
Arga's order of fried rice came along with Ken who came out of the tent and walked up to Arga and Sara.
Ken even now sits in front of Sara and Arga.
Sara stared at Arga where it was obvious that the man was very upset when he saw Ken coming.
"How are you?" ask Ken.
Sara just kept quiet, trying not to pry Ken's words.
"You look thinner, what do you think?" ask Ken again but Sara still does not comment on Ken's words.
"Do you regret divorcing me to make you thin like this?" ken's teasing made Sara couldn't bear to finally reply to Ken's words.
"You're so confident" Sara replied with a cynical smile.
"Am I wrong? Tell me if I'm wrong? Didn't you love me so much?"
Arga clenched his hand, it felt like he wanted to hit Ken right now but still He could stand it because here a lot of people and Arga did not want to make Sara embarrassed.
"Aren't you able to forget my future wife?" ask Ken Arga.
"Wife candidate?" Ken smiled mockingly as if in disbelief with Arga's words.
"Wife-to-be, we're getting married soon."
Ken laughed, "You're in a match? You can't possibly forget me that fast" Ken said confidently.
"Maybe you who have not been able to forget my future wife, do you not feel that since the beginning of our arrival, Sara did not look at you at all? If you're aware, you won't be that confident." Arga said with a cynical smile.
"My future husband is right, you better go home. Don't bother me anymore. I've really let you down." Sara added, making Ken's chest tight.
"How can you forget me so quickly while I still remember you?" ask Ken at last.
"Why should you feel sad?" sara wondered, "Everything that happens because of your mistake, stop playing victim and wake up!"
Arga moved from his seat, still staring at Sara with anger, "If I can't have you, no one else will be able to have you either." Ken said, leaving Sara and Arga behind.
"True fucking benae, it feels like I want to punch her in the mouth so she stops talking!" namel Arga.
Sara held Arga's arm, "Have it, it's useless to serve such a man. We'd better just eat." take Sara who also did not expect that Ken would be very confident like that.
Meanwhile Ken drove his bike at high speed. He was very angry at this moment and had to vent at someone.
Ken stopped the motorbike at the hospital. He entered the room where Alea was still sleeping there.
Unconcerned to see Alea slumber, Ken gripped under Alea's chin, leaving the girl shocked and awake.
"All because of you! All because of you, you son of a bitch!" Arga let go of Alea's chin violently.
"Why did you arrive angry?" Alea looked fearfully at Arga. He did not know what was wrong to make Arga angry and rude to him.
"I met Sara, you know? He will soon be married again. Goddamnit! If you hadn't complained to Sara back then, I might still be with Sara." said Arga this time strangled Alea's neck and let go when he saw the girl's face was red as if out of breath.
Alea coughed coughfully after Ken let go of his chuckle.
"Why do you just blame me? It is also your fault for betraying your own wife." Alea ventured to defend herself.
Plaque... Ken slapped Alea on the cheek, "Tell me one more time and I'll kill you!" ken threatened to make Alea cry.
It feels like Alea is dead at the moment, he feels his stomach still hurts after doing curettage, plus Ken's words that always hurt his feelings and now Ken's rude attitude towards him that seems to want to kill Alea.
"If I can't get Sara, no one else can have Sara!" ken said many times while pulling his own hair.
"Shut up or I'll kill you!" threaten Ken and get out of Alea's room.
After Ken left, Alea cried as soon as she did, She didn't expect Ken to be that crazy about Sara and would torture her like this.
"You're a cheat, a child killer and now you're dumping all the blame on me?" alea muttered between her cries, "You jerk! really fucking asshole! You'd better just die!" said Alea then came back crying as it happened.
Outside, Ken is back on his motorcycle, he wants to get to Sara and Sara's future husband. She wants to finish off Sara's future husband in front of Sara's eyes. Yes Ken will do that, he has to do that.
Ken drove his motorbike at high speed until he finally reached the front of the roadside fried rice stall where he met Sara.
Ken looked towards the place Sara had been sitting in but no one was there.
Ken again feels crazy and angry because he did not manage to find Sara and her future husband.
He returns to riding his motorcycle without direction and purpose, hoping he can find Sara until his smile expands when his eyes see a car that he knows very well.
Yes it's the car of prospective husband Sara, Ken is very familiar with Arga car even he also memorized the license plate number of Arga car.
Ken increased his speed until he managed to overtake the Arga car and stop the speed of the Arga car.
"Ken... Why else would he!" sara's nagging from the car.
"It's true to ask to be finished!" Arga was no less upset, let go of his seatbelt and opened his car door.
As she was about to descend, Sara held onto her arm, "Be careful, I'm afraid she'll"
"Just relax, I won't lose to that guy" Arga stroked Sara's cheek and got out of the car.
"What are you doing"
Bugh... Bugh... Not yet Arga finish his speech, Ken has hit Arga cheek 2 times.
"Suck!" arga said as his mouth came out of blood.
Arga just wanted to avenge Ken's blow but He was hit again until He fell on the ground.
"What are you doing? You're crazy!" sara jolts out of the car because she can't bear to see Arga being beaten by Ken.
"Yes I'm crazy, all because of you! I will kill this man and you will not marry anyone!"
Bugh... Bugh... Bugh... Ken is too focused on talking to Sara until he does not realize that Arga wakes up and returns Ken's blow to the ground until now Ken who fell down.
"It ... Already." pinta Sara hugged Arga from behind as Arga was about to hit Ken again.
Arga restrains his emotions, he takes Sara into the car and drives her car leaving Ken who is still on the ground.
Sara was crying in the car.
"What are you crying about?"
"You're hurt, how can I not cry."
Arga smiled, "This injury is not at all painful, there is only 1 wound that will probably hurt and make me want to die."
"What injury?"
"I'll hurt if I lose you."
Seriate....