NOT PERPETRATORS
Wedding Dress Of Vanessa

I thank the package deliveryman. Then, the package deliveryman left, after I signed the receipt letter.

Rudi and Fania, who had just got out of the car with me, also saw what the delivery person had sent. Fania holds a beautifully wrapped box parcel decorated with pink ribbons. We also sat on the terrace.

"What is this, Imania?" ask Fania curious.

I didn't answer. I will read the letter soon.

To Imania Saraswati.

Perhaps, by the time you read this letter, I was already dead in this world. Maybe, I've been gone forever. Maybe we are different in nature again.

Faith ....

You know, that I really like Dimas. L loved her. I want it so badly. Dimas loves you instead.

What dayaku. I've forced him to stay in my heart, but he always leaves, he always runs, anchoring his heart to you. In fact, I forced her to keep her past promise, to marry me. Still, Dimas just wants to be with you.

You know ....

What's inside that box?

It was a beautiful wedding dress. I ordered it specifically for you. You must be confused as to why I'm doing this.

Since childhood I have been sick. I often bet my life on the operating table. Until, my chest is too often split, I am tired. My age is predicted soon. Only at 25. The numbers I hate the most and fear the most.

I want to live a normal life like you. That can be stable when angry, sad, or even in love. However, I can't. My chest is always tight and painful whenever I have excessive feelings. Including loving someone who doesn't love me at all. It was the most painful feeling of my entire life. My love claps one hand.

I read the letter while shedding tears.

After I consider, it seems like giving Dimas to you is the best option. Anyway, I won't live long. Free too, right? No matter how hard I tried to hold Dimas, God actually held me back. Maybe, this is my destiny.

Dimas only thinks of me as a friend. He loves me and takes care of me like a friend. Not more.

After talking to you on the roof of the hospital building back then, actually .. I realized that I couldn't have the love and heart of Dimas. I just held it for a while to be with me. It was purely .. because I wanted to be near him in the rest of my life. I didn't expect much. Dimas just loves you.

Imania .. wear this wedding dress at your wedding. I'll be very happy, seeing you and Dimas happy. I have ordered it specifically from famous Indonesian designers. I'll take Dimas in your arms. Be happy. Re-establish your love. Forgive me for all my mistakes.

Sincerely,

Vanessa Lilliana

My tears kept breaking reading letters from Nessa. I didn't expect, Nessa really did this. With a wet face, I opened the package.

A soft white wedding dress, with a very beautiful and luxurious design, was lying inside the parcel. I was sobbing when I touched it. Didn't expect Nessa to be so good to me. He prepared this long before his age was over.

"Thank you, Ness ...."

Fania also covered the day and rubbed my shoulders. It seems Nessa was right, the one who won was the one who still survived. Maybe this is the hidden meaning behind Nessa's sentence at that time, on the roof of the hospital building. (Episode 161)

"In the end, the winner is the one who still survives. And the loser is the one who has to go."

"Imania, however you have a life more fortunate than mine. We are both beautiful. We love the same man. We are both loved by him. The difference is, you have wide opportunities, whereas I don't."

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A month later.

At night, at eight, I was dressing up, preparing to meet with the Dimas family. Mr. Wibowo's family invited me to dinner at his house.

"Eghem! Ciye, who wants to meet a camer," the seductive Fania who was watching me preen.

"Camer?"

"Yes, the future-in-law."

"Oh ...."

"Dug-dug-ser for sure!"

"Nervous people."

"Hopefully smooth, huh?" he said while patting my shoulder.

Fania laid her body on the bed while playing mobile phone. He seemed to be smiling to himself looking at his phone.

"Ciye? There's gotta be something, right?" godaku.

"May be in love again."

Fania didn't touch my ledge. He was busy chatting with someone. So I secretly loved him. So excited, Fania did not realize that there was already me standing next to her.

Fania looked at me in surprise. "Hey! What are you doing?" the question is wide-eyed while hiding his phone under the pillow.

"Oh .. it turns out," I said and went to get the bag.

Fania immediately got up and held my arm. "Did you read it?"

"Yes," I replied with a proud smile to know what was making Fania smile for a few days.

"Are you seriously reading it?" ask again with a panicked face.

I whispered a sentence to Fania's ear. Fania is getting sluggish with red cheeks. Then I left Fania standing still, staring at my departure in shame.

"Fania, are you shooting Rudi?" That's the sentence I just whispered.

As I was walking out of the room, my phone suddenly rang.

"Hello."

"Hello, Honey. Ready already?"

"Already" I replied.

"I've been waiting for you in front of the house."

I was surprised to hear that. "Since when? How come I didn't hear a car coming into the yard?"

"Yes, lah. I, right, use a carriage. Not a car" he said, laughing.

"Seriously?" I continued walking in curiosity and opened the door of the house.

Stalled steps. My eyes were quite surprised by what I saw in front of the house. Dimas is already sitting on a red sports bike. Black glasses attached to cover both eyes of the eagle. His hairline that was deliberately styled was slightly disheveled, making him look so handsome. Reminds me of ten years ago, when we were young. In the middle of the blooms knit love. And go for a ride on the bike with him.

"Why see me like that? Am I handsome? Am I cool?" tanyanya while removing her sunglasses, then raised one eyebrow. Show off his cool style.

I smiled seeing him. I also walked closer. I looked at Dimas from top to bottom.

"Are you fascinated enough?" tanyakanya.

"You look so young and cool" I said.

"You too. Looks beautiful and cute," she said, staring at the long blouse I had paired with non-tight pants. Thin makeup and lip creame peach color adorned my face.

"Get it."

I also went up. I put both my hands on his shoulders. Then Dimas looked at me.

"Have you forgotten the way people date on motorcycles?" tanyakanya.

"Huh?"

Dimas immediately grabbed both of my hands and wrapped them around his waist. My heart is beating fast. The smell of Dimas's body with his signature perfume smell was inherent in my sense of smell.

Dimas turned his head and said, "Close grip. You can't fall anywhere. Except to my heart."

- CONNECTED --

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Readers Cheating?

Thank you for praying to Author Kecheh to get well and fit again.

Thanks to your prayers, Author Keceh is so eager to continue writing and immediately finish this novel.

There are a few that request season 2. But it doesn't seem to exist. As a bonus, I'll extend it a little. Just a little, huh? About their lives after marriage.

For your sake dear Readers.

Thank you for your prayers and motivation.

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