Married Little Princess Bestie
26. The Growing Doubts

Lousy.

Incidentally, Binar awoke when Riswan entered the room to sleep.

The man looked confused. They also agreed to sleep together from that night, but they were in a sulking position. Riswan was forced to carry the pillow and blanket back to the sofa while repeatedly snorting.

Binar herself also hesitated, should she hold her husband? Or leave it as if you don't know?

"Where are you? Just sleep next to me," said Binar indifferently. He could not ignore the man.

While changing his sleeping position in the opposite direction to the existence of Riswan, Binar said again, "Rather than tired."

Riswan who was hugging the pillow was still looking at the back of Binar. He was tempted to sleep there. Imagining the softness of the mattress rests tired. But what about his pride?

"No need," ketus Riswan as he moved to the sofa.

The thing that made Binar rise from his sleep, followed Riswan with the tail of his eyes.

"Sep apart the rooms!" yells.

Riswan snorted softly, seeming reluctant to serve Binar and his endless drama. The man dragged the tail of a lazy eye. Dropped a look at Binar who had put on an annoyed face.

"Say you want to maintain the household, will not be divorced, then why sleep there?!"

What is on Binar's mind? Riswan tried to guess the groove of the woman's head in silence. But the more it is seen that his look is changing, suddenly his tears spread.

"Uncle if angry says, keles also say. How do you want to be honest and open to each other if uncle diem aja?!" barar protested while controlling his trembling voice.

Frankly, Binar could not help but feel guilty. All day long he only thought of Riswan's words. Turning the look on the man's face without pause.

Riswan was angry at his idea.

That is not what Binar meant. He was just blind jealous, wanting to be wooed and convinced. Regarding their marriage, Binar wants a clear validation. For certainty to be on his side.

But who would have thought if Riswan allowed it? The idea of finding a new husband was agreed with the syndirians. The thing that disturbed Binar, made his chest tight all day.

Riswan took a heavy breath, then inhaled it again slowly. It was too late to argue. He was very tired and did not want to complicate things.

The man went from the sofa, to the bed. The tired eyes mixed with sleepiness were shady staring at Binar. Riswan sat on the edge of the mattress while brushing off the tears of Binar with his fingers.

"I'm not angry" he whispered. "Udah malem, I don't want to fight."

Binar returned Riswan's gaze, "Sorry. I don't mean to say that," his great-grandson said.

Again Riswan took a heavy breath. The man grabbed the Binar in his arms while breaking down.

Riswan's right arm became the bearing of Binar's head, while his left hand gently stroked his wife's distended stomach slowly. Their heads leaned against each other, while their bodies touched.

The warmth that Riswan channeled penetrated the mind of Binar. They closed their eyes. Leaving behind a drifting night in civilization.

***

The two women haven't spoken to each other. They are loyal to wine despite the royals' blind daylight. Until a smile from the inviteer expands, the woman in the mini dress opens the conversation.

"It's hard to raise a teenager?" he asked, "Well, although I must admit, your son has good taste. Riswan got married because of that little carelessness."

His opponent snorted, "What exactly is your goal, Rhea? I am not interested in discussing Binar let alone Riswan," said Tria Ketus.

Riswan's ex-girlfriend suddenly contacted him. Although a long-time friend with Riswan, honestly Tria is not so close to Rhea. The woman rarely wants to get together or mix with Riswan's friends, and has a high obsession with education.

So, what does that mean? Why are you suddenly talking about Binar?

Rhea tipped off her wine as a pamphlet, "Didn't you also deny their relationship? I just want to know, Tria, you're more on your side with your daughter or Riswan."

"I don't think you deserve an answer" cynical Tria.

But Rhea is not the type of woman who easily stuck with just one sentence. He chuckled at Tria's reaction.

"I want Riswan, Tria," the woman said later, "She's my life's goal now."

"Don't you pick the wrong guy? We're not allies in this, Rhea."

He nodded his head in agreement, "In exchange, you can get the Binar. Your daughter will return to being a teenager who never married and had children. Perhaps all will return as it was, for he will be free from the status of a widow."

"Hows it? Are we still not on the same side?" insist Rhea.

In that silence, Tria digested. If he sided with Rhea, her family life might be the way it was. Binar can continue his education, living as a teenager in general.

But he had to dare to ignore Riswan. Pretending to be stupid to the Darmawangsa family that may be hit by disaster later. Tria must also give up her future grandchildren, go away from Riswan's life and exchange it for her beloved baby.

Tria should how? The risk that should be borne is worth what he got. Binar is everything, and it is only by getting her little daughter that Tria can move on.

"You must be arguing with yourself in the head," sneered Rhea, "In retrospect, the three of you are indeed a friendly match. Both have a lot of consideration."

That woman is certainly not rash. Just like his bluff towards Greg and Riswan, he did not rush to charge an answer. He wanted to pit the humans from within. He then reached the peak of his victory without difficulty.

"I don't push you, Tria, but I can't wait long either" Rhea continued casually.

Tria personally still trying to rotate the brain. If roughly this offer was given to Ned as well, what choice would her husband take? The man must have taken a chance in the odds. Twisting Rhea's cunning as a more severe cunning.

Butwhat?

In that moment he was unable to speak.

"In addition to Binar, what do I get from your profits being part of Darmawangsa?" cetus Tria's.

He refills the wine in his nearly perfectly empty glass, looking for the right words to find the weak point of Rhea's plan.

"Well, come to think of it, wouldn't it be more profitable if Binar remained Riswan's wife? I can even kick you out easily," he said.

Hearing this Rhea laughed even more loudly, he hit the marble table in front of them.

"You think Binar's okay in there? Besides, aren't you suspicious of Greg Darmawangsa? I could have used that old man to steal Riswan and abandoned Binar."

Rhea took a breath, "As far as you go, Tria. Siding with me means saving Binar. I'm ready to renegotiate the Darmawangsa treasure for your granddaughter who is still in the womb."

The sentence was completed by Rhea with a smile that did not fade. The woman then gulped down her drink.

"I'm waiting for your decision, Tria, you can also discuss with Ned if it's hard to find an answer."

He grabbed his tote bag, gave a brief pat on Tria's shoulder before disappearing from view.

In her solitude, Tria did not stop studying. Calculate the benefits of partisanship that he will choose later. What kind of character will he be in the life of Binar and Riswan?

I don't know, Tria was curious too.