Forced to Marry My Maid's Son
Uncovered

Akhyar and Andina return to the canteen. They sat at the same table as Dara and Lani. Andina acted as if nothing had happened.

Worried that Andina was vomiting again, Dara and Lani simply ordered orange juice. They discussed the thesis of each who is still not acc from the supervisor.

“Because, you saw Sania leave the cafeteria, didn't you? You see, someone poured red liquid into the toilet when I was there,” Andina said.

Dara nodded. “Iya. I saw him just now. You saw it too, didn't you, La?”

“Iya. Sania was gone. But, don't know where. Keep coming back. You suspect he's the one who doused the red liquid? What's red liquid, anyway?” Lani frowned.

“I don't know what red liquid it is. Maybe food coloring. For sure, it is not juice.”

“Do we need to check into Sania's bag? There must be something in her bag.” Lani gave advice with sparkling eyes as if the advice she gave was brilliant.

“You're crazy, huh? That's the same as declaring open war.” Andina laughs.

“Why don't you ask Akhyar to talk to him right now? All this because of him, ‘kan? If it wasn't for her, it wouldn't have been possible for Sania to bother you. You see for yourself. All this time, Sania never offended you.” Dara spoke in a cynical tone.

Andina clucked. “There must be evidence so that he cannot argue. If you just talk, you can't. He won't want to say.”

Akhyar pulled the phone out of his pocket. Put the phone on the table. When he pulled his hand, he nudged the juice on the table until it spilled. The juice was soaking his phone.

Hurriedly Andina checked the bag to pick up the tissue. However, he was upset. “Dar, you have a tissue, don't you?”

Dara sighed at Akhyar's carelessness. He gave me some tissue.

“Thank you,” said Akhyar, taking tissue from Dara's hand. He wiped his phone wet with orange juice. Fortunately, the wet part is not too much.

After wiping the wet phone, Akhyar returned the dirty tissue.

Dara's eyes widened. Restoring a dirty tissue is strange, especially with the returned tissue is red. Supposedly, the color of the tissue is orange, but why is it red? Actually, what did Akhyar wrap under the table earlier?

Akhyar deliberately hid his hands under the table. He did wipe his phone using a tissue given by Dara. However, lastly he took out the tissue he picked up from the garbage can, then showed it.

Akhyar and Andina could see the shock on Dara's face. The woman could not hide her shock after seeing the tissue stained with red liquid.

Dara didn't pick up the tissue Akhyar handed out. He let the man put a dirty tissue in the middle of the table.

“What the fuck is this?” ask Lani. “It's dirty. Akhyar, throw it away.”

Andina ignored Lani. He looked at Dara with question marks. “Why, Dar? I thought you were my best friend.”

“Actually, what's up, anyway?” Lani noticed a sudden change in mood. And, the way Andina looked at Dara implied anger. “You have a problem with Dara, Din?”

“Ngak.” Andina turned to Lani for a moment. “I have no problem with him. He's the one who has a problem with me. He's terrorizing me. He poured avocado juice into my bag. Sending a ruined cake. Squeezing my car tires. Then just now, he threw a glass filled with red liquid at me at the tolet. I don't understand. What's the reason for doing that? I think we're close friends.”

“Are you the one who terrorized Andina, Dar?” ask Lani. “Not you, ‘kan? There's no way you're doing this.”

Dara speechless.

“Jawab, Dar. If you just keep quiet, it's the same as admitting that you did it,” sued Lani, grabbed Dara's arm.

“You believe what Andina said? What proof? Is it because of Akhyar's words?” Dara brushed off Lani's arm. “Now, he's more on Akhyar's side than we are? He believes more than this fucking guy?” says

“Do not corner Akhyar, Dar. I know you don't like Akhyar, but you didn't hate him either.” Andina picked up the tissue that Akhyar had placed earlier. “Akhyar saw you throw this tissue into the trash. Here you use to wipe your hands after throwing that red liquid at me, ‘kan?”

“Oh, it turns out to be true. All this is because of Akhyar's words. You've changed, Din.”

“One more thing, no one on this campus knows the address of my apartment, other than the two of you. So, there was no way Sania would send the cake. You sent it,” insisted Andina. “La, you remember when I went to the toilet and you guys ate chicken noodles here, ‘ right? And he said, Dara went with Dadang. I met Dadang earlier. He hasn't been close to you since you turned him down, Dar. He didn't go to the library that day. ”

“Dar, are you seriously terrorizing Andina?” Lani still has a hard time believing. “Why?”

Lani remembered the idea earlier. His eyes were then fixed on Dara's bag. He took the bag, and checked the contents.

“What the hell are you, La?” Dara tried to take her bag back. However, Lani quickly turned around.

Lani's hands are very quick to take out all the contents of Dara's bag. There was a purse, a makeup kit, a knife, a screwdriver, and a packet of drink powder.

“Why are you carrying a knife and a screwdriver? You want to kill people?” ask Lani.

“Damn you, La!” Dara stood up to pick up one by one the items Lani took out. He put it inside with a red face.

“Fuck you, Dar!” Lani grabs Dara's hand. “You terrorized Andina. Do you realize what you're doing? You scared Andina.”

Dara sat back down. He realized he could not argue with all the evidence.

“Andina deserves it,” Dara said with eyes staring blankly forward.

Andina's breath was restrained hearing the words that came out of Dara's mouth. What mistake did he make to Dara to deserve it? He did not remember a single mistake that could inculcate such a great grudge.

“What's my mistake? Say, La. Why didn't you tell me I was wrong? Supposedly, you told me to fix it.”

“Mrepair?” Dara laughed in a cynical tone. “You are married to Akhyar, then how can you fix it?”

“Hah? You're doing this because I'm married to Akhyar?” This is an unreasonable reason.

“Because you hurt Ronald. You're suing her after her great love for you. I tried so hard to understand when you married Akhyar. I'm trying to understand maybe the distance that caused your relationship to be strained. But, after I heard you grieving Ronal a long time ago, I couldn't help myself. If you've been with Akhyar for a long time, then why didn't you break up with Ronald? You played him, Andina. You feel beautiful. You feel great to feel worthy to play men as good as Ronald.”

“Why do you care so much about Ronald, Dar? You like Ronald?”