Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
S2 Gathering
In the garden behind the hospital. The park is deliberately decorated in such a way by the hospital owners make the patients feel at home while being treated here.
Two human beings were sitting on a park bench staring blankly ahead and busy with their own thoughts. The second mouth seemed locked and unable to speak.
Divta and Mentari, two humans who are separated by Melly's selfishness only because the girl comes from a poor family who does not deserve to be with her son. However, he was immediately made silent when he knew who Mentari really was. Even when compared to the wealth of the three Mentari sisters, the property of the Melly family is nothing.
"Sorry" said Divta, feeling guilty.
Mentari glanced at the man and shook her head, "Why should I apologize, Mas? It's not wrong!" answer Mentari knotted.
"Because Mama has looked at you one eye," said Divta.
Divta stood up from her seat, then crouched down in front of Mentari. He held the hand of his little lover. His feelings for Mentari never changed although maybe they will be separated by distance and a long time.
"Dance." Divta looked at the face of her little lover.
"Yes, Mas?"
The longing completely expanded within the chests of the two of them. The breakup seemed to teach them how important it is to appreciate togetherness.
"Mas, miss you," he admitted with a single tear drop out.
"Did you know? As long as you are not around, I feel that life is useless. Mas's life is a mess and even Mas doesn't know how to live this life without you. Don't leave again, Mas's life could be ruined, "please Divta with her inner gaze.
Mentari rubbed his wet cheeks. Not only was Divta destroyed but she was also destroyed. It shattered all the hopes he had carved in such a way.
"Mas, can't live without you. I really love you, Tari," Divta said.
Mentari put his hand together and Divta. He rubbed the back of the man's hand.
"Dance is the same, Mas. Very happy, Mas. Dance also can't live without, Mas."
Divta pulls Mentari into her arms, I swear by whatever she doesn't bother to lose this girl in her life.
"We won't be apart anymore and Mas make sure that we'll be together forever. We'll be happy" said Divta, tightening her arms.
The girl he missed now could he hug comfortably. The girl he had missed was now in his comfortable arms.
"Yes, Mas. I promise you," said Mentari.
Mentari also could not express in words how much love for this man and even this man was a figure he always wanted to meet. The figure who wants to be the home where he came home, hopefully their love story forever despite being adrift of a very distant age.
Divta let go of his embrace. He's got something in his pants.
"So, Princess, will you marry me, Mom? Will you be the mother of children, Mom? Would you like to spend your old age together, Mom?"
The mentor closed his mouth in disbelief. Tears just poured out, he still did not expect if this man proposed to him and asked him to spend his age.
Mentari nodded and of course he would not be able to refuse even if he had to marry young. His love for this man is greater than anything else.
"Thank you, dear."
Divta put the ring on her little lover's ring finger. He had long since prepared the ring before they even parted but again sometimes true love is indeed a lot of proven test of Mentari and Divta who were once separated have now returned together, hopefully this is a good start for them.
"Now you belong, my friend. There's nothing that can separate us."
Divta cupped Mentari's face and then kissed the girl's lips gently. These lips have always been his chandelier and even these lips were as if an electric shock was seeping into it.
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Ferdy and Melly looked down embarrassed when faced with the three Mentari sisters. The middle-aged couple did not expect Mentari to be the sister of influential people in this city.
"I'm sorry for what my wife did, Doc," said Ferdy.
"That's not really a problem, Mr. Ferdy. Is it all to be measured by wealth and wealth and education?" Meysa looked at the two with a cold look. Remembering Susanti and Mentari's story of how Melly treated her mother and sister, she made herself feel hurt.
"Sorry, Doc." Melly. "I just want to make sure my son gets a good partner."
"Then according to Mom, my sister isn't so good?" Clearly Meysa did not accept when her sister was treated like a worthless.
"Sorry."
Mat and Marcel just took a deep breath. They did not want to prolong the matter but Meysa Keukeh discussed it before her sister married Divta. Meysa could not separate her sister with the man because she did not want Mentari heartbroken again later.
"Already, Brother. Don't have to discuss. Now all we need to decide is their wedding day" Marcel breaks up as the number three sister of Mentari.
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"Ma, I didn't expect her sister Doctor Meysa's dance" Audrey said with a long sigh.
"Mama didn't expect it either" said Dona.
The two women seemed to be silent when they found out who Mentari really was.
"Then don't let Rein ruin Divta and Tari's relationship, I'm afraid this will even result in my work" said Audrey.
"Rein already knows this," said Dona sighing as she leaned her back on the sofa.
"Huh? Know where?" ask Audrey astonished.
"From her college friends" said Dona.
Both of them were silent for a moment and busy with their respective thoughts, almost Audrey made a big mistake and dealt with the most influential family. Fortunately, he quickly realized that he would not be able to have a Divta.
"Not to think about it. You better get some rest!" tell Dona to her daughter.
"Yes, Ma."
Audrey came into the room. He has made peace with the past that love cannot always be forced. That love does let go and release something that is not destiny together.
"May my children get a good partner later" muttered Dona.
Dona is a woman who has experienced the bitterness of polygamy in marriage. The husband he loved wholeheartedly was willing to wish the love he kept with promises. He didn't want his children to do the same. She wants her two children to find happiness with the right people. Because a sense of trauma in the past makes him feel at home widowed for decades.
Seriate....