Apparently, Young Wife

Chapter 33

...****Build, Ra. Please!****...

Resisting the pain, as well as humiliation at the same time, made Zahra inflamed. Sharp nails stick firmly when his hands are clenched. Fresh blood came out from between the hands, dripping, making some stains on the clean white bed sheet. The pain in her hand was no greater than the wound her husband made.

This humiliation and pain. I'll remember it well, Mom. I swear I will remember it well.

BRACKET! BRACKET!

The door that looked strong and sturdy just collapsed. Dean forcibly broke down and barged in with all his strength. Seeing Zahra's hand tied with a belt and being forcefully gauli, Dean went up in black. Without further ado, he dragged and gave her a raw bogem several times.

Dania hastily entered, covering Zahra's body which was swallowed round with a blanket. Then take off the belt in her hand and hug her. Zahra was only able to cry loudly while shouting.

There is disgust, shame, annoyance, annoyance, anger. Mixed into one and clot in the esophagus. So tight, it can only be removed through a hard, heart-wrenching auction.

“It’s okay, Ra.”

In order to calm Zahra down, Dean dragged Abram into the living room. Throwing clothes and telling her to wear clothes.

“What right do you forbid me? She's my wife!”

Dean ruffled his ping while smiling sinisterly looking at Abram. Of the many men, how could Zahra marry a man like this? Looks so calm, but it turns out ....

“Wife? You call yourself a husband? Forced wife, tied her hands .. You call yourself a husband? Huh?!”

Abram was silent and gave no answer. Seeing Abram's cowardice, Dean was quite fed up. He told the man to leave as soon as possible.

“Your old wife is pregnant. Hurry home, before my patience runs out and drag you to the police station! Go!"

An hour passed after Abram left their apartment. Dania managed to make Zahra calm and fall asleep. As he exited the room, he saw Dean sitting on the sofa with a frown.

“You haven't come home?” ask Dania.

“Where is he?”

Dean thought longer. It is true what Dania said. It was not good for him to stay there longer. He finally decided to go home first, and asked Dania to give him news, if there are things that are not desired.

Zahra's eyes opened slowly. He blinked a few times, staring around the dark. He looked back, looking at the sleeping face of his best friend.

Suddenly, those memories appeared. As Abram tore off his clothes, stripping them off one by one. Kissing, biting, sipping .. considering it disgusts her.

He hurriedly woke up. Just getting up on his feet, a sense of pain immediately rained down on the entire joint. Makes him cringe in pain. It hurt so much that it made him bite his lower lip.

He limped, stroked the wall to support half his body. Perih ... pain so piercing .. especially at the bottom, which was forced by Abram. Every now and then he hisses, feeling the sensitive part of him swelling.

Slowly go into the bathroom. She pulled out her whole body, and rinsed herself. Every touch he remembered, was like a spiked whip. Throw it on the body until the thorns stick, then pull it strong, tear the skin and flesh simultaneously.

Disgust .. very disgust ...

Zahra wiped every trace of kiss Abram left behind. In the neck, chest, collarbone. He rubbed it as hard as he could with soap. Hoping, all those stain stains disappeared, faded from his body.

Hearing the gurgling of the wind, Dania hurriedly got up and got off the bed. As soon as possible get into the bathroom, make sure Zahra does not act recklessly. However, the look he saw made his body shake.

Zahra curled up, hiding her face under a shower that had been running since when it lit up. The smell of rancid, breezy, touching his sense of smell.

"Ro, Zahra!"

Quickly he picked up the towel, turned off the shower faucet. Then, cupped a towel on Zahra's body.

"Oh God, Ra. Zahra .. wake up Raa .. aaa ... Zahras!"

Dania's cry was shrill, with sobs of roaring cries. Breaking the silence of the night in the room.

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