The Undone Story
Wedding Plan Dika

...CHAPTER 26...

...Dika's Wedding Plan...

In the afternoon, Dika came to Irfan's contract to meet him. After several times he knocked on the door, but there was absolutely no advice from Irfan, his contract looked lonely. But the lights are all on.

"Where's the kid?!" restless, while restoring his head hair while pacing in front of the porch of the house.

Soon heard the sound of slipper footsteps from behind Dika. He spontaneously looked back. Seemed by him a young man wearing cocoa clothes and scabbard, had just returned home, having finished fulfilling the obligations of three ra'kaatnya.

"Mas Dika?!" Irfan was surprised to be surprised, finding Dika already in front of his contract. "What do you need Dika to come here?!" tanyakanya. "Where is Vira?" sontak Irfan looked to his right-hand figure looking for his brother.

Dika walked closer to Irfan. Suddenly both hands lifted, scooped up and then pulled the rough front clothes Irfan. Approaching face.

"Irfan! Tell me honestly, did you tell Vira about yesterday? Heh!" his screeches while highlighting Irfan's sharp bead, filled with anger. Irfan immediately took off the rough hand of Dika who grabbed his shirt. Encouraging Dika to stay away from him.

"Tell me what you mean?" he asked indifferently, as he walked closer to the door and turned the key.

"Don't pretend not to know. I bet you must have asked Vira to follow me yesterday afternoon, didn't you?" his jolt. "Because of your complaint, we got into a fight!" timpale.

Irfan frowned unintentionally and looked back at his sister-in-law. "demanding you? I didn't tell him anything at all. Even to complain of your crazy behavior I don't dare. I still have a conscience and don't want to make Vira's mother become burdened with thoughts because of your bad nature. Since our mother was sick and died, she always slammed the bones to support me and my mother, so that the condition of her body so often sickly. But even so, Miss Vira never get tired. So I tried to cover your disgrace from her, because I loved her so much. I'm just worried Miss Vira is getting sick.

Dika took in his breath. "So right you didn't tell me at all?!" tanyanya no longer believes.

Irfan shook his head. "Surprisingly, of course not! Why are you suddenly asking like that? Are you the one who knocked Vira unconscious yesterday until she went to the hospital?" terkanya back yelled at the brother-in-law.

"What do you mean, so Vira went to the Hospital yesterday?!" Dika was stunned by surprise, his forehead increasingly wrinkled full of questions, not knowing about it.

"Yes, luckily there was a handsome, rich and kind man who saved Vira's mother. He is a hero to our family." he chanted, to the point of making Dika flabbergasted to hear it.

"A Man? Who's she?"

"Huh! You don't need to know, it's none of your business! What do you care about Miss Vira anyway?! You've only dared to cheat behind her!" chirp it again, bluntly. Irfan wants to get into his rented house, ignore it again. But Dika again prevented it. Shoved tight Irfan's arm.

"Tell me who is that guy? Or you don't have to see your brother anymore!" threaten her.

"Heh, you dare to threaten me?! Miss Vira is my brother! I deserve to see her whenever I want!" his screech brushed off Dika.

"I won't allow it. Vira is my wife, I have every right to her life including forbidding her not to meet anyone I don't like. Both you and the man you mentioned!" He was threatening again.

"You dick! I'm sorry I have blessed your marriage! If only I had known your nature like this a long time ago. I've not allowed my mother to marry you!" his snapping pushed roughly his sister-in-law.

Dika staggered backwards. His lips smiled.

"Haha... Hence, quickly tell me who the man from yesterday helped Vira."

"Sup to you. But Vira will forever be my wife!" After saying that, Dika gawked away, crossed the road and approached his car.

"I'll make sure you split up as soon as possible!" irfan shouted at him. He turned his head after opening the car door.

"That will never happen." he muttered with a cynical smile towards Irfan.

Irfan was furious with Dika's attitude. Now their two eyes stared at each other sharply from a distance, vengeful.

After a long time of talking. Dika got into the car and drove his four-wheeled vehicle at high speed. While Irfan still cursed him in an emotional heart.

"I'm so sorry to have approved of Miss Vira's marriage to that jerk. Her parents are good, but her son's behavior is not bad!" his wrath while clenching his two hands tightly at his side, his chest roaring violently.

****

It's been two days. Vira is not allowed to leave his house even to meet Irfan even if he forbids it. Not only that, Vira's phone was confiscated.

"Why didn't Irfan come here?" mumbling worried. Vira was pacing around in her room. Because the door to her room is locked from the outside. After their bedroom door was fixed again, Dika locked Vira in the room.

Soon the key sounds open. Vira looked towards the door. Dika came in with breakfast for Vira, with a neat and handsome appearance.

"You hungry already? It's your breakfast." Dika walks past Vira and keeps his wife's breakfast tray on the nightstand.

"I'm not hungry! Why are you keeping me in this room all day! Then why did you take my cell phone all? Give that back to me. I want to call Irfan!" he was very annoyed by Dika's behavior, which was getting annoying.

Dika sighed deeply, glancing at Vira with her slanted smile. "No, from now on I have to be careful of you, baby. I know in your mind and intentions. Wanting to run away from me, then asking Irfan to take care of the divorce is not it, you mean?!" Dika approached Vira then his hand raised Vira's thin chin and rubbed it, eroding the distance between them.

"Listen to me, my dear wife. Our marriage will never end. You and Sindy will be my wives. Today I'm going to propose to Sindy. So get ready, accept Sindy as your honeymoon sister. I hope you didn't divulge who you were to her either. Or else you'll be in this room forever. You understand that!" Suddenly Vira is flabbergasted and surprised by Dika's subtle threat.

"Why are you doing this to me! You're not the Dika I know!" Vira nodded quickly. Her tears are shedding.

Dika looked at Nanar while wiping away Vira's tears.

"I wouldn't do this if you did. Be a good and obedient wife. Then I will be gentle with you." he asked. After saying that Dika patted his wife's cheek softly.

"All right, I gotta go. I'm already late. My future-in-law is waiting for my arrival" he said as he tidied up his tuxedo. "You're fine at home... Don't you dare run away from me.." the message again commemorates.

Vira stared at the slices, then threw a pillow towards Dika who had sauntered away out of the room. The pillow also fell on the door leaf that had been tightly closed again.

"I'm sorry I married you." - she sobbed. "You don't have any feelings about Dika..."

Seriate....

...*****...