An Unassumed Marriage

Disowned

"Sit down, let's talk calmly. It won't solve the problem roughly!" the sister asked Mr. Joni so that the man sat back down.

"Where can I calm down, Mas this is the fate of my daughter, Mas do not feel what I feel!" mr. Joni smacked his chest that felt tight

"Relax, all can be well talked about." Mr. Joni's brother kept trying to calm down.

Hendar was surprised by the existence of many people including Anisa there.

"Our coming here .. Nothing else and nothing! want to hold Hendar accountable, because he planted his seed in my niece's womb." The Uncle went straight to the point with the intention of their arrival.

The words clearly made the Hendar family surprised, including Hendar himself who did not expect that they would come and hold the answer.

"What's? holding me accountable?" the mother of Hendar was very surprised at the words of her neighbor.

"What do you mean, what responsibility?" the father of Hendar still asked.

"Is it not clear, at the word of my brother? if she had planted her seed in my son's womb, Anisa." Mr. Joni's voice was so loud that it filled the room.

"What's? what have you done to impregnate people's children?" the Mother Hendar was increasingly shocked and hit, having understood with their intentions.

"Hendar, describe. Is it true what they say?" the father stared intently at Hendar.

Hendar who looked ordinary, spread his gaze toward everyone who was there. "No, I never did anything to him. Maybe he's accusing me because no one wants to take responsibility for him, so take responsibility from me!"

All shocked, hearing the confession from Hendar like that. Who does not want to confess his own actions.

Moreover, Anisa, she kept shaking her head. With a teary look of his eyes, the tightness in his chest grew even more painful. Grievous shame. Crushed, all mixed together into one.

Brak ....

Mr. Joni kicked the table. "Bad you! so you're not admitting that you've impregnated my daughter and that the one in the bladder is your son?"

"What to admit? if indeed I never did," answered Hendar calmly.

"Omong empty what are you saying? who obviously did it to me! when I wasn't conscious, because of the effect of the drink you're spitting up with drugs." Anisa's voice trembled holding back her cries and pain in the chest while standing up.

"If you're not aware, why know that I'm fucking you? Where does the evidence go if I impregnate you?" Keep dodging while grinning at Anisa.

Anisa circulated her gaze to everyone who was there. Then again directed his eyesight very sharply towards Hendar. "I didn't realize it, but after I woke up! I found you by my side with the same bed, and we were both plain. I feel like I've lost something very valuable in my life."

"It's just a prayer, right? you don't feel like I'm doing it?" Keep trying to avoid.

"If not you, who else? while in this house it's just the two of us. And in fact you were in my bed wearing nothing" Anisa explained with a trembling voice and finally broke her cry.

Mr. Joni was increasingly furious to hear the explanation of the young man. He quickly stood up and punched Hendar in the chest.

Bugh ....

Hendar immediately bent over holding his chest while hissing in pain.

So that Mr. Joni can only be angry and angry swearing at the innocent young man.

"Quiet .. Please calm down! because with this attitude will not solve the problem." The brother continued to calm Mr. Joni who continued to thrash want to beat up a young man who did not feel guilty at all.

All the confusion must be how and ask for whose answer coverage? about the problem Anisa who for a long time will not be able to hide. Because Anisa's pregnancy can not be covered up and will get bigger with time.

Their arrival to his place Hendar really useless, because they did not get anything. In fact, the young man was absent and did not want to be responsible at all for not admitting his actions.

"Anisa, now answer Dad's question. Is it true what you told me about him? aren't you making up or just telling a story?" snapped Mr. Joni to Anisa and now he turned angry at Anisa who he felt had made up a false story.

Makes Anisa feel shriveled in fear, sad yes. Disappointed, there are regrets too! plus not trusting the father.

"No, Dad. What I said is true! not inventing or making up stories for what? I made up the story, I realized very well after the incident I woke up and just as consciously, if he was beside me, with an innocent state. I feel so dirty, Dad. Hik-hik-hik ...."

Mother and Dea hugged Anisa's shoulder and also cried, sad and confused should how?disappointed with what happened to Anisa, while the man who desecrated her did not want to be responsible at all.

Finally they went home empty-handed with a feeling of crumbling and crumbling, very disappointed especially with Anisa who had to bear everything alone.

Upon arrival at home, Anisa immediately shut herself in the room she was not ceaselessly crying, regretting why the man did not even want to admit let alone responsible.

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"Mother, where is Anisa? and as for how he is now, he should be supported. Don't be left alone, I'm afraid she's doing something unwanted" asked Aisyah, Anisa's older sister who had just come from her husband's place. She lives with her husband out of town.

Farida hugged Aisyah very tightly while crying. "He was in his room. Yesterday afternoon he did not go out. And not even eat yet. I called her but she just said yes!"

"Yes, let Aisha meet him!" the woman in the red hood immediately took her steps towards Anisa's room.

Gts ....

Gts ....

Gts ....

"Nisa? it's sister. Brother wants to talk to you open the door!" pinta Aisyah while sniffing the door of Anisa's room.

Long time no sound from inside.

Anisa who was sitting contemplated while hugging her knees, as well as a face that flooded with tears. Raised his face after hearing the voice of his brother. "Sir Aisyah!"

"Anisa .. This is Brother Aisyah! please open the door is not good you shut yourself in the room, especially from last night you did not eat! you'll be sick!"

Hygiene ....

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