My ex-Ipar Candidate
He's mine!! (Haydar)
Brak!!
"Huft ...."
Haidar regulated his breathing which was now hunting, there was no other choice. The man only had one way out to hide from Jelita.
"Haydar?"
"Ssthttt!!"
"Please, Brother help me this time."
"Ck, what's wrong with you?"
Honestly, Gian panicked to realize his sister was now barging into his room. While Radha was still in the bathroom, of course it was her work. Gian won't let Radha go before he does his job.
"My room is locked, and Mama is looking for you!! What should I do!!"
Jelita's move drew closer, and Haidar had managed to secure the key. Hopefully Gian won't do anything this time, he just wants to be saved for a moment. After today he would completely leave without thinking when he would return.
"Then? You want me to protect you again?"
Gian shifted position Haidar, he was trying to reach the door handle.
"Stop, go back to your room. Be a man who doesn't run away from reality, Haidar."
The words were so piercing right in Haidar's chest, they were completely in his heart. It was true that this time it did not even look like a man, even some people would question him.
"It's not time, brother."
Haidar stared intently at Gian's black bead, the man completely clueless. With the myriad of chaos that he now felt, Gian seemed to not care.
The knocking of the door became clearer, Jelita urged Gian to open it immediately. I don't know what the woman's business, which is clearly Jelita's habit that often comes suddenly.
Chequelek
"Why!! Damn it, you shit!! Why are you opening?!!" gerutu Haidar with extraordinary emotions, the brother pulled the corner of the lips when Jelita pushed the door of Gian's room.
Gian laughed discordantly, pias Haidar's face seemed to be a funny thing for him. However, he could not deny, Gian was also worried that Radha would soon come out and meet Haidar.
"Eeiits!!! Where are you going?!!"
Almost Gian lost Haidar, the man was about to take a step into the bathroom, obviously it would have made the meeting of the two much quicker, and Gian has not wanted that.
"You don't go crazy!! Let go, Mama can kill me, Fool!!"
Haidar rebelled, but his strength was not strong enough to break away from Gian. Not yet passed, the beautiful and gentle woman was now behind him.
"What's up, Ma?"
The handsome man did not dare to wiggle when Gian began to talk to the mother. He still tried to turn his back on Jelita by hiding behind the hodie and hat.
There was no answer from Jelita, she focused instead on the tall, clad man who was now behind her. He was silent, Haidar's posture could he recognize that quickly.
"Why are you coming home?"
DEG
Jelita's question was as if an indiscretion had slashed her heart on purpose. All her life, Jelita was never that cold. Realize it was all right wrong, but Haidar's mentality was not that big to apologize.
Jelita stepped forward, she wanted to pay close attention to Haidar's face. He stared fixedly at the handsome face, his eyes were sad with sadness exposed clearly, bruised face had made him worry instead of playing.
"What's wrong with your face?"
Haidar just shook his head, there was no panic and hunting questions from Jelita. If usually Jelita's gaze will be that scared, different from now which seems so large apart.
"Gian's? Radha's eating?" jelita asked, now switching the conversation.
Jelita's question made the two speechless instantly, both Gian and Haidar were equally overwhelmed by the question Jelita was asking.
Full of questions Haidar looked at the face of the Mama, the name was really familiar to him. His premonition began to feel bad, not to mention Gian who only sighed slowly while shifting his eyes when Haidar stared with a million questions.
"Ra-Radha?" inner Haidar stared at the faces of the two people in turn.
The knock of the bathroom door is quite hard is now repeated, Jelita swerved, Gian's face was clearly hiding something.
"Sister!! Why are the doors locked?!!" the annoyance was clearly heard
"Gian are you crazy?!!"
"Mr ...."
Late, Jelita had managed to open the bathroom door. Obviously he was worried about the state of his son-in-law, Gian seemed to need psychiatric treatment.
"Ays, I'm dead."
Haidar demanded Gian's explanation, he did not really understand what happened. But somehow the name that Jelita said seemed to be the binding to stay here.
"Oh my God, Gian!!"
Jelita grabbed Radha's fingers which were now wiping her sweat. Radha sullen face enough to explain the reason, he stared nanar ahead looking for the figure of Gian who had done crazy to him.
"Ra?"
The soft voice was so delicate, Radha raised her face, their gaze locked. Gian just bit his lower lip, the thing he was most afraid of now really happened.
Oh my God, what kind of meeting is this, Radha was silent, her breathing was stuck in her throat. Staring at the two men who were now in front of him took turns. He needs an explanation, what is going on in between.
"Sister?"
"Darling? Why are you here?"
Haidar stepped without warning, pulling Radha who was now in Jelita's grasp. No matter what makes her lover in the room. All he cared about, just wanted to finish his longing for a moment.
"Ck, what are you doing, brother?!"
Gruffly Gian pulled Haidar's shoulder which now hugged his wife's petite body. Gian's strength separated the close embrace of Haidar who was trying to channel his longing.
Haidar tightened his jaw, he clenched his hand dislike. Gian is outrageous to him, shouldn't be that harsh. Besides what's the problem, where is the fault Haidar hugged his own lover.
"He's my sweetheart!! What's your problem?"
Radha was silent, she just lowered her head while linking her fingers. Slowly he understood what he was facing, naturally Gian always refused when Radha questioned who the future husband should be.
Regretting he refused and chose to close his eyes on matters concerning their marriage. If he had more courage to ask Ardi, of course this kind of thing would not have happened.
Not yet after Haidar's anger, the scenery he now witnessed increasingly made Haidar suffocated. Radha complies and chooses to come along when Gian pulls his wrist gently.
"Nr ...." Haidar pressed his words, he tried to demand an explanation for why Radha could be in his house.
"What?"
"You didn't hear? He's my girlfriend, Gian!!"
Haidar's scream, enough to make the ears of the three people there hurt. Jelita is still silent, as are Gian and Radha. He just let his son get stuck in question marks.
"Then what's the connection?" gian asked flatly, his face completely unfriendly. Not a single moment did he take his hand off Radha.
"Currently, are you still asking?" Haidar looked at Gian full of anger with teeth that now began to wrangle.
"He's mine, brother."
Haidar did not stay silent when Gian began to move out of the room, he also grasped Radha's wrist and tried not to release his lover.
"But she's my wife, Haidar," Gian said as he brushed Haidar's hand off his wife's wrist.
Being a witness to the bitter debate of his two sons, Jelita only fell silent with the same silence that cut him. Already he told Raka, it should all start with openness. He wouldn't see this kind of crazy thing.
"Ma?"
The trembling lips looked at Mama, asking for an explanation while begging her mother to reject Gian's statement.
"Mama here, dear," said Jelita in the end who could not bear to watch her son look destroyed, Haidar was broken and injured. He knew exactly how his son was feeling right now.
"Hahaha .. I misheard you, Ma?" asked Haidar while laughing discordantly staring at the two people he recognized alternately.
Hoping that Jelita would agree to his question, Gian tightened his grip, explaining with his gestures that his words were correct.
"Zurais? Talk babe ... she's bragging?"
Only from Radha's mouth did he ask for certainty, now Radha's confession was all he needed.
Tbc
Sorry yes, Mothers, this is one part only at type two nights. Steal time, still adjusting circumstances. Insha Allah, and try again every day. Sorry ya️🤗