Named Revenge
2

"Trad-"

"Tarana agrees, Ma" Tarana said convincingly. Then, switch to the left end of the person who is silent in his blaze. "After all, Papa wants it. Whatever Papa wants, has to be fulfilled, right, Ma?"

"Tarana," call Manuel warned. "Go to Papa's office now. Papa wants to talk to Om Liel, Aunt Kyla, Bian, your mom."

"Previously sorry if I interrupt, Om, can I borrow the Tarana for a minute?" Bian's dark black eyes pierced through the irises of eyes that were blatantly sharp.

Can Bian repay him? Shouldn't Bian feel guilty? What was that man's soul made of to be able to get him to speak privately?! "If I don't want to, what do you want?"

"It's been quite your insolence today, Tarana." Manuel mediates by intercepting the follow-up sentence that triggers another quarrel. "Follow him, Tarana. It's good for you to get to know each other before the wedding tomorrow."

"Good for Papa, not for me!" Tarana exclaims to be throbbing. Get up and push the chair back. "Look Diana, Pa!"

"Diana who?" ask Manuel not to feel guilty. "Who's Diana? And what's the connection here?"

Tarana's fist on her side tightened strongly. "Papa has to go this far, huh, Pa? So far?"

"What do you mean? I don't understand what you mean." Manuel casually still gulped the reddish liquid was calm. Enjoy the flow of his own burning throat. "Keep what do you want? Do you intend to continue to accept the commotion? Or what?"

"Tarana, come with me" Bian's pinta ended the struggle. "Sorry, Om. I'm taking Tarana away from here."

***

"A ... pa, anyway! Bian Pramoko's! Off!"

But not a single word from Tarana was responded to by a Bian. Blocking Tarana's wrist firmly, not letting Tarana out of her reach.

Pulling the woman to pull over to the garden behind the house Tarana, just sat her on the bench terrace. Ready to interrogate Tarana further. "I know you, don't I? Confessing."

"No, Bian Pramoko!" tarana's reply jerked in annoyance. "The atmosphere just pulled me. Who do you think you are to treat me so badly!"

Thick hair as dark as her iris was combed back. Blinking shade, equalizing his height with the height of Tarana sitting on the chair. "Okay, I'm sorry. But I want you to confess. You know me?"

"I said no yes no!" tarana answered narrowing her eyes. "Now move. There's still a lot to talk about with my parents."

"Who's Diana?" Bian asked again. Move to the side where Tarana wants to go. "If it's one of the brothers who looks like you, I'd like to meet him. Maybe all I know is him."

Even ..., Bian just doesn't know Diana's name?

What exactly is this relationship that the two are living in?! Like a winding labyrinth, there is no end. Diana left too few clues for Tarana.

What should tarana be now? Already successfully paralyzed by Bian, furthermore, he must dodge in a way what else? "My brother. Three years from me, he continued his life there. Why?"

"Different from you?"

"It's different, it's!" cerocos Tarana is furious. "Surge. So excited to be a person."

Tarana's tiny wrist held Bian once again. Not giving up on what he had intended. "If you're angry that I left you that night, I'm sorry."

What kind of situation is this? This was supposed to happen, but what was this supposed to be done by a Bian Pramoko?

He certainly knew how successful this man with all his dark aura was. Rarely smiles on camera, never gets involved with any woman.

There was no news of her wedding! Tarana is surprised to hear that a Bian whom she thinks is single, turns out to be a widower.

Oh, mercy. What other facts is Bian hiding? "Where were you going that night?"

"My wife went to the hospital," I Bian did not want to convoluted anymore. Positioning Tarana to his original place, while bending his knees in front of him. "I know you want to say something important, but in that moment, nothing was more important than my wife."

"You mean, I'm not important?" Tarana began to be ignited will throw sweet sentences.

If it was Diana, it might be as quick as lightning to accept that apology. But not with him who took a few days to receive anything with a chest.

They are not the same, but always look after each other. Like his hurt feelings every time he heard something that Bian shouldn't have let out. "Surge or your head is leaking like mine?"

"Listen to me first, Tarana Manuella. Oye! Listen to me first!"

Bian continued to chase with his wide legs. On her front side, Tarana blurred with her agile movements.

Sickened. Is that what Bian calls an excuse? Tarana could instead make a better excuse than that without hurting one of the two women.

After all, if there is a wife, why even connect with her brother-in-law

Grep's!

"Wait for me first, Tarana." Bian gasped after getting both of Tarana's shoulders to hold him. "wait. I'm not done yet. Why do you keep rebelling, anyway? Last time you looked like a quiet woman. Now you're so fiery."

Yeah 'cause it's not him, you idiot! It was very desirable that Tarana wanted to curse so, as well as twist Bian's hand. But, still keeping himself from giving a bad impression on this first day.

Just later. Later if you are married. Tarana will bring out all the things that can make Bian fed up, also want to break this love.

He won't let Bian go. Let it be, feeling tormented all his life. Like her brother's life had turned gray.

That is Tarana's determination. A Tarana Manuella. "Have you? What else do you want to say?"

"That's when you asked me to marry you." Immediately, Bian flipped Tarana's body as light as cotton. "Why? At that time, why should I marry you? What do you want to tell me?"

"Let me ask you first." Tarana brushed Bian's hand from his shoulder area. His arms folded in front of his chest, looking up upwards even as Bian lowered his head down. "You think of our meeting as a short one, Bian Pramoko? If I didn't pull you here, you wouldn't be looking for me, would you?"

"It was short"

"What short?" cecar Tarana. "What short until you say that 'i've seen you', huh? Even if it's not me, you can't do that to other people!"

"Short one night, Tarana. You don't think the meeting was short?" Bian frowned in disbelief. "Only in one night, Tarana. And you asked me to marry you! You didn't think that I was as loud as that?"

"Because I was pregnant back then, Bian!" Tarana's breath was made up and down. "Your satisfaction?!"