Karma Durhaka's Wife
114. Bringing friends
While on the other hand, this time Rendi does not want to increase the burden of the mind of her best friend which makes her feel very sorry to see the fate of the forbidden romance.
Honestly, he had actually strongly disagreed with Arya who liked people's wives and could already guess what would happen in the future. Like this time, his parents had actually made his son aware of the mistake by subtly torturing.
It is very desirable that he told Arya to leave the Princess and return home rather than having to suffer life out there. Moreover, Arya is a man who has a handsome face and comes from a conglomerate family, surely many women are queuing to be his wife.
However, when he finds out that the Princess is still willing to accept Arya even though she currently has nothing, it makes him feel very envious because his best friend loves women who are not materialistic like the lovers of Arya before who only approached because of money.
"You better try it there. It never hurts to try because before knowing the results, do not stop trying. Who knows that guy won't have the heart for the Princess because he will suffer living on the streets with you, finally willing to accept you living there."
"I know that she is a woman who has so much love for you and doesn't mind when you have nothing left. I envy you. You're willing to leave home and choose the woman who loves you so much."
"Hopefully your relationship will last until later grandparents." Rendi patted his best friend's sturdy shoulder to provide support. "I'll take you there."
Meanwhile, Arya who had felt very upset and desperate, like immediately getting the spirit once her best friend said envious of her. He did love the Princess very much because from the beginning he loved her very sincerely without thinking about treasure.
"You're right, Ren. My daughter loves me very much and accepts me. Despite knowing that I am now just a vagrant who has no place to live. I would never find a woman like her because if it were another woman, it would definitely go straight away without looking back again."
Arya who this time has reviewed a smile, did the same to Rendi. "Thank you for standing by me and still helping out when Dad threatened you. You really are my best friend, Ren. Thank you very much."
"No problem, Arya. I deserve this because we are friends. How, so I'll take you to your lover's place? Where's his house?" Rendi, who now helps Arya put clothes in a suitcase on the bed, waits until her best friend answers.
Meanwhile, Arya who now thinks one thing, which is if the man is forced to accept him to live there, makes him have to be willing to live in a small house that he thinks is not livable.
Even when he used to drive the Princess home and found out where her lover lived, he had mocked the contract like a chicken coop that was no bigger than the servant's room in his house.
Now, Arya threw her body on the bed while looking at her best friend.
"Now I'm confused, Ren. Can I stay in a small contract that I don't think is appropriate for a human. Small, narrow rented house that is more like a chicken coop. God, just imagining it makes me feel like I'm gonna throw up."
"It must be that living there is very uncomfortable and will make me suffer." A rough gust of breath now sounded very clearly splitting the morning silence.
Arya frowned as she glanced towards her best friend who had just closed her suitcase. "Oh yeah, you didn't go to the office? What time is it? You'll be late."
"I'm off. Regarding what you said earlier, I think that it is much better than you living under a bridge. Now you choose to be a vagabond, or you want to live in a princess you said chicken coop?"
Rendi deliberately made Arya aware to be grateful because there are women who are trying to help. Although there is a sense of compassion emanated from his face when he saw his friend who seemed to have no spirit of life.
As a good friend, he wants to always be near Arya, both when it is like and sorrow because that is what is called a true friend.
"I will always support you. Whatever you think is good, I'll consider it good because we're true friends."
Feeling very lucky to have a good friend like Rendi, now Arya has hugged her best friend tightly. "You are the best true friend. I'll never forget your help today, Ren. Thank you." Thank you."
"How many times have you thanked me this morning? Take shower! I'll also take a shower and drive you to your bride-to-be. If that guy lets you stay in the rented house with him, leaving you in front of his eyes, that guy's really pretty amazing."
Rendi was silent for a moment and saw the expression on the face of her best friend who still had not responded to her words. Then he began to advise his friend. So, be nice to the guy, Arya. That's my message."
Meanwhile, Arya, who still has not opened her voice to respond, is unsure if the Princess's legitimate husband allows her to stay there.
"Come, Ren. It seems very unlikely. Where may a husband allow his wife's affair to live in together. So ridiculous. Today I feel like I'm at the lowest point in my life's history."
"I don't know where destiny will take me. If later I can't stay there, maybe take Putri to leave Jakarta and start a new life. Maybe I'll work somewhere out of my papa's reach."
Arya had thought that she would rather leave her hometown so that her father would not always interfere in her affairs. However, he did not know his purpose before trying to go to the Princess's contract. Arya then got up and looked towards Rendi.
"I take a shower first and deliver it to my bride and groom."
Rendi who only nodded her head, now saw that wide, sturdy back slowly disappearing behind the bathroom door.
"I'm not sure if the Princess' husband will allow Arya to stay there. Thinking about this, it really made me feel very dizzy. Especially Arya who experienced it."
Doesn't want his head dizzy thinking about the bad luck of his best friend, Rendi chooses to walk towards the exit and intends to take a shower because it will deliver her best friend to the contract of Arya lover who is still the wife of the person.
To be continued...