He's Not The Best
132. Jealousy 2

Jealousy 2

Mery finally told Winsi about everything he had heard not long ago, if he had experienced a disaster falling from the second floor of his house which, resulting in a cracked cranium. Although now healed but, resulting in his brain injury and some nerve damage. He was in a coma for a few months after he realized he was going crazy. He is still in the care of his private home.

“Continue saying too anyway, you told me about this?” ask Winsi .

“Kan, you are also curious, want to know too right, earlier?” mery is upset.

“Iya, yes! Uh, do you know where that story came from?”

“From his neighbor, he happens to be my friend on campus.”

“Oh, do you want to be the nurse?”

“Where can I?”

“Can, please love!”

“Bid, lesbian times me?”

After that they laughed and when they started active college later, Mery invited Winsi to go to bar with his favorite motorcycle, even though they were different universities but, Mery still wanted to drive him. However, Winsi subtly refused, because she already has her own motorbike.

“Oh, yes. I forgot that you've become Mr. Badri's family hostess.” Mery laughed again.

“Eh, not because of that, this bike is from my own savings!”

“Wah, cool dong, can save a lot, dapet money from where you, Win?”

“My savings from small!”

“Masa?”

Mery changed to be a curious person until Winsi told how his life experience so he had the power, to collect large amounts of money. Mery knows about Winsi who went to prison with her mother and divorced from her father. However, he did not know how Basri had behaved to his son. He only knew how bitter his friend's experience was now, when Winsi told him.

Winsi also told me how to get out of prison for Arkan's help, but, he did not tell me about his trauma and also his mother's experience, when almost forced by three men to finally get married, with the man who helped her.

The girl said all with increased feelings of longing to the father, because it indirectly reminded him of his virtues.

Then, he did not forget to say how he found his mother's house, and could build a simple building on his grandfather's estate, with confidence and pride if one day he would become a businessman. However, it still brings her back to her homeland and, now, is married to the man Mery once liked.

Mery admitted that he used to like Erlan, but he knew that the man actually liked Winsi, so he was jealous and worked on her because he was upset. However, his best friend did not hold a grudge until he finally apologized and forgot Erlan, and sought another man to be a lover.

“Now, Win ... I can only pray so I can quickly ponakan, you quickly have children!”

“Haish! What the hell, you? I'm going to finish college first!”

“Eh, where does anyone have a husband but don't want to get pregnant?”

“Not so, but ...”

“Yes, yes, I know. He married you half-measure, let you not go from home, right?”

“Tante Runa said. Duh, love of life, Erlan?”

“Eh, love life what?”

“Yes, than love dies?”

They laughed again before their phone call.

The whole day at Winsi's house spent jokingly playing with Jiddan, making food and making video calls with Nia and two other employees who worked at her shop. He was quite happy, because for several weeks living in Jakarta, his business still went smoothly even though Nia felt lonely. They were so disappointed because, Winsi married without informing them, including Anas and also Nafadi and Waila.

After learning that Winsi is married to Erlan, Anas contacts her when night falls, the man is disappointed because he feels he has not had time to say anything to Runa, after all these years and the truth finally came out.

They met only briefly in the mansion when Anas mourned Arkan's death. He still wanted to chat or greet the woman, under different circumstances, not in the midst of grieving.

When Erlan came home, she saw that Winsi had just ended the call with her friends. The man smiled when he saw his wife look so cheerful because she was happy to chat with old friends and also prayed for kindness to him.

“Are you happy to call until the husband comes home not welcomed?” erlan said as she grabbed onto Winsi's shoulder and kissed her cheek.

At that time, Winsi was sitting in the living room alone while talking to Anas, Runa was in her room to put Jiddan to sleep.

“Do not kiss here, shame, akh!”

“So who, no one here!”

“Yes, I'm afraid you will have the habit of kissing people anywhere!”

“Yes, where it doesn't matter, right, you're my wife, not this other woman that I kiss, keep, here is also my home.”

“This is Father's house, dis who built this house for us!”

“Yes, yes, everyone has a Dad, I do not have anything.”

“Yes, all the wealth you have from even a small loving Dad, you should be grateful to have a Dad like him, is amazing, right? I'm amazed by Dad, but God is more loving, so, Dad goes faster.” Winsi spoke, wiping away her tears that suddenly dripped every time she remembered Arkan. Then, he pulled Erlan's hand over his head, making a move for Erlan to pat her head gently.

Erlan looked at Winsi with a complicated look, in her heart she judged that her father had an important position in her Wife's heart. All this time he only knew that the closeness between the two of them was because the girl never got the affection of a father. However, after Winsi's speech this time, Erlan realized, if his father was a special figure for the woman beside him.

He recalled that Winsi had once looked at him with a gaze full of admiration for him, but it turned out, maybe the gaze was not pure he loved him but rather, because the figure of Arkan was in him. Yes, at certain times he did wear the same clothes as his father.

Erlan also considers that the head clap from Arkan, which he often sees, is one of the important forms of interaction, even like a touch of love that is meaningful to the girl. As if answered already, why was Winsi so lost Arkan, even reluctant to leave his tomb at that time and also crying over his departure as if the man was his own father.

“What does my father mean to you?” erlan asked, slipping out of her mouth.

“Of course!” Winsi answered honestly without guilt, while lowering Erlan's hand from his head.

“Then, what do I mean to you, has there not been the slightest love from you for me even though, we have lived together, and your love is actually only for my father?” Erlan's words sounded like a completely unwarranted jealousy, for now it was useless to be angry. Arkan is gone.

“What do you mean, Lan?”

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