My ex-Ipar Candidate
The widow? (I'm your husband!)
"So your mouth, Haidar!!"
Gian was inflamed, since then he tried to be patient over the impolite actions of his sister. Some of the previous sentences he could ignore but not this time. Haidar felt the heat next to his face, Gian's slap was really that painful.
"Why? You don't take what I say? Isn't there nothing wrong? Hahaha .. My lover has the right to know who her husband is?"
He laughed discordantly and clenched both of his palms on the table as a pedestal. Without a hint of fear Haidar stared at the brother's sharp bead.
"Nurus ...."
"Shut up, Pa!! Papa's explanation is enough, now I want to talk."
For the first time Haidar cut and deflected Raka's words. And as a parent, Raka this time can only be silent because he realizes the mistake is not on Haidar but on him.
"Before your relationship goes any further and for too long, divorce Zura and give her back to me."
Gian looked at his sister's nyalang, Haidar really has grown up in expressing his wishes. Radha also looked at the wonder of Haidar who was now able to speak that loud, he did not know the Haidar family since dating.
It was Haidar's promise that made Radha remain patient waiting for honesty from her lover's lips. Who he is, how his family, Haidar will open up if it is time. But unfortunately, Haidar's promise was not fulfilled, Radha knew first by such a sick way.
"Please, Haidar!! What's in your brain?!!"
As a husband, Gian defended his right to Radha. No matter how much Haidar loves, he still has complete control over Radha. And his sister's words were beyond reason, how could he spark the idea of making Radha a widow after a few days of marriage.
"I don't need questions, brother, I just need Zura."
"You know what marriage means to us a few months ago?" asked Gian without releasing a second of the brother's black bead.
"Yes, but none of that applies to this. Like it or not, you should be willing to divorce Zura as soon as possible, Gian."
Radha let out a rough breath, her eyes feeling hot and her cries almost breaking. His love for Haidar is clearly still there and even still equally powerful, only he understands how holy marriage is.
"You realize what you're saying, Haidar?" Raka spoke coldly while holding back her teeth which were now grinding.
"Very well aware, divorce her, I'll marry her after it's over."
"No, son, do you know what Radha would accept if that happened?"
Jelita also spoke, her heart was tight to realize her two sons were fighting and even ended a split. He had to take the role, this time Haidar was too excessive, too crazy.
The widow? There is no way it will end the same as the fate of the mother. He was too young, the game of fate was too cruel to him, forced to marry even at a young age, then should he accept the absurd decision that made him bear that status.
"Haidar understands, but trust me .. After this Zura will better live with me, Ma."
That hopeful look he gave to Radha, hoping there was still a chance for them to reunite in bondage. Replacing Gian in a way that is one hundred percent better, Haidar does not want the beautiful dreams that he built since a few years ago destroyed.
*******
"Aarrrrrgggghhh!!"
Haidar threw his body rough on the bed. The raw bogem he received after his words managed to make the corners of his lips bleed.
The debate that ended the quarrel between them made Raka choose to momentarily divorce the two.
"Dear,"
Raka closed the door of the room, the man stared fixedly at his son. Actually the wound when the Son looks frustrating extraordinary, he can feel the pain of Haidar at this time. He was young, his love story was almost as painful, his love with other men was a hurt wound for Raka.
"I'm sorry, Papa, you have a right to be angry .. But don't joke about Gian and Radha's marriage, son."
Slowly he sat his body next to Haidar, he slowly rubbed his ravenous shoulders. Right now he might be able to be silent with his solitude, but not with his soul.
The man understood very well, Haidar needed a hug and his tired body support. Silence, Haidar did not budge, he dissolved in his grief. Tears may be useless, Gian's recognition of his rights as Radha's husband back ringing in his mind.
Understand exactly who Gian is, what he said will not be able to be opposed. However, Gian's life principles remain the same. His life is his, he will not join anyone's will except to preserve the dignity of his Father.
"Ma,"
"Hem?"
"I love her, so much love. Do you know how I hurt?"
He stared fixedly at the face of the Papa, the man was so sad in a slash of grief over Raka's mistake. Haidar's age is young, he is only afraid that his son will be destroyed just because of love.
"You know, son. But, you should know too, not all the things you can have even if you want to, right?"
For a moment Haidar was silent, Papa's words were not wrong. It's just that, if this prihal he hasn't been able to accept. Radha remains his, and will forever be his.
He spoke while closing his eyes, incising the base of the nose which is now flushed. The shadow of Radha's pias face when he managed to hit Gian in the dining room made Haidar's heart hurt.
******
"Aaaw, slow down, Ra."
While in Gian's bedroom, Radha was holding back because Gian could not keep quiet. Just a slight bruise on Haidar's midriff cheekbones pushed him to his knees at the table.
"Ck, I haven't even touched your face yet, Brother."
Radha held back the emotions that had been boiling up, Gian really made her lose her mind. It had been 15 minutes he just shouted indistinctly when Radha tried to treat him.
"What yes? But it hurts so much."
The handsome face whined as if he was a victim of persecution. Though he was the one who almost made Haidar lose his breath tonight, if only Raka and Aryo did not hold him back, maybe Haidar has been rushed to the hospital.
"Basic lebay!!" gerutu Radha twisted her eyes lazily. He was really sore to defend with this position, and even more annoying Gian deliberately wrapped his arms around Radha's waist.
"Just do it, do you feel at home sitting here? Hm?"
Those nosy eyes looked at her unread, for a moment Radha was silent and stared fixedly at her beautiful neutrals. Gian brought his face closer, the man pulled the corner of his lips when Radha was silent.
"Sorry, Brother."
Gian's heart flinched as Radha avoided him. He just wanted to land a sweet kiss on his ripe lips, but how disappointed Gian when Radha looked down and distanced his face.
"Hm, all right, I'm sorry to be so presumptuous."
Gian let go of his circle of hands, he passed and went to the bathroom with that unfriendly flat face. Radha understands, maybe his actions are wrong and make Gian hurt. However, he could not lie he was also sick when Haidar looked at him with hope dashed some time ago.
He was silent, there was nothing Radha could do. Sitting and waiting for Gian is the only way for Radha at the moment.
Not long after, the bathroom door was open. The man washed his face, and Radha could not imagine how painful Gian's face was.
"Sleep, it's late, you go to school tomorrow, right?"
Like an older brother who ensures his sister's activities, Gian so gently asked Radha. Consider Radha enough as an answer, he intends to re-treat the wound of the Brother.
"No, you can do it yourself."
Gian looked at Gian so calmly, there was no anger or disappointment that he showed. His thin even almost invisible smile still made Radha so amazed.
"Bye,"
"Hem? What, Sis?"
"Do you know who I am?"
"Of course,"
"Who?"
"Sir Gian," replied Radha innocently which made Gian laugh discordantly.
"Not that, Zura, I mean something else."
He stared fixedly at Radha while raising his fingers and fingers Radha simultaneously. The flat but demanding face made Radha speechless.
"Yes, we're bound to this thing, which means I'm your husband and you're my wife. Understood?"
Deg, man,
Radha was speechless when Gian said so, he jostled loudly when staring at Gian's hazel bead. The man really swept her away in charm.
"Then what, brother?" ask Radha again and still so innocent.
"Oh, come on, maybe you better get some sleep, Ra."
Gian passed away leaving Radha who is now studying the words of her husband.
Tbc
Assalamualaikum, I'm sorry Gian holiday up ga say and many more holidays, because the busy RL is extraordinary and the Author must try to find time to stay nulis. Thank you for faithfully waiting for him, love you.