Will You Marry Me?
Part 9's
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Unimagined ...
When the oasis has been found ...
In the desert ...
The arid desert ...
Run ... I approached him ...
I hope ...
All this is not a mirage ...
What is missing .. simply disappears ...
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Holy hooch! This morning, my body crumbled. Last night we were dealing with crazy mobsters at that gambling establishment.
I really don't think it out. How can I deal with those brainless rich people in that creepy place?
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I walked up the stairs. I brought a basin of warm water to Mas Dirga's room.
"August," I said.
"He'em," he said.
The opening of the stone that was attached to his body.
Yeah, God! Blisters appear all over his back and stomach. I felt sick to remember when he was kicked by those crazy thugs yesterday.
"It hurts, huh?" my question, while compressing a warm towel to his bruised body.
"Sick, anyway! Fortunately, they didn't beat me in the face. My good looks, the main capital," he said.
"Don't joke!" My palm landed on his arm.
"Ow .. duh ...! How did you hit, anyway? Sick knows!" whining.
"Basic!" grumbling.
Dirga just grinned to see my upset face.
"I wonder, how did Mas Dirga have an access card to enter the VVIP STORE?" my question, while continuing to compress the bruise.
"All the famous people in this town have."
"What's that?"
"VVIP STORE gives us free. Maybe they hoped we would spend our money in that place" he said, explaining.
"Kok Karina doesn't have any?"
"The card is for men only. The woman who goes in there will only be considered Lady Escort" replied Mas Dirga. "I didn't think that the card I got was finally any good either."
"You mean, Mas Dirga hasn't been to that place before?"
"Of course!" saith. "Where might I come to a place like that? That's right!"
Mas Dirga seemed to pursed the tip of his lips to hold back his annoyance.
"But you're pretty good at playing cards. I thought I'd come a lot," I said.
"ah! If the card, anyway I often play it in computer games, if I'm free again," he replied. "In any case, my brain is too thin to just fight old grandparents maruk like him."
I giggled at her words too.
Dirga changed her seat and faced me. I held my hand with a glare.
"Thank God, everything's fine" he said.
"My heart almost stopped when that br*ngs*k guy pointed a knife at you. If he went crazy on you back then, I might go to jail for killing him."
"Iish ... What the hell, anyway?! It's okay, me" I said.
"Promise me!" Grasped both my hands. "You will no longer act foolishly by driving yourself into danger like yesterday! If there is such a situation again, you should tell me first! Youunderstand?"
"Yes. I promise."
Again like this. Why would he give me this kind of attention? It would be foolish to think that Mas Dirga is worried about his wife right now.
In reality, he was currently only worried about his brother.
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"Dirgaa! You okay, son?"
Suddenly Aunt Dessy broke through the door of the room and rushed to the side of Mas Dirga.
"Oh .. You're bruised like this!" My mother-in-law looked worried. "Papa, call Rudy's doctor! Get him here quickly!"
"I'm fine, Ma" said Mas Dirga.
"What's wrong? You bruised gini. Your bones? What if your bones break?" Aunt Dessy is hysterical.
"I've had all the examinations at Jaya Medika hospital. They said I was okay. Just a little bruising" he said.
"really? You really don't feel any weirdness about yourself? A concussion maybe?"
"No, Mama .. believe me! I'm fine!"
"You guys can get out? I want to talk to Dirga!"
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"You realize what a mess you've been in?" ask Om Mahesa.
Dirga was silent without daring to look into his father's eyes. He realized that he had made a big deal. Coming to that damned place alone was already a problem. Especially to make a scene there.
"If until the media knows, the value of our shares will definitely go down" continued Om Mahesa.
"Papa don't have to worry! I've already told Sony to take care of everything!"
Imagine how bad he is! Have seen the condition of his son battered so, which is thought even stocks.
"Dirga!" Om Mahesa suddenly stroked the soft end of his son's head.
"Papa?!" Dirga looked shocked. It's not usually like this.
"Papa is proud of you" said Om Mahesa with a smile on his lips.
