Will You Marry Me?
Part 17's
(pov RHESA)
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I am not selfish ...
I am just a principled person ...
Everything I have ...
I will have ...
I don't want to share ...
Especially divided ...
I'll take everything away ...
When the power no longer exists ...
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"You're crazy, Rhes!"
Mas Dirga's anger immediately peaked as soon as I told him to marry Clara.
"I don't want to marry her. You're my only wife. There's nothing else!" snapped at me.
"What now ... are you running away from responsibility?"
"I'll take responsibility, but not by marrying her" he growled. "Rhes, listen to me! Until now, I wasn't even sure if it was my son. I don't remember the incident at all. I don't feel like doing that with Clara, Rhes!"
"What?! What do you mean, Dirga Mas?!" I looked at her smell. "Did you enjoy it so much that you can't remember everything?!" my yelling.
"Rhesaaa ...!" his yell. "You really don't believe me?!"
"How can I trust you when in a woman's womb is your seed?!"
Emotions have dominated us both. It would be useless if we continued to argue.
"Do you really want me to marry her?" ogre.
"I don't want you to be a coward after a sin" I said, looking down.
Mas Dirga's face was confused. He will no longer be able to change my mind. He knows very well that I am quite hard-hearted. When I have decided on something, I will not take it anymore.
"All right," he said suddenly. "On your permission .. I will .. marry Clara."
Dirga looked at me with emotion. It was as if he was drawing a tremendous thunderbolt into my heart. And maybe this is the beginning of the next lightning.
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THE MAHESA FAMILY HOME
THE PLAQUE!
The palm of my father-in-law's hand landed on his son's cheek very hard.
"You're really disgusting, Dirga!" shouts Om Mahesa. "I'm so ashamed to have a son of a bitch like you!"
Dirga did not respond at all to his father's words.
Did that slap on his cheek hurt? I feel sympathetic. But I'm a little happy too. Even if the slap was painful, then the pain would not be able to match the wound that Mas Dirga had already inflicted on my heart.
"Rhes, are you serious about getting Dirga to marry that woman?" ask Aunt Dessy.
"Yes, Mom! Dirga must take responsibility" I said, cold.
"Then what about you, son?"
"What else can I expect, Ma? I'm completely ruined now."
"Rhes ...!" Mas Dirga grabbed my hand with a tear-filled eye patch. "I beg ... quit like this! Stop making me such a bad guy! I can't stand to see you hurt like this!"
"No need to worry about me! Right now ... I'm so tormented .. because of you!" ku said, cynical. "By giving your seed to another woman. Until I really feel the extreme tightness!"
Both my in-laws looked down bitterly. I know they feel so guilty about me right now. My mother entrusted me to them and even gave me to marry their son. Right now, they must be feeling very disappointed. Deep disappointment in the son of their pride that broke my heart.
"Ma ... Ma ..." I open my voice. "I beg you, allow Mas Dirga to take responsibility for the baby!"
It seems very hard for them to agree to this. Several times I saw Om Mahesa clenching her hands to hold back the anger.
"All right," said Om Mahesa. "But remember, Dirga! The child born of your forbidden relationship .. forever .. he is not a descendant of the Mahesa family!"
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We also held Mas Dirga and Clara's wedding at our house. Without a single family member to come, including Om and Aunt Dessy.
"I accepted the marriage and marriage of Clara Nasution bint Irwan Nasution with the dowry .. cash."
"How's witness? Right?"
"Well." Right."
"Thank God ...!"
With a smile Clara grabbed my husband's hand and kissed him.
Nauseate!
Just seeing it makes me want to vomit.
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"This is your room." I said, taking Clara to the guest room downstairs.
"Lho ... Why is it here? A house this big must have more than one main room, right?" his protest.
"Would you sleep here or in the maid's room? Please choose!" say, ketus.
"Well ... okay ...! I'll sleep here!" he said, slamming the door.
The main room said?!
Really crazy woman! I won't let a woman like you set foot in our master bedroom.
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22.10 WIB
I stared at my face from the mirror of the dresser. That face .. looks very tired. I sprayed the micellar water to make my face a little fresher.
Today is really tiring ..my heart and my mind.
GECK... GECK... GECK...
"Who?"
There's no answer. Maybe Clara. Does he need anything?
I walked in with lazy steps and grabbed the doorknob.
"Mas Dirga?!"
Dirga hugged me, closed the door to my room and locked it.
"Mas Dirga ... What are you doing here?! You should be with Cla .. hem ... ehm ...!"
Before I could continue my words .. My husband had already immersed my body in his arms. He gritted our faces until there was not even a trace of limiting distance.
"A .. what ..."
BRUK ...!
I put my body on the bed. Like a fidelity .. he touched me.
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DOR ... DOR ... DOR ...!
"August ... Dirgaaaa ...! You're inside, right?!" clara shouted, while continuing to bang on my room door. "Australia ...!"
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"Clara that's .. She's your wife now," I said.
"He is my wife. But I'm your husband too. You deserve me too, my dear!"
No matter Clara's scream ... Dirga spent her bridal night in my room.
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TOMORROW
"Are you hogging Dirga, huh?!" clara shouted, while pounding the dining table.
