Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 67 MISTAKES FROM THE PAST
Dion slid backwards into the door of his own car, the smell of alcohol pouring into the air. Dion was drunk.
"No one can touch my wife carelessly!" Raka said with a furious voice.
He immediately came forward hunting down Dion who was about to fall holding him back with a grip on the neck of Dion's shirt.
"Raka?" Dion gasped, staring at the face of Raka who was so close to his face. His eyes flickered for a moment making sure the man in front of him was Raka.
"Be polite, then the two of us won't get into any trouble."The growl sounded full of warning.
Dion's angry and resentful feelings turned into a bit of a grudge, how it used to be that Raka had humiliated him several times in front of Sarah.
And Sarah, the woman in her tribe, cried many times because of her.
Dion revolted trying to release the grip of Raka who was so strong. But Raka persisted, her eyes bulging as big as marbles.
Suddenly with a dead red face Dion swung his fist, punching Raka in the stomach.
"Ughhh!" Raka moaned, Dion's fist was not so hard because he was drunk but very felt because it hit his heart.
The grip of Raka's hand on Dion's neck was released. He was two steps back.
"That's for you, who's been playing with Sarah's feelings!" Dion shouted furiously. Then with a staggering step hunting Raka.
Raka was already preparing in place with two clenched hands.
"Darling...." Sarah hugged Raka from behind.
"Stop this!" Sarah's stammering voice rattled and frightened.
Raka was awakened from the anger that almost controlled her. Sarah's voice resuscitated her, she would look stupid and exaggerated.
Dion who saw Sarah hugging Raka stopped her movement, her legs no longer continued to move while her fists floated in the air.
"Darling...?" Dion swallowed his bitter saliva and heard Sarah calling Raka with a word of affection.
The call seemed to break his eardrum, for years he knew Sarah had even tried to force the girl to be his lover, not once did Sarah call him with that word.
And now, to the man who was only Sarah's pretended husband, countless times she saw with her own eyes Sarah grieved over it, so straightforwardly the call of love slid from Sarah's lips.
Dion felt his soul shaken. Sarah never really harbored any feelings for him.
Two apartment security men, running into the parking area, probably because they heard a little commotion. They captured Dion's body and held him.
"Mas Dion?" Mr. Amin one of the security in Sarah's apartment looked surprised to see who was involved in the turmoil.
He knows Dion well, as a friend of Sarah's who is supple and likes to chat in the lobby if waiting for Sarah down.
"Non Sarah? what's the matter?" Mr. Amin looked confused.
"Take me off!" Dion moved his body violently, his eyes still staring straight at Sarah.
"Sarah...What happened to you?"Dion asked softly, both arms still held by Mr. Amin and his friend.
"I have to ask you, Yon...What's wrong with you?" Sarah asked back in a sharp but quivering voice, she let go of her embrace from Raka's back, and standing beside her husband welcomed Dion's gaze.
"You call him darling?" Dion grimaced sadly, his heart was completely hurt.
"He's my husband. I can call him anything." Sarah answered flatly, but she felt very sorry to see Dion.
Could it be because of my stupidity, which had given Dion empty hope, made him behave like this?
That regret infiltrated his heart, he never thought, to have hurt Dion so deeply just because of that fleeting relationship without love.
"He doesn't love you, Cay! He never loved you!"
"Plac!"
A loud slap across Dion's face drifted from Raka's hand.
"Pak Raka..please calm down! Let's talk about it, what's going on? "
"I love Sarah! Love her so much." Raka brought her face closer to almost a inch from Dion's face.
"I won't let anyone disturb my home life, whoever it is! Including you! If you try to get close to my wife then remember those words!" Raka pointed her index finger at the front of Dion's nose with a cluttered jaw.
Then with a face that was still red, Raka took Sarah's hand.
"Please take care of this drunk man, Mr. Amin! Take him home." Raka said in a low voice and took Sarah's hand to leave. But Sarah didn't budge.
He was still staring at Dion.
"Go ahead, baby. I'm gonna call Grace to take her home." Sarah said slowly. Raka looked at Sarah for a moment, as if probing something, then slowly released Sarah's hand from her grasp.
A moment glanced at Dion, then stepped towards the apartment lobby door.
Sarah picks up her phone and calls Grace, asking her friend to send her driver to pick up Dion who was drunk and drive her home.
"Sir Amin, just let him go." Pinta Sarah slowly and then took a step forward.
Mr. Amin and his security friend took off Dion's arm and looked at Sarah with some anxiety.
"Just leave us, he's okay."
Sarah said later.
"Yon, don't be childish. We have nothing to do except a friend." Sarah's voice became so raucous.
Dion did not move like a statue, frozen in place.
"He loves you?" Dion asked, half muttering.
"He loves me." Sarah is firm.
"I'm sorry for what happened in the past, if I've given you a lot of false hopes and empty promises. It's all my fault, too, that I can't be firm." Sarah continued.
"But he was never your real husband." Sergey Dion.
"He's my real husband now...."
"But...."
"I'm pregnant." This sentence makes Dion like in a stun. His legs felt limp, he took a few steps back and leaned on his own car.
"Go home, Yon. Between us has long ended.
Find your true love, which commensurately reciprocates your feelings." Sarah turned her body slowly.
"I'm sorry."He said, before stepping away leaving Dion who was staring at his departure with an unspeakable broken heart.
Sarah deeply regrets the mistakes she made in the past, where when she was worried and hurt came to other men to hope to reduce her sadness.
He regretted very, very easily accepting someone into his personal life for his selfishness alone.
Wise women will certainly be able to survive in every circumstance to meet certainty, not to carelessly open the door for others when in doubt.
Every place that has been tracked will leave a mark and what mistakes have been made in the past may appear in the future. Her biggest mistake was that she had played with the feelings of someone sincerely expecting her, wanting to throw the pain she was in due to her relationship with Raka.
Now, he witnessed it himself and there was a price to pay to make up for the mistake.
Sarah looked at Dion who was standing in the window of the Apartment on the 5th floor, where her room was located. The silhouette of his body was like a dark statue behind glass, watching towards the arcaded area where he and Dion were.
I don't know what her husband's feelings are, but she's obliged to appease the jealousy that might be bubbling there.
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