A marriage full of wounds

chapter 26

"What are you doing is Abraham's fault." Expressions of protest were heard in the spacious and luxurious family room. A half-century-old woman with a graceful and classy look, now gazes at the objections to mistress Margaretha. He was accompanied by his daughter who looked fashionable and impressed glamorous.

"What, what's wrong?" Ask Lady Margaretha with a casual face.

"Jeffins. You remarry your son. When my daughter was still breathing," she jolted with an angry look. Who will not accept the decision of Miss Margaretha, marry Jeffin.

"My son, need a companion who accompanies him," replied Madam Margaretha who still displays the face of — ordinary course. 

"The decision, you are so unfair to my daughter, Samantha," the woman protested again with a fierce face.

"So... What do you think my son is? What, you think it's fair an adult man should live like a single man. And ... more astonishingly, he had to take care of his comatose wife. Do you think that's fair to him?" Read the mistress Margaretha who — now displays an unpretentious face.

"My son needs warmth and also needs a woman by his side. And ... one more thing, he needs a descendant," madam Margaretha said with sarcasm.

To make the two women of different ages, astonished and distrustful of what was spoken, the great mistress of Abraham.

"But my daughter is alive and you're accepting another daughter-in-law." Sela the woman again. She is the stepmother and half-sister of Jeffin's first wife.

"Keep, you want my son to be a pathetic man?" Sahut mistress Margaretha cynical.

"What do you mean. My daughter is alive and not dead yet" the haughty-looking woman choked.

"But now your daughter lives in both. So, what about my son's fate? Should she also live like your daughter? Husband feels single," said Madame Margaretha indifferent.

The mother and half-sister of Jeffin's first wife, increasingly furious and carried away emotions. They would never have accepted that Abraham's family had another son-in-law.

"We feel insulted madam. And ... we object to all decisions, you!" Exclaimed the stepbrother with a face holding back emotions.

"I am not asking for your opinion and need your decision. If you have any objections, you can take her away from here, "mistress Margaretha replied indifferently and looked unfriendly.

"Mrs!" Sentak, stepmother Samantha.

The tension almost filled the spacious and luxurious room, their gazes throwing sharp at each other. Yet — the three women still maintained their respectable demeanor, though it was evident from the look on the faces of the three, who were at each other's cold war.

Margaretha was not very close to Jeffin's first wife. He chose to avoid when he met by chance. For some reason, Madame Margaretha felt Jeffin's first wife's family was very uncomfortable, too much of something secret was kept.

Moreover, the two women of different ages in front of him, who are stylish on his luxurious sofa like a host. Lady Margaretha also understood the behavior of the two women of different ages. The visible has no inner satisfaction. Always want to get more. 

Madame Margaretha had once clashed with her own son, simply because they both wanted to stay inside her Mansion. As a woman who had a very strong level of sensitivity, of course, Madame Margaretha refused very much. He doesn't care about his sulking son. The important thing is that he felt calm living in Abraham's residence without shame. Who feel powerful.

Samantha Brown, Jeffin's first wife was not so close and warm with mistress Margaretha, because she always closed herself to each other with her daughter-in-law.

Somehow, from the perspective of Madame Margaretha, Jeffin's first wife was not as good as her son's mind.

"Why, should it be other women and women from the village?" Timpal Clara, Samantha's stepbrother.

Madame Margaretha nosed her eyebrows, puzzled by the woman's question with a dramatic make-up in front of her.

"Why?! Ask lady Margaretha back.

"What, you don't choose a good woman?" Sela stepmom Samantha.

"Like this princess of yours?" Sahut mommy Margaretha while pointing to Clara who was sitting elegantly.

"Do you think there's another woman who deserves to be Jeffin's second wife?" Answer the stepmother, lady Soraya.

"There! My daughter-in-law. Catherine Zeta Jones" replied mommy Margaretha with a sweet smile.

Stepmother Samantha also rose up while raising her face did not accept and act waist in front of — mistress Margaretha. The socialite-style woman had run out of patience to maintain her image as a respectable woman.

Mommy Margaretha simply responded with a cynical and meaningful smile.  "What, did you forget or just pretend to forget? If they were just brothers? It has no blood ties. Isn't your daughter not flesh-blood, mister brown? He, only the result of an obscure seed" said mommy Margaretha with a face full of firmness.

"Mrs! You …."

"Don't, reprimand me at my own residence. That's very disrespectful. Aren't you an honorable and highly educated woman? You should have the decency and order of Krama." Cut mommy Margaretha. That made Clara speechless with a red face, enduring the embarrassment.

"You, insult my daughter," Soraya tried to defend her daughter.

"I am just talking to the facts. If he's just a kid don't…."

"Enough! You, it's been an outrageous mistress," Clara's flinch grew furious.

"Curtain! I, will not be eaten with your face. And ... I will never be persuaded by your false attitude." Mothermy Margaretha's.

"Oh, yes. Did you guys come here just to see my new son-in-law? Or... make sure that your connecting daughter is gone?" mommy Margaretha concluded with a cynical smile.

The two women in front of him suddenly stiffened with faces looking surprised. 

"What do you mean, you?" Ask lady Soraya.

Mommy Margaretha increasingly smiled meaningfully to the two socialite women. "About, an accident five years ago." Mommy Margaretha's.

The success makes both become increasingly stiff and suddenly paled.

"A-what do you mean, I-we don't understand," replied the returning Soraya who was getting nervous and started to look frightened.

"But …."

"Hey, Jeffin!" Clara exclaimed quickly and cut off the words of mommy Margaretha.

The woman was at a loss for words to lick her tongue with mistress Margaretha, who was famously a firm and wise woman.

It was fortunate that Clara saw the figure of Jeffin coming out of the elevator, making her feel relieved, because he was spared from the booby-trapped speech, the host.

Madame Margaretha turned her body and looked at her son who was walking towards her, as well as Madame Soraya who immediately displayed her gentle smile. Meanwhile, Clara immediately stepped towards Jeffin with a soft earthy face.

But his steps stopped, when he saw the figure of a little girl behind Jeffin's burly back with his face down.

Clara continued to monitor the petite figure with clinging and full of envy.

Likewise with Mrs Soraya, whose emotions were immediately provoked. He soon sulked his steps to approach Jeffin and Catherine.

He wanted to give a lesson and a lesson to the girl he thought was very inappropriate to be, Jeffin's second wife.

But mother Margaretha immediately blocked her wrist and whispered something; "don't, ever touch her or hurt her, because your fate is with me. The accident five years ago, Mr. Lerian Liu," whispered the mother of Margaretha, who succeeded in making Soraya freeze with a pale face.

He glanced at mommy Margaretha with a face hard to interpret, inter, surprised, confused and in disbelief. From where, the secret can be known by others. 

"Hey!" Reply Jeffin in a cold and flat tone. He only gave a faint smile to his mother and half-sister his first wife.

Jeffin glanced sharply at his little wife who was walking ahead of him towards his mother Margaretha with a step that was holding something in her privacy area.

While Clara and Lady Soraya looked at Catherine with hostile gazes.

"Damn! Why, there's always an obstacle to getting one, Jeffin William Abraham," Clara's inner frustration.