Please Change my Destiny!
The Load On The Shoulder

Huh huh? What was?

Just now they had dissolved in grief, but the voice was so loud that everything that had been washed away in tears, paused for a moment just to raise their heads to find out

the origin and cause of that loud voice?

With sharp eyes, Diandra stood before them.

“You're the one in charge of Nindy's custody? Then how did this happen? You sleeping?” Still with the loud voice with the index finger leading to Rima.

Rest assured now he was in an emotional and angry mode.

Didn't Diandra also know about Nindy's condition?

Or at least he could wait until the sorrow atmosphere passed. Not angry at a time like this. Everyone knows about Nindy's condition.

“Ndra?” Mama looked at him with a bang.

“It's Nindy's destiny, don't look for who's wrong!” Mama still hugged Dihyan's head, keeping the man's emotions in check.

“Im sorry Rima mah!” Rima lirih.

It was a guilt, but what could he do. He was unable to change destiny.

For a moment Dihyan kept his head away, looking at what was really going on. It was undeniable, there was a regretful and sad look on the man's face.

he did not accompany his wife at the last moment. If I knew, this would happen, maybe he would not enter the office today.

But she pulled her head back, drowning her face in her stomach.

No more loud noises even though so a heavy voice was still heard, as if he was trying to temper his emotions.

“It's okay. There's nothing wrong. All that lives will surely die, and this is the time for Nindy.”

Not to forget the mother also stroked the arms of Rima who sat side by side with Dihyan slowly.

A week of Nindy's departure, was the toughest time for Dihyan.

Losing a companion is very painful.

Has his left rib been broken?

How did he go about his next days?

He knew this time would come.

Even when I hear Dr. Elina says, “Hal

worst could happen,” is ready, but still not received.

Tight, with a grain of slightly salty water often soaks his cheeks.

He is a man but he also has a heart, and his heart is gone.

The void came back every time he saw the big bed they used to use together.

Him and Nindy.

This is where he often tells about the events he experiences every day. More about work. Not infrequently he told about his complaints in the office to his wife.

Nindy is a good listener and advice giver. As well as the most comfortable place to lean. And his backrest has now gone, and where will he spill his feelings?

This time the bed felt more spacious, without Nindy beside him.H was now felt.

He did not go to work for a week after Nindy's departure. Nothing, maybe he needs time to be alone then get used to and accept this reality.

Even when a week has passed, he returned to work but silence became more attached to him at this time.

Even at home, he was very quiet in his sitting. Lean on a sofa facing out the window. Look at the flowering mango tree.

Here, in this place, Iya often hugged Nindy from behind. Enjoyed the view outside of his room. Occasionally ransacking Nindy's body, making her laugh in her arms.

Now it is different, he is only able to enjoy it alone.

There was a commotion from outside his room, and it was able to disturb his fantasy.

He walked out to his room.

“You said that, if you accidentally kill mbak Nindy to get brother Dihyan right?” Diandra while pushing hard Rima's body to hit the wall.

“Well, what do you say Ndra? I'm not that cute?” Even though his back was in pain, Rima had to keep this straight.

Two small red and green books were thrown by Andra in front of Rima.

“Say you want to be Kak Dihyan's wife because of the money. I know that your father is bankrupt, has nothing left.”

“I know what's in your brain. You're jealous of Nindy, you're jealous my brother loves Nindy more than you. You killed Nindy because she wanted to be my sister's only wife and run her property. Aye right?”

“What do you mean?” The voice was no less loud than the back. Here with a sharp look.

Hearing the name of his late wife mentioned, made the blood boil again.

Before long, that figure had been among them, even with his strong hands and arms having squeezed Rima's body against the wall.

“What are you doing my wife?” Still with a loud voice.

“I don't do anything.” The rhyme was only able to grimace withstanding the pain.

“Long!” His words are getting louder.

“Tega you killed my wife, huh?”

Apparently without finding out the truth of every sentence that was thrown from his sister, he immediately believed it completely.

Whether this is a form of his love for his wife or a god-level belief in his sister, or his heart is still sad?

Or even the accumulation of the whole reason that exists.

Diandra lowered his head in order to retrieve the two small books he had just thrown at Rima. Dihyan and Rima's wedding book.

Papa apparently registered and legalized

their marriage was after a month of Nindy's departure. And leave the wedding book to Diandra to give to Dihyan and Rima.

It was Andra who had to acknowledge Rima as her sister-in-law. Feeling Rima's position is higher than him, let alone knowing the kindness of papa who gave the position to Rima's father.

Not until there, mama even loved Rima very much, because she had sacrificed her youth by marrying Dihyan to fulfill the request

Nindy.

What kind of reason is that?

Waitu he could not accept.

Or maybe, the grudges used to still exist and even are breeding in his heart.

And his mission this time is to make Dihyan not accept Rima as his wife, if necessary Dihyan must hate his second wife.

There was only Dihyan that he could take his heart, remembering that papa and mama had landed their affection and accepted with open arms Rima as a new family member.

Dumbness Dihyan even very easily provoked with unproven talk from him.

Success!