"Memonopoly? Ohw... You mean, you lost your husband the first night?" sindirku. "Hahaha ... How does it feel, Clara? When your husband meets another woman on your wedding night, huh? Doesn't this thing remind you of something?"
Clara looked surprised to hear my words.
He made my husband leave me on our first night. This time, karma came to him.
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"Be careful!"
My eyes were hot watching them go to the office together. Is this what it feels like to be combined? I can't feel a little sincere.
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"It." I gave an invitation from the campus to Mas Dirga.
"Jude?"
"He'em."
"Congratulations, Rhes! Finally ...!" he said, embracing me.
"Mas Dirga is coming, right?"
"of course! I won't miss my wife's happy day."
PRANGS!
"Aarg ...!"
"Claras?!" exclaim Mas Dirga.
We ran to the kitchen to see what was happening.
"Yes God ... Clara, what are you doing?!" Mas Dirga approached Clara who was sitting on the floor.
"I'm boiling water. I want to make you coffee too, Dirga. But I didn't know the handle was broken. Fortunately the hot water didn't hit me" said Clara, spoiled.
"Thank God, there are no wounds. You should be more careful!" said Mas Dirga.
"It should be, Rhesa told me that the handle of the pancake was broken. Who knows more about the kitchen, doesn't he." Clara sulks.
"Rhes ... damaged items like gini, mending you throw away! This is dangerous" said Mas Dirga. "You should also tell Clara, dong about the kitchen! Let nothing happen again!"
"What?!"
"Come, Clara .. I'll help you get to your room! Be careful!" said Mas Dirga.
What the fuck was that? This is the first time Mas Dirga has been angry with me for something as trivial as this?
Clara seemed to smile triumphantly at me.
Fucking woman!
He really is like a fox. Were it not for the baby in her stomach, I would never have willingly divided my husband with such a cunning woman.
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Every day, Mas Dirga's attitude to Clara softened. I know from the beginning they were friends. But now ... there's my husband's seed in his womb. Deep in his heart ... Dirga must be happy too.
The more days ... My heart feels the narrower. The affection that my husband used to show me .. now I rarely feel. Meeting me in the room was not as often as before.
Aah ...! How long can I survive with you, my husband?
My heart is no longer airy.
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GRADUATION DAY
"Come .. I'm ready!" I said, clutching Mas Dirga's arm.
"Ehm .. sorry, Rhes! I don't think I can go to your graduation" he said.
"Lho ... why?"
"Today Clara has an USG schedule. I had to drive him," said Mas Dirga, looking down disappointed.
"Dirga, let's spit it out!" call Clara from the car.
"I'm sorry, honey! Hope the graduation is good, yes!" he said, giving me a kiss on the forehead.
You gave me a farewell kiss and passed with your woman.
You've ruined me, my husband.
Destroyed for the umpteenth time.
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ON CAMPUS
"The best graduate with the highest GPA of 3.98 is achieved by ... RHESA DAYANA PRINCESS."
PROC ... PROC ... PROK ...!
When everyone applauds for me. On this precious day, I should have stood on this stage with my father and mother. There should have been Mas Dirga who came to bring flowers for me.
Karina and the whole Jaya family. Cindy and her parents. They look happy.
While me?!
I just stand alone.
Alone ... as it used to be ...!
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"Rhesaaa ...!"
I looked towards the voice behind me.
"Ma ...!"
I ran towards Aunt Dessy and Om Mahesa who were smiling at me.
"Congratulations, dear .. You made it." Aunt Dessy hugged me.
"Thank you .. Thank you for coming!"
Tears were free-falling on my cheeks. At least I still have them. Those who are like my real parents.
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DIRGA HOUSE
"Try touch, deh, Ga! Here's the motion."
"Really! Kick him."
Views like this .. I began to see him often.
Clara's pregnancy, which has reached the age of five months, has been seen growing. Dirga was getting more attention from him.
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"Wah .. rendang! Thank you, dear." Dirga kissed my forehead gently.
"Dirga, I think I'd like to eat something else!" said Clara.
"Here, there's plenty of food, Clara. Rhesa's been cooking this much, you know!"
"Iiish .. This is the baby who wants to be, not me!" whining Clara.
"Okay ... What do you want to eat?" ask Mas Dirga.
"Fried rice in front of your cafe. It's delicious, huh!" clara said with passion.
Mas Dirga looked at me as if feeling bad about Clara's love.
"It's okay. This, it can still be started tomorrow morning," I said.
"Come ... before the kemaleman!" Dirga moved from his seat.
"Asshiiiiiik!" exciting Clara.
Events like this are also common.
Breakfast alone .. lunch alone. And dinner alone. Just for the reason Clara was cravings.
Every spoonful of food that goes into my mouth .. I can no longer even taste the sweet and salty. It is just a bitter taste that I swallow every day.
How long will my tears stop dripping every time I remember you, my husband?!
I really miss my old husband.
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"What's wrong? Why did you tell me to go to the room this morning? You missed me?" goda.
I just smiled ... stepped towards her and slightly kissed her lips.
"A-what's up?" Dirga looked astonished by my attitude.
I put a piece of paper on him.
"What is this, Rhes?!"
Deja vu, right?!
It's the same as when I gave him the letter of agreement first. When I couldn't stand the pressure I was feeling.
"This is my divorce papers .. for you!"
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