Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 213 FINAL FIGHT
With a face as red as a boiled crab, Diah challenged Bram's eyes.
"Listen to me carefully, Mr. Bram...!" Diah's eyes were perfectly rounded and fiery.
"Don't point at my face with your dirty index finger, throw accusations that you don't know the truth! I'm not saying this because I'm trying to defend myself! But you need to know that to this day no one dared to touch me but my husband!" Inflamed with a high voice.
"Look at you, Diah, even you dare to shout at me! now you've really changed, Diah! You're not the Diah I know anymore. The more obvious you are also not a person who deserves to mention your high self-esteem." Jemari Bram was clenched to the right left of his body, so tense. This was their second quarrel in three months after he made himself drop a talaq against him.
"Mas Bram, I now suddenly feel astonished, since when did Bram know me even can label me with a cheap word." Diah shook her head with anxiety
"Mas, listen to me just this once." Diah's cold eyes, seemed so sad for a moment but heated up in the next second,
"There is no need to overcharge cheap goods, because Pelakor is still only a pebble even though you are flush with golden water. And your wife, who may be in your eyes just an agate, may be in another man's eyes she's a diamond." Diah's breath was hunting, paused in such a deep sentence.
"For the future, if I can no longer accompany the mas, remember one more thing, when the mas want to choose a wife for the mas, the actor is just a waste, but a waste, even though you have given him a good place. The woman who dares to take someone else's property may not be the only one who tasted it, the expensive one that you consider valuable because it is so easy to give yourself to others may have alternated in the crazy of many people. Such a woman is unworthy to be a mother to children." Diah took a breath, without giving Bram a chance to speak.
"The name of the actor, they are ready to lie down even on their stomach for the sake of the contents of the male wallet and transfers to the kerekeningnya, although maybe here mas is the pet. But, of course, his taste remains the same looking for leftovers from respectable women, scavenging the crumbs of noble women who are only willing to touch one man must also be pleaded in the name of God." Diah's eyes glowed, never did she denounce her husband's cheating partner as detailed as this. His disgust had peaked until his crown.
"And your wife..Didn't you ever think it was an exclusive item, which only you touched and touched? Who even willing to be unkempt for the sake of not making a burden for the contents of your wallet, for the sake of taking care of your children?Your wife should have you look after, you better protect her because they've been willing to go through the hardships from the beginning together."
As Bram stared at Diah like a statue, his brain was not even able to give any order for him to behave.
"Why haven't you been trying to be protective of your husband if you've objected to your husband turning to another woman?" Bram gulped his saliva to wet his throat that felt dry.
"I should be ashamed to say that, because it is not the wife who must be the guardian of the husband, feel misgivings and fears of her husband in seduction and seized by other women. When I care madly for you, it does not make you level up, dashing and responsible, but weak, opinionated and fragile.
Because of something to watch, he was not trusted at all. That's why I've never shown any objection to everything you do. We are both adults, only child play groups that must be maintained and monitored at any time!" Diah took a step back.
"Don't judge me!"
"I've never judged you, ma'am. God is the judge of our lives. I've been handing over the full business of judgment to God. If I talk like this right now, I'm just reminding you, because in the next few days I'm no longer the one who will be able to warn you of anything." Diah did not blink with her clenched hand squeezing the phone and the bag that was draped over her shoulder.
Diah though in her anger did not want to raise her hand pointing at Bram's face, even though she was so eager to do so.
"One day if you are given guidance to meet the door of repentance, at least respect your wife even though you cannot respect her sincerely. Remember well, it is not worth exchanging someone who has accompanied you through many things in your life with someone who is only present to steal your attention on the sidelines of your saturation alone or someone who only accompanies you in your happy times alone."
"It is not appropriate if you say the word love and affection to other women even though you adore it to the somersault, words that may be serious or unintentionally you ever say to your wife. Those words are too noble you pin to a worthless actor who can't even put a price on himself. Just because she's willing to open her cell@ngk*ng@nya and satisfy your lust, do you think she's better than your wife? How sorry I am for you now. " Diah's voice sounded hoarse.
"Sally is better than you, at least she didn't lecture me as impudently as you do now..."
"Thank God if so, glad to hear it but do not ever look for the quality of a wife or a mother of a female actor. Because a hurtful woman destroys the lives of others, never having the feelings of a wife or a mother! If you have to remarry later, I hope you realize what kind of woman a wife can be." Diah stung in a hoarse tone that he said straightforwardly and firmly.
"And as for me, I reiterate once again, I will not change my mind to part from you, no matter what you say behind my back. My resolve is round, mas! Nothing's gonna change that. It's enough I gave the last eight years of my life to suffer because of you!" Diah pulls the doorknob ready to enter the house.
But Bram pulled his arm in a huff,
"You're still in a marital relationship with me!" He accused with annoyance.
"Now? Yeah, maybe still, but soon, not anymore. Don't worry, I'm also really looking forward to breaking away from you and ending my id. That way there's no cross dispute between the two of us. We're both completely free from this wrong marriage." She smiled like frozen ice.
Bram was speechless, his eyes were staring intently at it, so piercing as if he wanted to swallow Diah raw.
"Let go of my hand, mom! Please, never touch me again from today onwards. Because if you try to do it before this idahic period ends I'll be forced to leave this house! Allow me to wait for your talaq calmly, allow me to be a woman who does not violate the provisions of God. When the time comes, you and I are nobody." Diah raised her chin, her face with Bram only separated by a few snores.
Slowly Bram let go of his grip, the eyes were completely different, he had already lost Diah from the blank stare without a sense of guts pointing at him.
"I hope this is our last fight!" Diah opened the door of the house and entered without closing it with a pushy look of Bram.
She knows now, Diah won't come back to her.
(Make all my readers dear, let us both learn from the lives of Diah and Bram, so let us never betray our spouse😅😅 And for husbands who may have accidentally read this novel, remember one thing, please, when you dump your wife for an actor, never compare your old life and your future life....
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