The tangled thread at my wedding
Chapter 37's

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Dusk POV

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I stared fearfully at my phone from earlier Mas Reza kept calling. I swear to God, why am I so scared of my husband now?

Ting

'Bless Dusk! I want to talk to you. Why did you report Mas's marriage to the union. Now Mas is called the same Captain Divta. I just don't want to separate from you. You can't lose you. Lift Twilight.'

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I smiled wryly as I read the notification of the message that came into my phone. Selfish, truly selfish. He kept me in office and was afraid of losing my job, not because he loved me, let alone fear losing me.

Ting

'RETURN. WHERE ARE YOU NOW. DON'T MAKE ME ANGRY. IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO LIFT, REPLY TO THE MESSAGE MAS. DON'T JUST READ.'

He sent a message with capital letters which meant that he was furious. Fortunately, he did not know the home of Mas Donny. I'm afraid Mas Reza came here and looked for me. I don't want to go home. I don't want to see her again.

Ting

'Or are you the same Sky Doctor now? You're doing the same to him. Female base ******.'

I closed my eyes for a moment. Without excuse this clear melt is back again dripping on my cheeks. At first glance a man he will not say his own wife is a woman ******. I am not a woman ******. Sky is like my own brother.

"You are evil. You're evil." And I cry again. My soul's fragile.

Ting

'Please reply to Mas' message. You won't be able to leave. You belong only to Mas. I will never let you go.'

I'm still just reading the chat he sent through this app. He won't be able to prevent me anymore. My decision is round. I want to separate from her. He has never loved me, he has married me for his office. To this day I still wonder, what is my relationship with his office? I don't even have anything to do with the military world.

I wiped my tears and kept my phone on the nightstand. Good thing I have two sisters who really care about me.

I'm out of the room. Actually today I met with Mas Chandra and his Boss to discuss the publication of the book that I signed his contract with. But Mas Donny won't let me out until my divorce trial is over with Mas Reza.

"Mas."

I walked over to Mas Donny who seemed busy with the file on his desk. He was chief part in taking care of projects such as the construction of bridge schools and other large buildings. No wonder he was busy. Fortunately, Donny has no job out of town. He rarely lives at home.

"Ehhh Mas's sister." He smiled warmly "Here's my companion at work." He shifted while patting the empty space beside him.

"Yes, it's." I sat down and smiled, "But too Mas?" My speech.

"Yes as usual. You know what it's like to do, too." Her smile.

If when I graduated High School yesterday my second Mas has been successful like this, surely I can get an education in college. Unfortunately, they were not yet into anything.

"You're crying?" My mother this one is too sensitive to my situation.

"Not really so." My Kilah.

Mas Donny put the ballpoint pen in his hand and looked at me.

"Don't lie Ja. I know you are crying. They know you. Let's tell the same story. Don't tell me you're nangisin' that jerkkk again?" Donny looked at me with a glance.

"Mas." Back my eyes glazed over.

"Come the same story. Slowly the story." Donny held both my hands.

I picked up the phone I still had on my nightstand. And show Mas Reza's message.

"It's Mas."

Donny took the phone. He looked seriously at the mobile screen that was set up by electronic writing there.

"Buckkkk." Donny gripped my phone.

"You just calm down. Don't be afraid. I will take care of you. We'll wait for the lawsuit to reach the court." Mas Donny put down my phone. He looked angry after reading the message on my phone.

"Mas." My eyes re-glazed "Senja is afraid of Mas. Dusk fear Mas Reza nyariin Dusk here Mas. I don't want to see him again." I tried to hold back the crying. But the real thing is that these tears just fall.

Honest deep down in my heart. I love Mas Reza so much. She's my first love. The first man to take my heart. The first man to take the crown. Take something I took care of with great difficulty. I really love her so much. Hugely. But now I realize my love is only in her shadow. He betrayed the trust we had built so hard.

"Stttt." Mas Donny pulled me into his arms "Senja don't be afraid, there is Mas here who takes care of Dusk. There's Dicky too. The twilight is not alone. I won't leave it at dusk." Sincerely speaking. I feel protected. This hug is so comfortable. Very inconvenient.

"Mas." I sobbed in Mas Donny's arms.

I cry until I have trouble breathing. Crying out. Wreaking all the anger and disappointment that shackled my chest. I know crying won't solve my problems but crying can give me some leeway in there.

Mas Reza is so happy. Mas Reza is very. He ruined my whole life and my trust.

Mas Donny let go of his embrace "This is the last time you singin' that jerkkkkk. Next time I won't see you crying again because of him." Mas Donny rubbed my wet cheek "You don't deserve a guy like that. You're too valuable to a cheap man like Reza."

I'm nodding. Believe that people who are heartbroken they do not need sweet words or just an envious reinforcement. They just need a warm hug and accompany him until the sick feeling is tired of torturing him.

"If there is time ntar we go home to meet the Father of the Mother. Don't cry anymore, huh?"

I'm nodding. My stepfather didn't like me from the first time. I don't know what made him hate me. That's why I rarely meet my mother. Every time my meeting and Mother always invite a great fight between Father and Mother.

"Senja makes coffee?" I wiped my tears.

"Yes Dusk." Donny smiled.

I stepped into the kitchen making Mas Donny his favorite sweet condensed coffee.

Even if thousands of people say reinforcing words, it won't make my heart get better. The wound in my heart can't be treated by anything.

Seriate......