A marriage full of wounds

chapter 11

"I want to end this, madam." With a raucous and hoarse voice, Catherine conveyed her wish to, Madame Margaretha.

The two were in the bedroom occupied by Catherine. The rooms are not too big and luxurious, for prominent conglomerates, such as the Abraham family.

Suddenly, the atmosphere turned silent, when — girls who were just a few hours ago became a wife, wanted to end the relationship that had just been established this morning.

Madame Margaretha, looking fixed on Catherine's face with bruises on the cheek of the girl. Mistress Margaretha's shady eyes, now moved on both palms of Catherine's hands that look injured and there are traces of red liquid that has begun to dry.

Lady Margaretha also saw both of her daughter-in-law's knees bruised. The woman who still looked graceful at her age who entered the five heads, let out a long sigh. His heart, wounded, saw the condition and circumstances of his daughter-in-law.

Lady Margaretha who was now sitting on the edge of the bed, Catherine, could only turn her face away. He could not bear to see the condition of this girl in front of him. Which makes her feelings hurt and sick.

Lady Margaretha tried, neutralizing her feelings, which suddenly felt bitter. He looked up his head, to block his tears from falling.

Lady Margaretha, trying hard to control herself, she must not look sad in front of her daughter-in-law. It was the same, offending Catherine, who was considered compassionate.

"Mrs …."

"Mommy. Call me, I'm mommy from now on" interrupted Madame Margaretha, who interrupted Catherine's speech.

"But .. I don't deserve to be part of the family, you," added Catherine with a sad face and a soft tone. His head, keep looking down.

"Who said you don't deserve to be my daughter-in-law?" Madame Margaretha, grabbed one of Catherine's palms and carried it into her lap.

"Tell me, who speaks like that to my special daughter-in-law, this, this" said Madame Margaretha, who lifted up her daughter-in-law's face, wiping away the beautiful girl's tears.

Catherine, just fell silent and continued to sob sadly. Unable to bear to see her daughter-in-law crying bitterly, Madame Margaretha carried her daughter-in-law's tiny body into her warm embrace of sincerity as a mother.

Back, Catherine spilled all her heartache in the arms of her mother-in-law. He cried out, letting out all the burden of pain that had accumulated in his chest cavity, which was so stifling.

She shed tears, the mistress Margaretha, whom she had been holding, when she heard the cry of her daughter-in-law. He gently rubbed Catherine's trembling back with affection.

Madame Margaretha, so much a dilemma. Should, he let go of this kindhearted girl? Or maintain.

He did not have the heart to see, the son-in-law received unpleasant treatment at his residence.

Releasing this girl in his arms, just the same, he reneged on his promise to always protect this daughter-in-law.

The promise she once made to Catherine's parents, nor will Margaretha, let this good girl get away from her. A very good girl for her son.

"Stop, cry, boy! Remember, glorious now you are part of the family of Abraham. You, have the full rights of everything in this Mansion. Especially about your husband, you, have rights, over him. Don't, think about what people think of you, who you are obviously the daughter-in-law of this family. And ... consider this a test for you, to take your attention, your husband," said Madame Margaretha, at length. Giving a message to his son-in-law, in order to position himself as the son-in-law of the Abrahamic family, which is not easily repressed.

"No! I, unable," Catherine answered her mother-in-law's words in a soft voice with a hiccup.

"I, I can't afford to continue this. Moreover, he already had a wife, and ...it made me feel like a cheap woman who took people's husbands," continued Catherine who was still punctuated by roaring tears.

Lady Margaretha, keeping her daughter-in-law's body out of her arms, wiped Catherine's tears and looked at the girl closely.

"You, did you know that?" Ask Madame Margaretha, who looks shocked.

Catherine nodded stammeredly by returning the gentle gaze of Madame Margaretha. "Why don't you tell me the truth? Had you been honest, I, would not have accepted this marriage" said Catherine, who wiped her tears rough.

"Say, madam," Catherine continued with a different look.

The girl distanced herself from her mother-in-law, and regained her fragile back.

"I, deliberately hid it," Mistress Margaretha seemed silent for a moment and resumed her speech. "In order, you can accept my request and become the daughter-in-law of the Abrahamic family" Margaret continued.

"Isn't that the same as pushing me into suffering, from treatment and hatred, your son?" Catherine did not believe. The girl's tears again, flooded her face. With a look of disbelief and tears constantly shed in silence.

"But ... This way, I can tie you up." Back, Madame Margaretha uttered a sentence, which made Catherine just shake in disbelief.

"You, selfish!" The thrashing of Catherine, who stared at Madame Margaretha sharply with a teary look.

Madame Margaretha, could only close her eyes, as Catherine let out a loud speech, for the first time.

"I, do it for the good and happiness of my son" said Madame Margaretha softly with a sad look.

"Keep, what about me? Did you intentionally make me feel the wrath of your son? Do you, you, not think about the fate and the feelings I feel, now?" Read Catherine with a face holding back all sorts of emotions.

"I, sure. You can definitely convince her feelings" said Madame Margaretha, who was trying to reach the girl in front of her.

"What if it doesn't happen? Do I have to die tormented?" Catherine replied with a stinging chuckle.

"I am sure one day she will accept you" said Ms Margaretha who can now embrace her shoulder, daughter-in-law.

"He, has a wife. ARE YOU, LISTEN. HE HAD A WOMAN HE LOVED SO MUCH. AND ... THINK OF ME AS A DESTRUCTIVE WOMAN. DID YOU HEAR? PE-RU-SA-K." Overly depressed, Catherine unknowingly says hysterically near Madame Margaretha, with an emphasis on her every utterance.

Back, the girl was hysterical by beating her chest and tugging at her rough hair that still looked damp.

Madame Margaretha, sobbing as she continued to get in the way, Catherine who wanted to hurt herself.

"I, madam, please let me go, "please Catherine who is now sitting at her mother-in-law's feet.

Madame Margaretha, could only endure her cries by throwing her gaze aside. He ignored Catherine's pleading speech.

"You, you have to prove yourself, that you deserve to be in this environment. And .. deserve to be the perfect wife for the man you love. Try it for now, son. If, indeed, you are not able, then I will grant your request," said Madame Margaretha.

"You have rights over your husband, so use them to take his heart. You, have great rights in this family, then use it, to make them submit to you. Fight them with a bold and tough attitude. Mommy, believe and believe, you can. You, strong and independent girl. So. show me your status and position in this residence, as a daughter-in-law in the Abrahamic family." Clearly, it was Lady Margaretha who gave encouragement to her son-in-law. To further demonstrate his status in the Abraham Mansion.

Catherine did not listen to her mother-in-law's words, she just fell silent lying on her side. Look back, Miss Margaretha. While crying in silence.

Catherine was already feeling tired at this moment, her soul and physique were as if toyed with. He, needs rest, in order to think clearly again.

Madame Margaretha took a deep breath and killed him slowly, while not getting a response from her daughter-in-law.

He approached, the girl and covered her. Not to forget, mistress Margaretha left a kiss of affection on the left temple — Catherine.

"Rest, boy! Good night," whispered Margaretha. He then came out of the room, Catherine.

Meanwhile, the girl could only be pensive with a blank look. But, there was still the occasional sobbing sound and the sound of a hiccup of the girl.