Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 166 REVENGE
"Why?" Sarah's question sounded so faint in her ears, ringing with piercing pain from her own row of memories.
Diah's ears were completely ringing as bad memories for the sake of bad memories leaped in her eye sockets.
Bram did finally come home but at the insistence of his parents, not because he realized his mistake. Bram came home to them because he was forced to, although Beni died 3 months after the return of his father.
Complete is the suffering of Diah, one mistake that started a thousand plagues in his marriage was due to commit one unforgivable sin, he said, he gave himself up for virginity to a man who never loved him.
7 Years of marriage with Bram is just suffering, 7 years of marriage is nothing more than misery.
Then why didn't she ask Bram to divorce her? Once again, love sometimes fools people to the bones, Diah is too afraid of divorce with Bram!
Because treasure? Wasn't it! Because child? I don't know, if that could be called an excuse, because she doesn't feel capable of supporting her child.
Wh why? due to a mistake that one linked to the next mistake, she married Bram just a high school graduate, without ever being able to continue her schooling as a result of her getting pregnant out of wedlock. She doesn't know what kind of job she deserves to have to support her son later if she gets a divorce from Bram. All this time he lived in the support of the wealthy Bram family.
Diah made amends with the pain that almost never broke, turning a blind eye to her husband's affair was the most painful in her life.
Love that fools him or is he who has voluntarily immersed himself in ignorance because of love? Not even Diah knows, which class of stupidity he belongs to?
"Diah...?" Sarah squeezed Sarah's sobbing fingers in front of her with trembling knees.
"I don't know...I really don't know how to tell you. I'm not okay, me and Bram are never okay. I don't know if Bram ever came back to me.Even I don't know if Bram ever regretted it all. Really, I don't know..." The sentence was finally released, his sobbing. Almost the entire time of her marriage she never said anything about her feelings and marriage to anyone else. She simply harbored it, covering up all her husband's disgrace as a disgrace she had to bear as a wife. And now, perhaps he was tired of swallowing that disgrace even longer.
"What do you mean?" Sarah stared intently at Diah whose body was shaken by her cries.
"Bram has returned to your sister." stammered Diah saying it.
"Bram back to Sally?" Sarah hardly believes what she hears, she doesn't think Sally never changes, even though it's like a madman cooking her life asking Raka to come back to her still she's with her affair, the man's husband.
Sarah could not speak, how to describe her sister's morale. Let alone self-esteem, he unfortunately did not have any more.
Nullify Diah, make sure everything, Sally is not the one who deserves to make Sarah feel guilty again.
The phone in Sarah's bag rang, Sarah reached out to her and saw, her husband was calling her, maybe she could not wait for Sarah.
Diah raised her wet face, returning Sarah's gaze.
"Do you want to get back your heartache?" sarah asked then almost expressionlessly.
She was stunned to hear Sarah's sudden question.
"Do you want to take revenge on the people who ruined your life?" Sarah asked again, sounding flat but provocative.
Diah still did not answer a single word, only those agonizing eyes, shining indistinctly behind the fog that enveloped his gaze.
Sarah's phone rang again, and the smiling husband's profile picture accompanied her ringing. The ringing signaled Sarah should leave immediately.
Along with Sarah put her phone back in the bag, without welcoming the call of the husband, a small golden brown business card was issued.
"If you change your mind and want to teach a lesson to those who have made you suffer, call this number." Sarah's voice sounded straightforward, then with her sharp eyes straight at Mother and the child alternately, she took Diah's hand, and, inserting the paper into Diah's grasp was as stiff and cold as ice cubes.
Without saying goodbye, Sarah turned and hurried away, leaving Diah staring at a small brown business card with gold ink :
...SARAH DAVIEKA...
...NO.HP :08135188******...
...(.(.DESIGNERS)...
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