Please Change my Destiny!
Everything Changed

Not a day has Dihyan's attitude that used to be fine on Rima turned violent and vicious.

Dihyan had even placed his hand on Rima's neck and pressed down firmly.

While Rima was only able to pat Dihyan's arm slowly hoping to release the man's hand grip.

The air was getting harder to get in through his breathing. Eyes begin to water and redden.

He wanted to explain, but to breathe at this time was difficult for him.

Is he alive tomorrow or is he dead?

“Kakak, don't!” Diandra approached her brother. “He can die sister.”

Andra let go of one of her brother's fingers that still gripped her firmly.

“Let him die! Let her feel what Nindy felt first!”

“So can be in jail kak!” Andra was still trying to release one by one Dihyan's fingers that were getting stronger gripping Rima's neck.

“I don't care!” The answer.

“Papa same mom will be disappointed same

brother if brother becomes a killer!” Andra started to panic.

It's not what he imagined.

It was enough to hate Rima and take her out of their lives, that was all she wanted. Not by boasting!

It will also be dragged if it happens.

Dihyan released his wrangling by pushing Rima's body so hard that it hit the wall again, until Rima drooped on the floor.

With shortness of breath, treat tightness that is still slightly felt. His neck was probably red because the pressure felt so intense there.

The cruel side hidden within Dihyan began to be seen.

After Dihyan left, Andra just smiled cynically looking at Rima who was sitting down, adjusting her breath while touching her neck.

There was no intention to help him stand up

even when Rima was still coughing due to the grip of Dihyan earlier.

“I didn't expect my brother to hate you like that and want to kill you.”

Next will be tough days for Rima.

Everything changed.

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Rima was at the dinner table first. Although she is not good at cooking, Rima still serves her husband even though he just takes rice to a plate, that is what Nindy taught her.

As of this moment, while waiting for Dihyan to have breakfast with him he just stared at the entire dish on the dining table.

not long after Dihyan had reached the dining table accompanied by Diandra who had walked behind him. Hemmm, it turns out that the girl chose to stay at her brother's house.

No need to ask anymore, Rima had placed two spoons of fried rice onto the plate that was in front of Dihyan.

But instead of the thanks he got, it was a cynical look.

“Who told you to get my advice?” snarled Dihyan who was back on his feet after sitting for only a split second.

Why ask again? Wasn't that his custom as long as they were married? Even when Nindy was alive.

while Dihyan who was staring at Rima with his mouth wide open, actually showed his cynical gaze.

Heh stupid girl, he swore in his heart.

the more annoyed because Rima just stood still and gawked, not intending to answer his question.

Pushing Rima's body so hard that it made her body fall on the floor, making the line come to a realization from her own thinking.

Now Dihyan's feet are wrapped in shiny brown pantofel shoes with strong and rigid soles above Rima's back. Dihyan pressed his legs hard making Rima half down.

both hands Rima, on the floor holding the body so as not to be too attached.

“Sick,” One word escaped Rima's mouth, but did not shake Dihyan's conscience. He was still pressing his feet.

“Hah, my appetite is instantly gone.” Along with the lift of the foot that was in the body of Rima.

There was pain in his shoulder.

Prangs.

It turned out that Dihyan threw a plate at his body and hit his shoulder. It broke apart shortly after landing on the floor. Then turn around and move away from the dining room leaving Rima and Andra.

Diandra was watching

the action of her brother then moved from his seat approaching Rima, probably wanting to

help him to stand up.

But wrong, Andra just doused Rima's body with warm milk to make the girl squirm as if to avoid.

“Hot, hot. Ndra hot ndra.”

“Ups, sory. Release.” His words then followed in the footsteps of his older brother who left the room.

“Non!” The screeching sound follows the figure of Bi Titi who approached Rima. “Non no papa non? How to be gini anyway?” Ask while helping Rima to stand up.

“I also don't know bi. Why did Mr. Dihyan become cruel so.” he said he almost cried.

But his shock at Dihyan's attitude, was greater than his sadness.

Rima was forced to go back to her room to take a bath to clean herself that was doused in warm milk to make her clothes and body discussed and felt stiff.

The night in the same room.

Rima chose not to serve Dihyan to take food to the man's plate. But just as Dihyan arrived at the dining table the man looked back at him cynically.

“What are you doing here?” Dihyan with his hardness.

It's also called the dinner table, so eat!

“Go!” Impact, “Eat same Bi titin there. Don't mess up my dinner!”

Over there Diandra smiled cynically, perhaps feeling the effort to make Dihyan hate Rima succeed. Maybe that's what makes the girl feel at home and survive in the house.

It was great to see that Rima who had ruined her relationship with Tio was now suffering, and that was clearly visible before her eyes. He wanted her to cheer happily

skipping.

Rimapun left the dining room to go to the back where the art there to eat. It's okay, at least he's not hungry tonight.

Rima chose to secure herself by never again sitting at the dinner table with Dihyan and Diandra who somehow became very comfortable to stay at her brother's house.

Even on weekends, if the girl does not leave the house she would rather spend her time there than go home to her parents.