Loving Brother Lift
Chapter 17

Nirmala confirmed once again her mother's words. He hoped he would just mishear.

"Yes, Dimas is getting married tomorrow. Why are you so surprised?" Sukma asked back to investigate.

"Eh, um no, ma'am. Just surprised. She said she just broke up with her boyfriend, but how did she suddenly get married? Who is it?" Nirmala tried her hardest to hold back her cries. His chest now feels tight.

"I think it's the same ex-boyfriend. They reverse and immediately apply, and never wear this long, immediately married." Sukma gave a brief explanation.

"Oh yes, Mom. Yaudah I'm going upstairs first, ma'am. I'd like to ask you directly, Brother Dimas. Why didn't he tell me." Nirmala decided to go straight from that central room.

"Yes. If you want to come tomorrow, get ready. We leave early in the morning!" Sukma shouted, but there was no answer, Nirmala had already run away.

Arriving at the room, Nirmala slammed the door hard. He's venting all his emotions. Angry, sad, disappointed, afraid, all mixed into one. He snatched the phone on the desk, intending to contact Dimas, but he was not strong enough to do so.

Nirmala chose to sleep face down on her bed. She was crying so much.

"Dimas Shelf! Why are you so much the same as me? He said you love me. Why marry someone else? In this short time?" Nirmala blabbed herself, her mouth deliberately silenced with a pillow, making her voice would not be heard from below.

Various kinds of thoughts milling about in Nirmala's bemak. He remembered all the sweet memories with Dimas. Every time they were together, he remembered the details. But at the moment, everything is gone.

"Why do you still want to be with the person who betrayed you, brother? Why don't you wait for me? I am loyal to you and will never betray you! You are really stupid, brother! You are blinded by love! Why is it that easy to forgive your mistakes?" Nirmala again blabbed on the sidelines of her crying sports.

Nirmala checks her phone screen, hoping for an incoming message from Dimas. But it turns out to be nil. Then he switched, opening profiles of various social media owned by Dimas. But still, Nirmala did not find Dimas's post about his marriage. Either photos, invitations, or words that lead there.

"What actually happened? Why didn't Dimas put anything up? Does he not want to be known to many? Does she not like her marriage?" Nirmala thought of something else. Finally he decided to call Dimas, but there was no answer.

"Yes God! I have to what now? What if my heart was hurt like this? I don't want to live anymore! Let me sleep forever, Lord! I can't live without love like this!" Nirmala again buried her face in a pillow that had been wet because of tears and snot.

Nirmala wept for her fate last night. Until the morning, when his parents were ready to leave, Nirmala still did not wake up. Saturday is school day off, so she can wake up as she pleases.

"La! What are you going to do with it?" Sukma called Nirmala from the door of the locked room.

"No, Mom! I'm at home! I still want to sleep, so sleepy." Nirmala replied in a heavy voice, typical of people waking up. Actually he just didn't want his parents to see how messed up he was at the moment.

"Yaudah, take good care of yourself. Later if you want breakfast, the food is under the lid of food. The money is on the fridge! We're leaving first!" Sukma ordered before leaving.

"Yes, Mom. Be careful!" Nirmala replied weakly. His body felt helplessly weak, his bones like they had slipped out of his body, leaving behind his powerless mushy flesh.

Nirmala decided to go back to sleep. He had no desire to do anything, including eating. He lost his appetite.

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"Oh!" Nirmala ruffled her disheveled hair. His face was not rusty, greasy, full of pillow lines, his lips were also manyun for being twisted.

He decided to get up and take a bath, hoping that his heart and mind would cool down. Nirmala took a very long shower, she felt at home for a long time in the shower. Given the harsh reality that money was now falling on him, Nirmala returned to shed her tears.

"That's bad for you, brother!" Nirmala banging innocent bathroom wall.

"If you don't want to make me your wife, you shouldn't have to give me hope, sister! Why did you make me soar so high, if finally you also made me fall to the bottom of the abyss?" Nirmala wailed under the shower until she was cold.

Nirmala decided to end the lament and complete the ritual. He used to bring a change of clothes to the bathroom, since there was Dimas in the house, so Nirmala came out of the bathroom already fully dressed.

Nirmala decided to go to the living room, looking for food. Although not appetite, he had to fill his stomach which was prone to stomach acid rising. Moreover, he is at home alone, if it gets sick, there is only tormented alone.

Nirmala put a few spoonfuls of rice without any side dish into her mouth, then drank a few sips and returned to her room, without bringing any food.

"Mending I asked Rosa here. Than I'll kill myself if no one's watching." Nirmala muttered to herself. She looked for Rosa's contact in her HP and called out to her directly.

It didn't take long, Rosa had already given an answer.

"Hello, La! What's up?" Rosa asked directly across the phone.

"Ros, you sleep here again, yeah." Nirmala replied with a trembling voice.

"La? You why? How come your voice is that? You sick?" Rosa showed her concern.

"No, I'm not papa. You just come here, yeah. I'm at home."

"Okay, I'm ready to flinch."

"Later to enter, the garage door is not locked. Don't be long, Ros. I hung myself."

"Kok say that anyway? I'm going there now! Don't do anything stupid!" Rosa closed the phone unilaterally. His voice was very worried about his friend.

Nirmala sat up on her bed.

"I sent a message to Kak Dimas what is not? But what message would you like to send? Begging to let her cancel her wedding? There's no way he's kabulin, right? Send me another picture of me crying? Holy hooch! So shy. Nope, nope. I'll give him insinuations!" Nirmala muttered to herself, weighing her phone. Until the end he decided to type and send a message to Dimas.

[Welcome to a new life, brother. May you be happy forever.]