Marrying the Killer of my Girlfriend
HINA

I opened the door slowly.

A few pairs of eyes spontaneously glared at me sharply, as if I was being accused of a heinous murder in a trial.

Although, I'm sure the arrival of the Dio family on this day of mourning does want to blame me for Dio's death.

Yeah, if it wasn't for picking me up, Dio wouldn't have died.

This is a reality that is so bitter and torments me so much. The cause of death was me.

If only, Dio hadn't picked me up back then.

If only I hadn't accepted his offer.

If only I hadn't left that day.

Dio doesn't have to pick me up.

Dio doesn't have to die.

I'm sorry, Dio.

I really don't want to part with you.

But, God has other wills and we his people can only carry out the destiny he has set

I must stand up and rise up. I'm sure Dio wouldn't like to see me blame myself. I'm also sure he won't see me continue to torture myself.

All this time, Dio has always been a very supportive couple and has been very supportive of my dreams.

Isn't that right, Dio?

Then here I am. Trying to face the world after the death of my life lover.

Had to face his family who were definitely not willing to lose their only proud son.

I don't care about how I look to perform in front of the Dio family at the moment.

My hair is disheveled, face puffy and only wearing negligee clothes that are only suitable for sleeping, not to meet guests.

Let it. Now it's not important to me anymore.

They were all waiting for me in the living room.

In front of me is Mr. Ferdi, the leader of the V House of Representatives commission who is also Dio's father. Next to him was his wife, who was wearing a very elegant black outfit. Next to her, there is Becca, Dio's twin sister who has also been my friend since High School.

All three of them saw me sharp, especially Dio's mother who seemed to want to eat me alive. Her eyes looked swollen, but the makeup on her face remained perfect. While Becca still looks sobbing next to him.

"If only you had died," Dio's mother began the conversation.

"Ma!" cut Becca. Despite being devastated, Becca knew it was inappropriate for me. He held his mother's hand.

"I've been patient for years. I have always been against your relationship. And now look! You caused my son's death!"

Dio's mother has lost control. He screamed while crying loudly.

Next to me, my mother tried to hold me. But I let go of her hand, and signaled that I was okay. I have to face this with my head held high.

"Tante, Om and Becca, I lost Dio too. I'm sorry, that night, I didn't know that Dio was going to pick me up either," I tried to hold back the tears.

"It's all your fault! You're the fucking carrier! Since there was you, Dio has not been a submissive child anymore. You don't know yourself and now you're killing him!"

"Mother Ferdi! Please Mother's words are guarded. We are not rich but we have a very careful manners" said my father who is now with me. Now my father and mother are holding my hand to deal with the attack of this tongue silat.

"We also lost Nak Dio very much, he I already considered like my own son. I'm not the one who gave birth to Nak Dio, but I'm sure she would be sad to see us fighting like this" she continued.

Mr. Ferdi looks the toughest among them. He tried to calm his wife down and went forward talking to us.

"Dio is our only son. The child we are most proud of. One day, we believe he will be the leader of this country. If only he were still here," he said quivering.

"We are devastated at this time. All the invitations we have spread, all the costs we have borne for this massive wedding," he continued.

"So, we hope you can return all the wedding money that has been issued to us" concluded Mr. Ferdi.

Whahuh?

We all know the Dio family never lacked money. It never will. The cost of this marriage was paid entirely by the Dio family without involving my family.

Then why? Is this just revenge for me? To hold me responsible for Dio's death in exchange for money?

Dio, you really don't deserve to be treated this way.

Your life cannot be rewarded with any amount of money!

The Dio family knew we would have a hard time getting that kind of money. He wanted to trouble us as well as benefit from the death of his son.

Dio, in my heart you are precious and not worth exchanging for any amount of money.

"Pa, that's not fair to Selena!" Becca tried to defend me.

I'm so touched that at a time like this Becca is still using her heart and mind to clear things up.

"Om, I hope that up there Dio is not sad to hear the words of Om just now," I said scathingly.

"What do you mean?" his reply was high, now Mr. Ferdy has issued his arrogant true identity.

"Om wants to exchange Dio's death for money. Which child's heart isn't sad to hear that?" challenged him.

"You!"

"As Becca said, this isn't fair to me. My family proposed that marriage should be simple but you didn't listen and instead asked to be massively made" I tried to remind them of the chronology.

"So you want to just walk away from this responsibility? You don't want to atone for the guilt of harming our son?" sindir Mr. Ferdi.

"Do you hate us so much and want to keep on stepping on us to the ground?" my bell.

"Indeed! if you can replace my son in the grave!" mother Dio shouted as she slammed the vase and urn of my father's favorite collection beside her.

"Mother Ferdi! You're in my house right now if Mom keeps ruining stuff I don't hesitate to call the police!" my father is screaming now.

"Will the police listen to you?" cynical Mother Ferdi.

"STOP!" i grimaced.

"Selena, don't forget I can flip through your life if I want to. You have a good career. You're not afraid of me interfering and making your career complete?"

"Is this the word of the honorable representative of the people?" i mocked.

"I don't know why my son is so stupid to chase after you who don't have this kind of manners. I remind you once again..."

"Can Om look at who is not polite today? Threaten me, exchange his son for money, destroy my father's stuff."

Mother Dio could not help her patience. Now he's in front of me and slapping me hard in the face. I was late and could not escape.

It hurts so much.

My mother kept my weight off to not fall to the ground.

"Sundal woman! You drained our treasures and dared to insult us! You really don't know the hospital that employs you right now the majority of the shares are owned by my husband?"

What madness is this?

"You think you can get the current position in the hospital because you're great? If Dio hadn't pleaded with us and threatened to elope with you, we wouldn't have agreed to have you work there!" Dio's mother exploded.

Really so? Dio also helped me get my current career?

"Aren't you very proud of your career? You want to suddenly become unemployed tomorrow and not a single hospital in the country wants to pick you up? We can very much do that."

Strengthen me, Lord.

Dio, help me. Lend me the strength of your heart to survive your parents' insults.

This family just wants to see me miserable.

This family wants me to die slowly.

And I won't be that easy to fall into their game.

"Well, I won't run away" I said in the end.

Father and Mother Dio looked cynically at me. While Becca shook her head, the sign disagreed with my decision.

"Again, pay us a month from now. Please remember we don't accept installments" Mother Dio told me.

"On one condition only" I said.

"This marriage was supposed to be my marriage to your child, so I only had to pay half of it. The rest of you take responsibility" I said.

Dio's mother seemed to disagree at first, but Mr. Ferdi seemed lazy to come back to have a tongue-lick with me and he agreed.

My mom and dad almost fainted.

"My husband, let's get out of this hut. I don't feel at home with a killer," Dio's mother hinted at me.

Becca seemed to want to stay but Dio's mother grabbed her arm to leave. In sign language she said she would call me and then be with her father and mother.

"One more time, never set foot on Dio's tomb. If you break this, you'll know the consequences" Dio's mother said as she slammed the door.

Out of all the insults he made on me, it was forbidden to visit Dio's resting place that would tear my heart apart the most. Even I don't deserve to apologize and thank you for eight precious years with my beloved.

After that, all I knew was that my eyes had darkened and I couldn't remember anything afterwards.