Pretend Marriage (Pretending to be Married)
Red stained tissue

"Who brought it?" ask Gavin again.

"Former girlfriend. And this is his car, I'm sure of it!" kekeuh Tasya, pointing to the Orange sports car.

Hearing Tasya mention the ex-boyfriend, Brandon's eyes are perfectly rounded, anxiety further stabs him in the heart, as he has no idea what problems are related between Bia and his ex.

While in the car, Jonathan forced to kiss Bia's lips, he did not care about some people who approached and knocked on the glass of his car. Jonathan raised Bia's hand up and ******bia's lips. Tears could start to trickle, she was so afraid Jo would do more than that.

"Mmmmm!" Bia shook her head so that Jonathan could not reach her lips, but all his efforts were free.

Jonathan begins to grope Bia's body and lowers Bia's dress arm until his chest is almost exposed.

BRAKK!

Brandon smashed Jo's windshield with a boulder, but it didn't break as well as he wanted. Jonathan is annoyed, he lets go of Bia and opts out to settle the commotion outside first.

"Who are you?" ask Jo with a shout.

Brandon's emotions are increasingly in the crown when at a glance he glances at the state of Bia's disheveled. Brandon pulls Jo's apes and immediately lifts a fist at Jo's shameless face.

"Hey, you're crazy, huh? Why did you hit me?" jo asked, he grimaced with his bruised face.

"You deserve it because you touched my future wife!" sergeant Brandon.

"What's? In-he's your future wife?" Jo was in disbelief, she inched back away from Brandon for fear that the man in anger would wave another bogem for her.

Tasya runs towards Jo's car, she sees Bia hugging herself in the car. "Bi, it's Tasya, let's go home.." take Tasya.

Bia looked up, she saw Tasya for a very long time before she finally received a helping hand.

Bia immediately rushed into Tasya's embrace, her fear spilling into tears. Tasya understood Bia was being frightened at the moment, so she let Bia cry as much as she could in her arms.

Brandon's little heart aches to see Bia like that, less is also his fault.

Brandon again glanced sharply at Jo who was still grimacing holding her cheek. Brandon quickly raised his hand about to raise another fist, but was blocked by Gavin.

"Uncle, no! You will be in trouble!" prevent Gavin.

Brandon hears Gavin's advice, quickly he opens the suit he is wearing and puts it on Bia.

"Valerie, please get Bia in the car, please" Tasya said.

"Good, Brother."

Valerie hugs Bia and takes her into the car as Tasya directs.

"Jonathan!" call Tasya, next to him is Gavin who is on standby for fear of something happening to his lover.

"Tasha?" jonathan's eyes widened in shock when he saw Tasya standing in front of him, because Brandon had been showering him with a fist, so he did not pay much attention to Tasya among them.

Plaque!

Tasya slapped a hard slap into Jonathan's cheek.

"How dare you touch my best friend!"

"Tasya, I'm sorry!" Jonathan clasped his hands together and apologized.

"Don't ever see me and Bia again!" kecam Tasya, after saying that Tasya immediately turned around leaving Jo who grimaced while holding his bruised cheek.

Tasya hurriedly hugged Bia, held her tightly and cried. "I'm sorry, I'm late" said Tasya, feeling guilty.

Bia was just silent, she was still shocked by Jo's forced scene earlier.

"Bia, you're okay, right?" tasya asked again, and Bia simply shook her head in response.

"I've called Mama and told her about this. They decided not to continue this dinner" Gavin said.

"Tasya, can I borrow your clothes? I can't go home in this mess, surely Aunt Wila is worried if I see me like this," Bia said, her voice was very slow almost whispering.

"We just bought clothes" suggested Brandon.

Bia was silent again, not once did she glance at or disobey the man's words.

After buying Bia a change of clothes, they decided to deliver Bia first.

"Bia, you're really okay, aren't you?" tanya Tasya who just kept feeling worried.

"I'm fine, Tasya. I go in first" said Bia.

"You're not saying goodbye to Uncle Brandon?" tanya Tasya, even though their relationship is not based on love, but as far as Tasya know their relationship is getting closer and going well.

Bia fell silent again, she glanced at Brandon, then shook her head. "I'm not that close to her, I'm in!" answer later.

Brandon saw Bia enter without saying anything to him, there was a sense of disappointment that grumbled his heart. He could only snort resignedly without being able to say anything.

Bia went inside, all the lights were turned off, she thought her aunt was asleep so she decided to go straight into her room. However, his steps came to a halt when he heard the voice of Wila who was coughing nonstop.

"Aunt Wila coughs?" his murmur was still standing in its place.

Bia decided to see Wila into her room, because the door of Wila's room was not locked, so Bia went straight in without knocking on the door.

"Aunt Wila is sick?" bia asked as she walked closer towards Wila.

"Bia? You-you're home?" Wila looked surprised when she saw Bia in front of her.

"Auntie's sick?" Bia ignored her aunt's unimportant questions.

"No-no, Auntie's fine, Bia!" he replied nervously, the nervousness could be seen by Bia.

Why is Auntie Wila so weird? Like something was hidden by him. But, what?

Bia wondered in her heart.

Bia sat on the edge of the bed, precisely in front of Wila. His eyes were fixed on the red-stained tissue held by Wila.

"Auntie, what is this?" Bia tried to seize the tissue but Wila's movement was faster, she hid the tissue in the back of her body.

"It's nothing, Bia. It's just a lipstick stain, "he said.

"Lipstick stains? But, it doesn't look like red lipstick stains, Auntie. Be honest with Bia!" door begged.

"Bia, Auntie never lied to you, did she? This time it's the same, Bia. Don't doubt Auntie" said Wila weakly.

"If Auntie doesn't want Bia to doubt Auntie, give that tissue to Bia, Bi! Bia wants to see it!" Bia forcing.

"Bia, please bring warm water for Auntie, Auntie wants to warm the throat, it hurts from coughing," he said.

"Alright, Bi." Bia finally relented and obeyed her Aunt's request.

Wila looked at Bia's back with a pushy look, her tears were shed, she was sobbing in silence swallowing all the bitterness she was feeling right now, no intention to share it with anyone. Wila squeezed the tissue to formless.

"I'm sorry Auntie, Bia!" he muttered while holding back his sobs.

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