Akad Undereviled

Chapter 16 Deaf Monster

Seeing the news on social media that was shown by Laras made Alisha have to be more patient. Perhaps, this is what is called the test in marriage. Not long ago the bond was established, but Alisha's patience seemed to always be tested.

His patience is increasingly tested and makes Alisha more stroking the chest when entering his apartment. Where the items in the living room were already scattered beyond the broken ship. Be careful Alisha walks towards the room.

"Mas ...," call Alisha when opening the door.

He saw that Arsya was sipping a drink straight from the bottle.

"Mas" called her again by approaching her husband.

Alisha put her bag on the table. There are a lot of cigarette butts scattered there. He sat on the empty side next to Arsya. "Mas Arsya, all right?"

The man who had ignored his call looked up at Alisha. His eyes were red with unfriendly eyes.

"Where are you from?"

"From Pakdhe Imran's house, Mas. Earlier this morning Mas Arsya had given permission," replied Alisha a little afraid to look into the eyes of her husband.

They were silent for a long time. Alisha did not dare to ask questions. He looked to his right and left. Same with the living room. She thought it was better to clean things up than to sit around waiting for her husband.

"I'll change clothes first, Mom. I'll take care of it," she said.

Arsya ignored. He took his drink back.

Before Alisha went into the bathroom, she turned to where Arsya was sitting. He looked at the husband's back. He also saw Arsya sipping the drink many times.

It wanted to be reminiscent, but the fear in his heart was so great. He is not that close to Arsya despite his status as a wife. Alisha could only shake her head at everything that was happening.

After changing clothes, Alisha immediately headed for the pantry to pick up the cleaning equipment there. It started in the guest room. Reorganizing everything that has been destroyed by the husband. Then switch to room. The mess in this room is not as bad as in the living room earlier so Alisha faster to do her job.

Arsya who saw Alisha cleaning was just silent indifferent. Prefer to enjoy the drink he drank.

Alisha felt her body tired, after working all day. Getting home also has to work extra. Hurry he finished the work in order to be able to rest immediately.

"Alhamdulillah" he told himself after he finished praying. Of course, after all the rooms were neat and he also had a bath. I can't wait to relax after fulfilling my duty as a Muslim.

Seeing Arsya still sitting on the sofa, Alisha tried to get closer. "Arya has eaten?"

Hearing Alisha's voice made Arsya try to open her eyes so heavy. She stared at Alisha who was standing nearby.

"Do you want Alisha to make food?" haggar Alisha.

"Who, lo?"

Alisha. There was no one in this room but her and her husband. Who is Arsya. Does Arsya not recognize himself?

This man must have been drunk. Alisha better stay. Her husband definitely could not feel hunger as well in this condition. Alisha took a bottle that half of the contents were already quelled by Arsya.

"Heh, who, lo! Where to take my bottle," said Arsya typical drunk.

Alisha did not answer. After all, Arsya will not connect if he says anything. Just two steps, Arsya has blocked Alisha's hand.

"Who would you dare take my drink away!" yelled the man.

Arsya laughed unconsciously. "Sleep you said, I still want to drink. Here's my bottle!"

Alisha kept the bottle away. No longer want Arsya lost consciousness.

"No, Mas. Arsya was too drunk. I'd better get Arsya to sleep."

"Damn you, set me up!" Arsya forced to take the bottle in Alisha's hand. But the woman kept him. He must prevent Arsya from drinking the illicit drink again.

"Here!"Arsya kept trying. So is Alisha. She tried as much as possible to hide the bottle behind her body so that it could not be reached by her husband.

"No, Mas. Don't drink anymore." Alisha refused to give the bottle.

"Dare, lo, yes, same me!" A drunk Arsya forces Alisha to give her the bottle. Although it has lost consciousness but Arsya's energy is still strong to take the bottle back.

"Mas, don't, you're so drunk, Mom." Alisha held Arsya's hand, who was about to return to sip the drink. But it was knocked down by Arsya until the woman fell to the floor.

Arsya managed to gulp back her drink. His eyes turned to Alisha who was falling. A slanted smile fell on the man's lips.

"Fuck girl, how dare you nantangin me!" he told Alisha. The man lowered his head, pulled Alisha's hand and threw her on the sofa.

"Lo should get a lesson because he has dared to mess with me!"

Alisha who felt pain in her waist due to being slammed, difficulty to be able to get up and run. He began to fear seeing the look of Arsya's eyes full of hatred.

"Mas, it's me, Alisha," said Alisha. I hope her husband understands.

Arsya really doesn't recognize his own wife. He restrained Alisha under his body. Brutally, the man forcefully kisses Alisha.

"Mas stop!" Alisha tried to refuse. As strong as he can hold so that Arsya's body does not oppress him.

"Emph ...." Arsya's energy is too big for him to fight. The man managed to silence his mouth with a very rough kiss.

Alisha's tears flowed unstoppably. The shadow of Arsya's behavior once again flashed in his memory. As if real happened.

"Don't, Mas" she pleaded as Arsya's lips moved to her neck.

That man is a deaf monster. He didn't hear anything Alisha said.

In the fear that hit his heart, Alisha still fought so that Arsya did not return to force himself for the second time. He tried to push Arsya's body that increasingly squeezed him. His hand was trying to grab Arsya's bottle of drink that was on the table.

As forcefully as possible, Alisha hit her husband's head. Fresh blood instantly flowed along with Arsya's agonizing cry. After her emotionally draining struggle, Alisha manages to make her husband fall.

Alisha doesn't want to miss a chance. He ran to the bathroom and locked it from the inside. For some reason, the bathroom was always his goal when he ran away from fear facing Arsya's attitude. Perhaps it was because the room was the closest, and he easily reached it.

Leaning against the bathroom door, Alisha's body slid down. His breath was almost gone. Tears were unceasingly hardened. The extreme fear made his feet and hands go limp.

Alisha smothers her own mouth. Holding back the cries in his chest to keep from exploding.

Why did her husband do that. Not that it helps treat the trauma but it is always a trigger for his fear.