Apparently, Young Wife

Chapter 59

...***New start***...

...Zahra pov's...

Many yak people are unable to survive in the middle of the crack of a relationship. But not a few survive. Besides being a child, what else can make a woman strong?

Of love?

Ah ... that's ridiculous.

Life is not just about love.

In the end, the biggest decision I made was divorce. Being a widow at a young age, what is wrong? Rather than being stuck in a marriage with shared masters.

Luckily, at that time I had a chance to capture the scar on the hand. Also some abrasions that I caused myself, for rubbing those disgusting marks. At least, this can be strong evidence that they do not want to divorce.

After seeing all the photos, Mama immediately stood up and rested. I apologized several times. I don't know, I'm sorry for what. What is his son's act? Or sorry to draw sympathy.

On the other hand, Papa was still leaning against the wall with a dazed face. Bending one knee to support the hand.

“Mah, wake up first. Don't put it this way.”

At the same time. Sayup-sayup said sapam heard from the door. The voice of a woman I know very well.

“Loh, Brother why sit here?” Aunty Ve asked when she saw her beloved sister sitting with a deathly pale face.

Papa looked up, saw Aunt Ve for a while. Then, he got up and pulled on Aunt Ve's hand, taking her to sit on the sofa.

“Where's your husband?” Papa's cry in a high tone.

“Ma-still parking, Bang.” His tone sounded nervous.

It seems, he can guess well. What the hell is going on here. Especially when he looked at me and my parents.

Before long, a man of medium stature, entered politely. However, it was not the welcome that greeted him, but the raw bogem from papa.

Seeing her husband being hit, Aunt Ve stood up and shouted. In fact, my mother was surprised by Papa's treatment of her sister-in-law.

“Sit there you guys!” Papa cried with an angry expression.

Papa stood, in front of his sister and sister-in-law. Then start asking questions.

“You know who he is?” Papa pointed at me.

“Is-wife Abram.” Answer them compact.

“Then, who is Nindira?”

Aunt Ve, who had been bowing down since then, now straightened her head. Shocked, it must be. Their secret for three years, finally revealed. Not only am I the one they fooled, but also parents who are also their own brothers.

“Bang, don't be angry with Vera. It's all my fault. I was wrong, Bang.” Om Pras tried to defend his wife.

“My brother has always liked the same nature of Abram. So, she tries to match Abram to Nindira from High School. Brother also knows, the time of Eid when Mother was still there. Mas Diram said that they want to marry them, right? Mas forgot?”

Hearing Om Pras' explanation, my heart grew mixed. Guessing that they actually knew about it.

“Your brother, Dirham, didn't tell me directly! Who would have thought that he was serious?” Elak Papa tried to defend himself.

“Whatever, you guys are still wrong! If Abram is married, you should talk. You don't know, shame we're the same as Zahra's parents?”

“Sorry, Tea. Abram said he wanted Nindira's talent before he married Zahra, so I thought ...” Not done yet Aunt Ve spoke, Mama has interjected again.

“Think what? Can you think what you are? Already married, why is it easy to talk talak?”

I'm getting too tired, seeing the family drama that's getting a little bit less and less directional. Until finally, I spoke up.

“Because Mas Abram did not love, because he was forced to. Nindira's father was critical and forced Mas Abram to marry. Like that, the one that Mas Abram told me,"

My words made them all look at me. Two pairs of eyes looked at me with pity, while the other two pairs looked at me with annoyance.

"What is it, Pras?" Papa looked up at his sister-in-law's face.

"Yes, Bang."

“Oh ... O Allah. Yes Allah, astagfirullah.” She held her head and sat down on the sofa. It seems like my mother's vertigo is relapsing.

Shock, that's for sure. The child he was talking about, apparently could perform well. Deceiving, fooling, even hurting. Papa could only clench firmly into his two hands.

Anyway, what to regret. Everything has happened, the rice has gone stale. The first wife of her child was pregnant with their future grandchildren. What else to do?

Mom was at Mom's feet. Sobbing for mercy. For the treatment of his son to me, also to my family. For their ignorance of the child's greed.

Satisfied to see that, I looked up. Manatap Dania who was standing in the doorway by holding a cell phone.

Yes, he is Live Streaming on Instagram. Utilize two million followers, to see the strong evidence that exists. Evidence that could not even be denied by Abram, even Nindira fans.

Look, it should have cleared my good name, right?

This way, should Father and Mother be able to live quietly?

Without terror, without terror.

This way, I should be able to breathe with relief right? Without the tightness that made my chest uncomfortable.

Many faces, with different expressions. My eyes were focused on Dean. The man who helped me from the beginning. The guy I fucked, even I ignored. But it unceasingly reached out and helped me stand up.

That sincere sweet smile, how am I bales?

Relationship scheme gini \=>

Nephew -> meet with Nephew

Pras/Suami Ve -> has a nephew (Nindira)

Aunt Ve/Papa Abram's sister -> has a nephew (Abram)

Saurada's not blood, so get married.

Today othor is not feeling well. If you are not up yet, please understand.