Thank you for Betraying me
Disillusioned

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Zia's tears slowly dripped down the chubby smooth cheeks as she watched her lover making out with another woman. 

"Lord! if this is just a dream, please wake me up from this nightmare. " His screams were deep in heart, without taking his eyes off the two people in the room. 

Zia deliberately came secretly to give a surprise for her lover to deliver lunch as well as give her graduation invitation which will be held in two days. Zia had not yet opened the door perfectly, her eyes unintentionally catching the shadow of someone from the crack of the door that happened to be not tightly closed.

Biting her lips firmly withstood the cries then stepping back running away from the front of Daren's room. 

Zia was stunned in the car by hitting her head at the wheel. 

"Why? why would you do this, Daren? " ask Zia on the sidelines of her crying.

Zia brushed her tears that still reluctantly stopped dripping, then drove a car towards an apartment. 

"I'll investigate everything first before making a decision. " Murmured Zia with a straight look at the street in front of her. 

Zia immediately hugged the body of someone who appeared behind the door of the apartment. 

"Cla, what's my fault? Why did this have to happen to me? " Zia cried so much in the arms of her best friend. 

Despite not understanding what Zia was saying, Clara just silently rubbed gently on her best friend's back to calm down. 

"What's going on? " tanya Clara looked into Zia's moist eyes, breaking her embrace after feeling Zia was calmer. 

"Daren betrayed me, Cla! " he said, with tears that returned to trickle when remembering the name Daren. 

"Are you sure? " clara asked looking in Zia's eyes which implied deep disappointment. 

Naturally, Clara doubted Zia's words because the relationship between the two was very harmonious, which always succeeded in making people around feel jealous. 

"Gue squirms with my own eyes when Daren kisses a woman in his room. " Obviously again at length. 

"Gue will investigate this first, Cla. Although the fact of his will be more painful, I accept !" the screams sound more resigned. 

"Gue agrees with your idea, let everything be clear. Don't be sad anymore! I can make it a place to share. " Swiping gently both shoulders of Zia. 

"Thank you, Cla. You are my best friend. " Say Zia hugged Clara again. 

After spending a day in Clara's apartment, Zia drove back to her house. 

Zia opened the room door violently then threw her body flat on top of her soft mattress. 

"Gue should be normal with Daren so he doesn't get suspicious. " His monologue with eyes stared at the ceiling of the room. 

Just now that Zia wanted to go to the bathroom, the sound of a cell phone ringing stopped her steps. Reversing her body immediately picked up the phone lying on the table. 

Zia let out a rough breath when she saw who was contacting her. Zia answered the call.

"Hello, Honey! " Sapa Daren is gentle as usual from across there. 

"Yes, Brother. " Sahut Zia, smiling fake looking Daren's face so sparkling. 

"Where's the graduation plan, honey? " Daren asked again. 

"O yes, Zia forgot to tell sister that her graduation will be held in two days. " I regret it as if I completely forgot to tell Daren. 

"Thank God, you will try to come for you. " His heart with a big smile was also happy to hear the news from his girlfriend. 

If it were still the same as before, perhaps Zia would feel she was the luckiest woman in the world. Loved by a perfect man like Daren. 

Two days later. 

Zia walked gracefully down the steps one by one towards the ground floor of her house, where her parents were waiting. 

"Mama's son is very beautiful, "praise, staring in awe at the girl whose full name is Ziandra Nugraha who is very beautiful using the kebaya navy with a batik skirt attached beautifully on her body, very contrasted with the white Zia. Hair in a neat bun with nude lipstick polish adorns the tiny, ripe lips. 

"Mama can do it. " His heart, smiling shyly at the praise of the mother. 

"If his father is handsome like this, surely his son is also beautiful. " Papa's timpal puffed up his chest smiling arrogantly. 

"Olderly old man, Pa. No narcissistic young people do not fit. " Sela mama pissed off patting her husband's arm. 

"Say Mama is envious. " His ejek then took the daughter's hand just wayang they get into the car. 

Zia rolled her eyes lazily looking at her two parents, who were always arguing over little things like this.

"Road, Pa! zia is late. " Pinta Zia whines to mediate her parents' debate that never ends. 

The car carrying Zia and her family stopped at a top university in Jakarta. 

Zia stepped gracefully up onto the stage as her name was called the best graduate of the year with the highest ip. A sweet smile continued to be imprinted on her lips ignoring the pain in her heart during such an important moment like this.

Ziandra Nugraha, S. Mb. 

Repeatedly Zia read his name on the map of his diploma, there is a sense of pride with the achievements obtained with difficulty for 3.5 years. 

"Congratulations to my best friend. " Bisik Clara hugged the body of her best friend. 

"Thank you, this is all support from all of you. " His heart returned Clara's embrace, then switched to hugging her parents who had stretched their hands to welcome her arrival. 

"Thank you to both of you for giving me your best. "Get Zia down, rubbing the corner of her watery eyes. 

" Sister ngak hugged? " ask someone from behind, Zia broke her embrace then looked at the man who had just arrived. 

"Not Zia, not mahram. " Sela Clara was quick who was already standing next to Zia. 

"Sorry, my brother is late! " he exclaimed, handing over a large bouquet of flowers to his beloved girl. Ignoring the protests Clara then hugged Zia's body at a glance because there was also Zia's parents. 

"Thank you, Brother. " She said softly without returning Daren's hug as usual. With one hand holding the flower Daren. 

"You're really good at hiding your ugliness, brother. " Inner Zia. 

Staring at the back of Daren who spoke with his parents. 

Zia tried to keep smiling at Daren covering up the pain in her heart. 

Zia hooks her hands on Daren's arms when they are going to photograph the two, although a little lazy but Zia still complies when Daren is so begging to her. 

"Om, Aunt. I want to say something." 

The atmosphere was suddenly silent, the three pairs of eyes were fixed on Daren. 

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Tbc.