Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 3's. Love journey.
There are a few things from falling in love that end up overwhelming someone. Fighting for all hope alone, for example. Something that should have been brought to life by both, faced by itself. That kind of thing that will slowly kill love even though some love is too strong, still survive even though dying. Some choose to die rather than languish themselves. There are people who hold up to survive even though many times their feelings are sad to pieces. There are people who love blindly, no matter how often they are lied to but still choose to believe.
"Star."
My body immediately stiffened when I heard the sound of the call. The familiar voice that I was so familiar with and had long since disappeared from my life.
I turned my back and I saw Mona holding a little baby in her hand.
"Missy?" I muttered with a frown.
We stared at each other for so long. There is no love left for this woman. After I found out he was tripping a kid from Ikmal, I really hated him to the point of being ingrained.
"What are you doing here?" many cold.
He walked slowly towards me with a limp step. What exactly happened to this woman? The baby in his carrier was crying, fortunately not being in the room of the hospital so that Dad did not disturb the rest.
"I'm sorry, Bintang" he said with a clear melt dripping down his cheek. "Ikmal left me and our baby. I don't know where he's going now?" said complaining. Why did he complain to me.
Mona wants to do anything, I don't even care anymore. The sadness that had been held for months was slowly gone. Now, everything feels bland, even the news from Mona is no longer the thing that makes my chest pound.
"Why are you here for? Do you mean to ask me to help find Ikmal's whereabouts?" my pedicabs. Oh not that simple, I'm a vengeful man. Once I've been hurt, there won't be a second chance for the person, even if he kneels or prostrates at my feet.
"Star...."
It still stinks clearly in my head. How Mona said that she was having a relationship with Ikmal secretly behind my back just because I was reluctant to touch her. Doesn't he know how much I feel about him, which is why I don't want to ruin him.
"I'm sorry, Star. I knew I was wrong" he said with a clear melt looking at me expectantly.
I don't know where that feeling used to be in the chest. Right now I have absolutely no pity or pity for Mona despite crying. If his tears used to be so precious that even a single drop had fallen already made me feel like a failure to be a man. But now, even though his eyes were drying or his eyeballs were coming out there was not the slightest feeling that I used to take care of with great difficulty.
"Why are you sorry? Isn't this what you wanted? Leave me and go with another man?"
I'm not that easy to forgive. I don't even care if Mona rips or does anything to apologize to me. The pain he was touring had incarnated into hate that could never find an apology.
Mona looked down and occasionally wiped the baby's tears in her cradle. Now, I understand why Father and Mother did not approve of our relationship. Mona is not a good woman to me. I was grateful to know that before I made her my life partner. Even after all was revealed I even lost the wife who had secretly inhabited my heart.
"What's up, Mom?"
Until my chatter and Mona were blown away when they heard Nara's voice coming out of Dad's nursery.
"Mother Mona" he said quietly, which I can still hear clearly.
"Nara," Mona replied.
For a moment Nara and Mona fell silent. Nara looked at me. I hope he doesn't misunderstand Mona's arrival. Even if he misunderstands it won't change Nara's heart. For him I am the man of betrayal who has ruined our marriage, even if that is the true reality.
I looked at my ex-wife. I don't know where the force is that I'm embracing her shoulder to get closer to me. I don't want to give Mona any more slips in. It is enough, do not add this unhealed wound.
"Yes..." Nara looked at me in wonder.
"Mona, you better go home and bring the baby. The atmosphere of the hospital is not good for your child's health" I said. Smoothed out because I didn't want to see Mona here.
"Bin_"
"We have no relationship. You have no right to complain to me about your domestic problems and Ikmal." I don't even want to hear any excuses from Mona. To me, she was nothing more than a demon that resembled an angel.
"Star, did you know that Bee was humming an Ikmal boy?"
I look at Mona, if Mona finds out that the boy Bee's body is Ikmal's flesh and blood. It means they've been cowering all this time to destroy my sister.
"What do you mean?" my hardik is still embracing Nara's shoulder.
"As I said before," replied Mona.
"Is this your plan to ruin my sister?" I asked with a red face. If this is true, I will not let Ikmal live in peace.
"Sorry, Star. I didn't mean to do that, I just wanted you to come back with me" Mona said with a pleading gaze.
I shakes in disbelief. How can anyone destroy and destroy another person just for revenge. I should have avenged Mona and Ikmal because they had ruined Bee.
"You're really mean, Mona." I smile and sometimes laugh at my stupidity.
Not only was I in shock but Nara was as well. Surely he did not think if the woman I used to invite home was a demon under the guise of an angel.
"Sorry, Star. I had to" said Mona.
It's as easy as apologizing. I won't let Mona live happily with Ikmal and their baby. They should feel what I feel. Devastated, devastated to see the blind and frustrated Bee. It was fitting that my sister was so scared to meet other people, she must have felt an overwhelming fear.
"Mother Mona, why would you do that? Do you know what Bee's current condition is?" Nara chimed in with a face of disbelief.
"Bus, ak_"
"Now you're gone, Mona. Get ready, you and Ikmal will rot forever in prison" I threw out threatening words.
I sat in the waiting chair, cupping my two faces. Sometimes I hit my face in frustration. How not to be destroyed, when his own sister was harassed by people who have been loved in the past. I don't think what's wrong with Mona and Ikmal? I should have avenged my heartache, not them.
"Mas."
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