Marrying My Sister-in-law Candidate
Haidar's Regrets

My eyes blinked slowly as the sunlight started to sting in the pores of my facial skin. Tasting while gathering awareness that has not been fully accumulated. I felt something strange when I first smelled the scent of the room I was staying in with Aisyah. It doesn't seem to be a scent from my room, but rather another scent and certainly from someone else's room.

I looked aside and did not find my wife Aisha beside me. But Tara is my ex-lover who is sleeping fast. But as I made my vision clearer my eyes widened with a heart that was pumping so fast. The scenery in front of me today is not a decent sight for two people who are not yet legal to be mahram.

I stood back until I fell out of bed. " Agh!" I think my head is throbbing very sick.

" Athaghfirullah!" I was shocked by my current appearance. I slept without a thread covering my body.

" this? Nope! No way!" My screams seemed to disturb Tara who was still asleep.

The girl woke up casually, like nothing had ever happened to us. And I wish it was like that too.

" Haider? How come you could be there anyway? You fell?" Tara tried to get close to me and wanted to help me. But out loud I screamed and interrupted him so as not to come closer.

" Stop there Ra! Don't come any closer to me, we're not muhrim!" Tell me firmly while trying to find the whereabouts of my clothes that I wore last night.

"Meet!" I also immediately wore a shirt that turned out to have been barked on the floor under the bed. After that I went from that place to the bathroom with a blanket that I still held tightly so as to cover the bottom of my body that did not wear anything at all.

Surely I also picked up my pants that were scattered on the floor of the room. Leaving Tara still frozen on her bed due to her shock. Maybe this was the first time I saw him so angry.

As long as we were in a relationship, even though I never yelled or got angry at him. I have always been gentle and loved that girl very much. But our current state of not wearing a single cloth and sleeping in one bed really makes blood rise. I was really angry with myself, I could have done something this despicable while my status was that of a husband of another woman. Such a kind and patient woman, a woman who loves me so much and I love her so much.

" Aarray!!!" In the bathroom, I screamed. Imagine Aisyah's face that would be hurt if she knew my depraved behavior.

" I'm sorry Aisyah..." Squeezing my hair and rubbing my face rough. My eyes heat up instantly, my breath starts to get stuck in my throat. The tightness suddenly burst into my chest. Even if I don't deserve to get an apology from Aisyah. The sins I committed really do mar the sanctity of our marriage.

Mirisnya again, a marriage that even just built our foundation. Now it has to collapse because of my own fault. I should have thought twice last night when Tara asked me to take her to her inn. Or I shouldn't have cared about it anymore. Considering we no longer have any relationship.

Goddamn bum!!! You bastard Haidar!!

That title might indeed be worthy of being pinned on me at this moment. The jerk who fucked his ex-lover when he was already a husband. Goddamnit!!

I kept cursing myself, cursing until I subconsciously hit the glass in front of me.

Prangs!!

Instantly the glass cracked and then broke, and it invited the attention of Tara who was outside.

" Heydar!! Y-you're all right, aren't you? Please don't hurt yourself, plisss.we're talking about this all right." I don't mind Tara's rambling behind the door while banging her over and over.

It sounded from his tone of speech that was very worried. I vaguely heard her stuffing from behind the door.

As if paying attention to the ears, right now I don't want to care about it anymore. I still can't control my emotions, I'm just afraid I can't help but hurt her. I'd better stay here for a while until I'm completely calm.

I curled up weakly like a person who lost consciousness. Even the fresh blood dripping from between my fingers I just let it go. It might hurt, but when compared to the pain Aisyah had to feel when she knew this news, all this pain was nothing.

A jerk like me deserves this. Can't keep one person's trust. If Bang Haikal was still alive he would have been very angry and disappointed in me, for not being able to fulfill the promise to always make Ayesha happy.

"Sorry Haidar Bang, Haidar can not hold Haidar's promise to Abang. Hey, fucking man! Haidar is already hurting Aisyah's heart. Haidar ruined his trust." It is up to the world to call me a crybaby, for crying over what has already happened.

I am deeply sorry for what I did, whether intentionally or unintentionally. Roared like a child who lost his toy.

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