"Yes .. at least Papa who used to force you to participate in martial arts is finally useful."
"Yes. This is the first time I've practiced it!" Dirga smiled with relief. "Why not be angry with me?"
"Why should you be angry? You've become a responsible man."
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Meanwhile, Auntie Dessy and I waited anxiously in the living room.
"Don't put on a worried face like that, honey!" Aunt Dessy can read my feelings. "Dirga was his father's favorite son. Not gonna get scolded, huh."
"I feel guilty. I've got Mas Dirga dragged into dangerous things like this." I cursed myself.
"Why think that?" Aunt Dessy grabbed my hand. "It's Dirga's duty to protect you. You should be proud, dong!"
"That's why I feel guilty."
I took my hand from my mother-in-law's grasp.
"Mas Dirga continues to carry out his responsibilities to me. While me? Even doing my duty as a wife, I never. I always bother him."
The 49-year-old looked at me.
"Tante Dessy .. ah .. I mean ... Mama ...!" my continue. "Mom should know the truth, about our relationship!"
"Alright, say!"
"Actually, all this time me and Mas Dirga have never really been a married couple."
I took a long breath. I need a lot of oxygen to fill my lungs that feel heavy.
"We live together as strangers. Then live as friends. And finally live as a brother" I said. "We never loved each other."
I finally said it. The words that have been stuck in my throat. Until I had trouble breathing.
I threw my eyes at the beautiful woman. How strange! Aunt Dessy's reaction was so calm. He did not seem surprised at all by my confession.
"If not for the request of my parents who gave me to the Mahesa family, Mas Dirga would have lived happily with people who really loved him.
He doesn't have to feel responsible and burdened by me. I feel more guilty. If he keeps giving me a lot of good."
"Rhesa." Aunt Dessy opened her voice.
"Do you want a divorce ... from Dirga?"
"What?!"
Lho! Why should I be surprised by this question? Shouldn't I just fuck it up? Isn't this what I've been hoping for all this time? Ending this marriage is not the same as lifting all my burdens?
But why does Aunt Dessy's question make my heart feel squeezed?
It feels so stifling!
"Rhesa, I'll tell you one thing" said Aunt Dessy. "After you hear this story, you can decide, you will continue this marriage or still want to divorce from Dirga. Whatever your decision will be, we won't mix it up."
I saw Aunt Dessy sigh a few times. It was like having the courage to say what he wanted to tell me.
"When your mother was sentenced to the doctor she was only a few months old, she asked me and my husband to adopt you." Aunt Dessy started telling stories.
"Of course I agreed to it because I really wanted to have another child. Ye know? Since giving birth to Dirga, I have had problems with my uterus. The doctor said I can't get pregnant anymore."
Aunty Dessy's face revealed streaks of sadness that suddenly popped from her heart.
"My husband, who has always wanted a daughter, is very happy to adopt you. We will take care of the adoption papers. And when we were about to confirm it, Dirga suddenly came to see us, as well as Erika."
Aunt Dessy sipped her coffee that was getting cold. He seemed hesitant to continue his story.
"At that time, Dirga begged us to stop your adoption process. Yeah, I don't think Dirga wants us to share our affection with others. Because he was used to being pampered and living without a brother all this time. We keep trying to convince Dirga that we will be fair to you both. Dirga still insisted on stopping the adoption process.
Rhesa, you know what Dirga said?"
Aunt Dessy grabbed my hand and stared fixedly at me.
"Dirga said he didn't want you to be his sister, didn't want you to be brothers.
He wants .. You to be his wife."
I was shocked to hear Aunt Dessy say. The whole world collapsed on my head, so I couldn't think anymore.
"Rhesa, that Dirga .. she loves you so much.
Not as a stranger. Or as a brother. He loves you, son. Loving you as his wife."
"A-what did Auntie say? Don't confuse me, Auntie!" All my tears are ready to spill.
"Rhesa, this marriage is not a family covenant. This marriage is .. Dirga's request."
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