Victimizing Yourself for Love
Part *40

The question made Dicky raise an eyebrow. With a look of disbelief also filled with questions, he looked at the face of Tora who looked so serious looking at him.

"What do you mean by that question? Do you want to ask, do I not intend to meet with your wife Nining? That so?"

Tora looked at Dicky's face. Then, he nodded slowly as he continued to look at Dicky with a curious look.

Dicky smile. Then, he changed his gaze from seeing Tora switch staring straight ahead.

"No, Tora. I never thought about meeting Nining for a second."

"Why, Dic? What is the reason you don't want to meet him? Is it because she is already married to me who is clearly your enemy? Is it because you're still mad at him because he has decided on you and chosen me?"

"Dicky. Just so you know, she married me it was for you. Since he doesn't want me to snatch the woman you love anymore, he's setting me up on our fiancee's night. And, I was forced to marry her two days after that engagement night. Why don't you want to meet him, even though he has sacrificed a lot for you? He was willing to sacrifice himself just for the love he had for you. Don't you have any pity for him?"

"Tora, why do you insist on me meeting your wife, when obviously you kept a jealous flame for me in your eyes when you asked me to meet her just now."

Hearing those words, Tora immediately turned her gaze away from Dicky. He tried to change his face to make it look like nothing happened. And yes, he felt pain when he spoke.

"I ... no. I'm not jealous. Don't try to dig into the important topic of our conversation with you accusing me of being jealous of you, Dicky. Because your accusation is completely untrue."

"Tora, I know you. We were like brothers before you chose to antagonize me. Realize that you are now in love with the person who is your wife now. Admit that love before it's too late."

"Oh yeah, if you say I'm mad at him or at you. The answer is no. I'm not mad at you guys. I'm not angry at all. I didn't want to meet her because I really appreciate my wife's feelings. I don't want to scratch my wife's heart. Because I'm sure, if I met Nining for even just a moment, my wife would definitely feel disappointed in me even if it was just a little. Because the one I met was my ex-boyfriend. The one who once lay in my heart."

"One thing you should know, Tora. The heart of the woman is very fragile. The slightest mistake you made, then he will feel it is a thorn to his heart. It's hard to get rid of, and it's not easy to heal the pain. So, I hope you understand what I just said."

"Oh yes, if you go home later, just leave my greetings to your wife. Tell me I'm sorry for being such a sweet bitter memory in her life. Say, too, your marriage is a gift. Because fate will never be wrong."

"For you, I suggest you take good care of your wife. You're already in love. Only, your ego is too high to realize what is called love. Because love is so subtle. Get rid of the ego in your heart, then you will realize the love that you have."

Tora did not have time to answer the long words that Dicky said, Mamat sir came to them with a device in his hand.

"Sorry to interrupt, young master. I'm here to deliver the young master's cell phone that's been ringing since."

"Ah, is it? Oh my God, I forgot about it. I left my phone in the room. Who has contacted me, Mr. Mamat."

"Mrs young, young sir."

"Mc ... Tora, sorry. I need to talk to my wife for a minute."

"Please."

"Sir Mamat, please accompany my guest first."

"Okay, young master."

"No need, Dicky. I'm going home now."

"Going home? Why rush?"

"There's someone waiting for me at home. I'll get him what he wants as soon as possible."

Dicky smile.

"Sir Mamat, please bring all the young mangoes on the tree to my guests."

"Okay, young master."

"Eh, it doesn't need everything. That's too much. I just asked for a few. He doesn't want much."

"Yes, get as much as he wants, Mr. Mamat."

"Okay, young master."

"Oh yes, Tora. I have something for you too. It's." Dicky handed him the brown map he took from the table they were sitting on.

Tora accepted with curiosity.

"What's this?"

"Look at it later. Then you'll know what's in the chocolate map I gave you."

"Oh yeah, my wife's been waiting a long time. I need to call him right now."

"Ah, one more thing. You came this morning only for mangoes huh. Not for our personal business that I said yesterday. I'm waiting for you at the airport I told you about tomorrow morning. If you come, then the enmity between us is over."

Dicky enters the house after revealing his smile to Tora. While Tora, she silently stared as she thought about what Dicky had just said. The chocolate map made him feel curious. But he can't open it now. Because he has to show his patience here. To be exact, in front of the worker who was picking mangoes for him.

Then, without him noticing, Dicky's man who was assigned to pick up the mangoes was done doing his job. The middle-aged man was carrying half a jute of mango in his hand.

"Mas, here's the mango" said the man, raising a burlap.

"Yes God. There are so many, Mamat. I just asked for some. It doesn't take this much." Tora spoke in a shocked tone.

"No papa, Mas. No one will eat it if you leave it here. You see, who likes mango village is young mistress. Now, the young mistress is not in this house. So, it'll be redundant if it's cooked later."

"Ah, yes that's it. Thank you very much. Can you help me get to the car?"

"Can, Mas. I'm taking it now."

"Yes. Come on!"

Tora then followed Mamat's footsteps to the car. He looked at the house before he actually left.

"Thank you, Mr. Mamat. I'm gonna help you."

"Yes, Mas. You're welcome."

"Oh yes, also say my thanks to Dicky. Thank you so much for everything."

"Good, Mas. I'll tell you what I told my young master."