelings, Mama knows that being in a position you are not. But I'm sure someday you'll find someone much better than Divta." Dona rubbed her daughter's shoulder.
Audrey turned her face off in a direction. His cheeks began to heat up withstanding the clear melt that would soon escape. His fragility and prudence were successfully covered by that arrogant and arrogant face. As if she was a strong woman that no one could hurt.
"Let go of Divta and live happily." Dona held her son's hand. "Mama doesn't want you to fail like, Mama. Married the wrong man and eventually lead to divorce," said Dona considering the cruelty of the husband who could bring his affair to the house.
"You remember? How Papa hurt Mama, you need to know that Papa never loved Mama. That's why she remarried and left Mama alone and took care of you without a husband."
"You should be thankful that you were able to let go of Divta before you were bound in a loveless marriage." As a mother she is also devastated to see her heartbroken daughter due to the failure of the engagement, but what can she do besides give advice and motivation.
Audrey fell silent and looked at her mother, tears streaming down her eyes. His hot cheek that was holding back the turmoil of pain now released a clear liquid that dripped down. He remembered once, how they had been left when he was a child and still needed a father figure. She still remembers how fragile her mother was when the divorce papers were laid on her.
"You can do it, son. It's all just a matter of time." Dona rubbed Audrey's long hair. This daughter is very beautiful because she undergoes beauty treatments that are not kidding.
"Mama."
"Thank you, Ma. Thank you for being my strength. Thank you for bringing me up. I promise I won't hurt your heart. Enough Papa yahh hurt you," he said crying in his mother's arms.
Father is the first love of his daughter, but not all. Not everyone is so lucky. There are some girls who have to lose that figure before he grows up. Whether it was parting because of death or parting because of selfishness. In whatever form the name of separation will still leave a deep forget. So also with the feelings and pain experienced by Dona and her two children.
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"What is Gevan's Dance related to?" muttered Rein who was still finding out about the relationship of the two people.
"Tari never told me she was close to him." Rein seemed to think hard and occasionally let out a long sigh.
The man walked out when he saw Shierra passing in front of his class.
"Shierra," he called.
The girl of Chinese descent immediately turned around and immediately smiled when she saw who called her.
"What's up, brother? Find Dance?" guess Shierra. Because Rein spoke to her just to ask her where Mentari was not because there was anything else.
Rein shook his head, "No," he said.
"Then?" shierra's forehead growled in surprise and waited for the man to continue his words.
"I want to ask you about the relationship between Dance and Gevan" Rein said.
"Dance and Gevan?" repeat Shierra.
Rein nodded as he was very curious about the relationship of the two people.
"Do you know?"
Shierra was silent for a moment, actually she was a little hesitant to say who Mentari was because surely many would not believe if Mentari and Gevan were aunt and nephew.
"Why silence?"
"Tari and Gevan, aunt and nephew, brother," Shierra answered honestly.
"What's? Aunty and nephew?" ask Rein in disbelief.
Shierra nodded, rightly assuming that many do not believe because he also actually still do not believe in it.
Seriate....