The Bitter Three's
David Yudha

David Yudha has a handsome face.

With narrow eyes and thick eyebrows. The smile on his lips was friendly.

He said he was gentle and polite too.

Susan didn't think her husband was this cool. The problem is that David does not like excessive publicity and rarely has a photo of him in the media.

The man's face is American-Japanese. Susan heard that David's father had been Nausea since young. And before leaving his country, David's father was an imam and administrator at the Islamic Center Of Washington.

When moving to Indonesia, David's father became a property agent, and slowly his business developed into a developer (developer) of housing.

"Susan" greeted David with a gentle smile.

Susan just nodded. How should he put up the face setting? He was very upset about today.

If only Jefry's cell phone hadn't been lost, the video wouldn't have gone to the media, and Susan wouldn't have been in this position!

An hour later here comes Susan,

Sit quietly in a chair wrapped in white satin fabric,

In a simple closed room.

Listening to the man next to her say chords.

With a dowry deposit in his name worth 1 billion rupiah, jewelry worth 270 million according to his age, and a set of prayer tools that he will usually rarely use unless there is a certain desire to the Creator.

Damnit damnit!

Take Susan inwardly as she cast her gaze into the corner of the room near them.

The two wives of David Yudha, face like angels!

Wrapped in shari'i clothes and smiling sweetly as if welcoming Susan with joy.

Susan could not help but see that genuine smile. They will share their husband with Susan.

Do they have no feelings of belonging?!

What is their motive for getting married?

Is it the same with Susan?

"Huh?" ask penghulu.

"Well!" both witnesses.

Everyone raised their hands in prayer.

Only Susan sighed loudly and leaned back in her chair while grumbling.

Make all eyes look at him.

Bodo!

Susan grunts slowly.

"Susan," finished exchanging rings David took him to Vip's room. "This is Alwa and Hanifah."

"Assalamu'alaikum Susan," they said kindly.

"MasyaAllah, your beauty," sizzled one of them.

Susan smile.

Frankly, he did not hate Alwa and Hanifa.

He also did not hate David.

What he hates is his fate now.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Susan. "Before you're surprised, I'll tell you earlier. That I don't intend to be suave. I don't love David, and I don't like you two. This marriage is only because of the wishes of both my parents and the development of the business."

The three of them were silent.

Staring at Susan with tension.

Susan grabbed a glass of water nearby and sipped it.

"David, we need to talk about my position in your family. Just two,"

"Must now?" David frowned

"Yes. The sooner the better. I don't want any misunderstandings,"

"It's better after the event, because we should be friendly with other families,"

"Later also one by one appear themselves if they need money,"

"Astaghfirullah, Susan,"

"Realistically, yes" Susan shook her hand. "I'm going to the bridal room, sleep. Please be suave yourself," Susan breezed out of the hall casually.

In front of the door, there were two men wearing neat suits. One of them received a drinking glass from Susan, the other received a bridal veil that Susan removed because it was considered to interfere with her footsteps.

They escort Susan to the bride's break room.

One of them looked respectfully at David.

-----***-----

"Seriously Ms. Susan, it's Mother's wedding day, you see," Raka puts Susan's wedding veil over the mannequin.

Galuh asked everyone in the bridal room to come out so as not to disturb Susan's rest.

"Ta-i cats. I don't care about marriage!" Susan took off her shoes and flopped down on the long sofa.

"Marriage should be between two people who love each other!"

"Yes but this is my own mother's fault, the scene kok use taped-record." said Raka.

"If it wasn't you, I fired it!" murmur Susan.

"Sir Jefry had come" Galuh said as he sat on the dresser.

Susan straightened her body.

"He could come? You're out, right?!"

"As per instruction. But he left the parcels to Miss Susan,"

"Have you opened?"

Galuh nodded, "Ring of diamonds with the name of Miss Susan. He said he was supposed to give it when Mr. Jefry proposed to Ms. Susan next month,"

Susan frozen.

Somewhat long.

10 Minutes later he screamed,

"LITCHAAALLLL!!!!!"

To the extent that Raka and Galuh clog their ears with fingers.

"If you knew Jefry would marry me for what I was wasting my marriage time with polygamists!?!" annoyed screams.

"Well, the time is a little late anyway, he came to the end of the agreement," he sis Galuh.

"Begging for divorce, Mom, so that you can go back to Mr. Jefry" Raka said.

"okay!! I'm asking right now!" susan exclaimed as she stomped her feet out of the room and painstakingly lifted her dress.

-----***-----

David crossed his arms and stood leaning against the wall while looking at Susan with a face as if facing an SD child who chattered indistinctly.

His smile was thin and it seemed as if he was amused.

"You know if it's not that easy, you've learned the rules in terms of law and religion" David said.

"At the very least, you can promise in the near future that you will divorce me" Susan continued to urge David.

"I can't, I just swore an oath directly before Allah SWT and his angels to keep you a heavenly life, and not an hour without reason to divorce you? I could be punished,"

"But you know for yourself this marriage was a mistake,"

"Where is it?"

"Huh?"

"Everything has been designed in such a way, the agreement is legitimate, where is it wrong?" David shrugged his shoulders.

"Wrong in our goal of getting married!" susan was impatient.

"My goal is to marry you? Because I love you. Especially?"

Susan fell silent.

Loving me?

You liar!

Susan in my heart

"You already have 2 other wives, how can you say you love me?! You got a mental disorder or what?" spray Susan.

"I love them too,"

"Basic pervert,"

"Easter?!" David scrunched his face. Frankly he was offended, but he wanted to know what Susan meant by talking like that.

"Yes, you are not an apostle. He married more than one woman with a noble purpose, while you? You are only an ordinary man, not a King and not a preacher, however you cannot say that it is Sunnah! You're just a pervert guy" Susan said with her chin raised.

"I married them, and you, also on a mission,"

"What's the mission?"

"If in your case, save your pride and family,"

"Aarghhhh!" furious Susan.

"Then I say yes now, if I love someone else, and it's not you! You understand what it means!" and Susan turned back to the dugout while holding back the anger.