Marriage of Debt Relay

Marriage of Debt Relay
*Chapter 10


He followed what Ilya said. Before he left, he said a few words. "Sister Ilya promised me there would be another meeting with me. Don't lie to me because I'm Diana's sister. Sister Diana would not be happy up there if she saw her sister lied to by people she loved so much."


Ilya did not answer. He only turned his lips to carve a small smile. Meanwhile, inside the house, Dinda who felt uncomfortable about Ilya who still had not gotten out of the car because of being alone with the woman who had just made her heart feel upset, she said, he left the place where he had stood before. Mbok Yah and Mang Mamat who saw the departure of Dinda immediately exchanged a glance.


"Oh my God, sir. The current situation is not very good. What should we do now, sir?" Mbok Yah with an anxious tone said.


"Brother doesn't know, either, buk. This is the household business of Ilya. Where can we interfere."


"Well, pity non Dinda if this is the story. He must be very jealous right now. So, you know the car anyway? Why let den Ilya talk alone with that woman, sir?"


"Well ... how is this mom? You came down because of Ilya's request. Where maybe the father continued to survive when den Ilya asked the father to come down. Besides, who's that girl? As it were, it was no stranger that his face was."


"He's Diana's sister. The woman who first came here with den Ilya, sir. Huh .. upset mom with him, you know?"


Such is the conversation between the mang Mamat with mbok Yah who is still in front of the main door of their house. While in the room, Dinda continued to look at herself in front of the mirror after she entered the room.


Somehow, he could feel so upset earlier when he saw Ilya together with other women in the car. Where they sat inside long enough. Make Dinda's patience disappear instantly. And he also chose to directly leave the main door without thinking about the response of the Mamat mang and mbok Yah.


Now, after sitting quietly for some time in front of the dressing table mirror, Dinda immediately regretted what she had done. He grumbled, angry at himself that he could not control.


"Agh! How could I be so stupid all of a sudden like just now? Geez .. surely they will think a no-tida about me leaving just like that. They must have thought that I was jealous of Ilya's sister."


"Oh my God .. What have I done? Why did I suddenly lose control like this? This marriage is only because I want to pay off my father's debt. That's all."


"Well, even though Ilya's sister said that I had her father chosen as a daughter-in-law. But in fact it will still be, I got married just because I wanted to pay off the debt. More like a maid working to pay off a father's debt."


Dinda covered her face with both hands. He who is upset, now tries to keep calm. Without realizing it, Ilya was already in the room.


"Calm down, Dinda. This marriage .... "


"Minda." The call made Dinda startled. He who covered his face opened it instantly.


"Sister Ilya."


"What the hell just now?"


"Mm .. I want to ask you one thing, Dinda. Please answer honestly."


"Tell me, Brother Ilya. I'll answer what you're asking."


"Are you really angry with Diani earlier, Dinda?"


The question immediately made Dinda speechless. There was an extremely annoyed feeling suddenly infiltrating into his heart at this moment. An annoyance that slowly turned into anger that if he could not stand it a little, it would overflow quickly like a volcanic eruption.


Well, if their marriage was out of love for each other, then she would have gotten angry over the question just now. Since it was obvious to Dinda, that question was a question that doubted her kindness. And, defending the other woman in front of him. She may be silent because the question is the same as her husband who believes more in what others say than to find out for himself the truth of what others say.


But this marriage is due to debt. Then, there would be no right for him to be angry even though he so wanted to. And again, that woman is the sister of the girl Ilya once loved. Of course Ilya will be on the girl's side.


Dinda thought, there is no point in explaining. Anyway, Ilya asked. Therefore, he must have been very confident in what the woman said.


"If he has said so, then that is the reality, Brother Ilya. I'm angry because he's disrespectful to Dad. That'sthat's all. There is nothing about you. If you don't like it because I'm mad at him, I'm sorry."


Ilya who heard that remark immediately put on a disappointed face. "So .. is it because mbok Yah?"


"Yes. Because he's not polite like Dad. So I'm not happy. That's why I'm angry. If you don't believe what I say, you don't have to force me to believe. Because I'm not lying."


Ilya was silent. With a fixed look, he looked at Dinda who was in front of him. 'I thought that what Diani said was true. Dinda was jealous of him. So I was so excited to see Dinda because I thought she was jealous and I had to explain my relationship with Diani. But it turns out, I was just hoping too much.' Ilya said inwardly with a feeling of great disappointment.


'Ah, Ilya-City. What are you thinking? Maybe he could be jealous of you. Because your marriage is only because you have to. Who likes a paralyzed man who can do nothing but trouble others like you? So don't expect too much.'


That was how Ilya finally left the room with his own thoughts. While Dinda, she was also busy with what she thought. In essence, they both misunderstand each other's intentions.


Dinda who felt she had no right to be angry, immediately said another reason to cover up her feelings. While Ilya, he who had hoped and felt disappointed, also immediately chose to stay silent.


Since that incident, the relationship between the two has been a bit bad. Unlike before it looks very close. They spend more time together in every second.


Now they spend more time alone. Ilya who keeps busying herself in the room with her laptop and cell phone. While Dinda who continues to be in the park after doing her job to help Mamat prepare what Ilya needs. That's how a few weeks went by.