Not a Dream Marriage.
If only Ali had been as good as Rassya

Eighteen: If Ali were as good as Rasya.

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Pov prilly.

Plaque!!

The sound of a slap echoed in the hospital corridor. You know who got slapped and who slapped, right?

I closed my eyes for a moment. It felt sore on my left cheek, and maybe now there's a finger there. It's the first time in my life I've gotten a slap from someone.

If normally he would just scold me and push me, then now he slapped me with no apparent reason. I don't know why he slapped me? What's my fault exactly?

After accompanying Cris to make a sim, I immediately came back here. But what do I get? A spanking.

I opened my eyes and looked at Ali who was standing in front of me and looked at me sharply, as sharp as a knife ready to be used to mutilate humans. Scary.

"What's wrong?" ask her.

Ali chuckles. "What did you say? I told you to look after Nikita, I believe in you because Nikita also believes in you but why did you leave her alone huh! Look what happened to him? He's back in the ICU!!" ali said in anger. His voice was very loud, making everyone who crossed the corridor look at me concerned.

"I-I just went for a little while with Cris." I said.

"What did you say for a minute? From day until almost night like this you said for a second. Don't you like it because Nikita's still alive huh! You're more concerned with other business than Nikita. You said you loved Nikita the way you loved yourself. Where's proof? Where?!" ali said again in a higher voice than before.

"I thought you'd be back soon, so I left Nikita's sister. I never thought it was that bad Ali! I really love big brother." I said with a slight tone up an octav.

Either I get courage from nowhere, or maybe because I'm too tired of being bullied.

Ali who had turned her face now looked back at me ferociously and once again the sound of a loud slap landed on my cheek. This time it's not the right cheek but the left cheek.

"So what are you doing" said Rasya who, when he came, pushed Ali away from me.

"You're okay" said Rasya. It was obvious that he was worried about me. When could Ali be like Rasya. Huh what do you think pril? Thats impossible.

"Your girlfriend's urine" said Ali passed from before us.

Rasya looked cynically at Ali and looked back at me, this time Rasya took me into his arms. Makes me feel comfortable for a moment. Behind Rasya's back, I saw Dahlia who was looking at me sharply. He seems to hate me too.

"Why brother always defends him. It's obvious she's the one who's wrong" Dahlia said, looking at me intently.

"He's not wrong, Dahlia. Ali's brother turned cruel." said Rasya.

"So that there's a big brother changed, big brother defends the wrong rather than the right" said Dahlia.

Rasya took his arms off me and stared intently at Dahlia. "I haven't changed, you guys have changed. Prilly's not wrong."

"Keep defending him brother. The brother has been blinded by his love, the brother must follow the example of brother Ali." said Dahlia fierce.

"Dahlia, I do love Prilly. But I'm not blinded by love like Ali's brother who is able to hurt others because of the blinded love of Nikita's sister." Rasya snapped.

"Bad brother! Brother's dead! Brother snatched me. I hate you and I hate you so much" Dahlia pointed to me. His eyes were glassy, he ran away from us.

The new dahlia like that was already angry, let alone me who treated Ali like this. But I can't be mad at Ali, I don't know why?

"Don't listen to Dahlia." Rasya hugged me again and kissed me on the forehead.

"I'm sorry, because of me you got into a fight with Dahlia" I said between my sobs.

"Ssttt you're not wrong, Dahlia is like that. Later we will be better again" said Rasya calm me.

"We'd better go home." continued Rasya.

"Son Ali won't let you. We better go home and tomorrow morning I promise to take you back." Rasya promised me.

"But Rasya---."

"Prilly, look at you right now. Why do you still hang with your sister if you always get bad treatment from her, Prilly. You are too good for brother, I honestly hate brother Ali who is now very rude to you" Rasya said and released his embrace to me.

Rasya rubbed his tears that kept flowing from both of my eyes. "Is this still hurting" he said, gently rubbing both of my cheeks.

I'm shaking. "No." I said.

"I'm sorry."

"It's not you who's wrong."

"Yes, I'm not the wrong one. But I'm sorry for not being able to protect you" Rasya said, his hands still rubbing both of my cheeks.

I grimaced a little, because it felt a little painful. "Sorry, it hurts. Until it's red like this. Let's go home, I'll compress your wounds" he said, taking me away from the hospital corridor.

I just followed Rasya to take me home. I'm tired too, need a break. Although actually in my heart I want to see the condition of Nikita, but what Rasya said is true. Ali couldn't have let me into his room.

"Rasya, can we see Gwen for a moment" I said.

Rasya frowned confusedly. "Who's Gwen?" tanyakanya.

"Son Nikita." I replied with a smile.

"You're ugly if you smile but your cheeks are wet as tears." Rasya said by pinching both of my cheeks.

"Aww Rasya is sick." I cried.

"Ohhh sorry sorry. I'm tired of you" he said, chuckling.

I snorted annoyed at him. "So don't see her Gwen."

"So dong."

The two of us walked into the incubator room where Gwen was. Arriving there, I smiled at him even if only from the outside.

"So his name was Gwen. Gwen who? Gwen stacia." Rasya said with a humorous tone.

I hit Rasya's arm slowly, at a time like this. Rasya can still joke.

"You are still joking. Gwen Syareefa Princess. The name is good, no." I said.

"Oh I thought Gwen Stacia was Peter's partner" Rasya said this time with a crisp laugh.

"What is The Amazing Spider-Man?"

"Hehe you know that flim too."

"Yes you know."

"I guess you don't like that flim."

"Tau ah Rasya sneezed." I said cynically.

Rasya laughed while holding his stomach. Well I don't know exactly, how funny is that?

"Why are you still here?" ask someone behind us.

Rasya stopped his laughter and we both looked at the source of the voice behind us. The voice that made me instantly tense up, I gulped down staring at the person who was staring intently at us.