Beautiful Daughter-in-law Conglomerate Princess

CHAPTER 46

Bagas was still engrossed in chatting as the sound of broken plates sounded quite loud. The handsome man gazed towards the kitchen with a glance as it was far from his sight and covered by the bodies of people. 

The eldest Wiguna looked around and did not find his wife in any corner. Bagas also glanced at Jonathan who suddenly just stood up in haste, especially because there was a scream from there. 

Bagas's mind began to calm down. The man immediately ran towards the kitchen and broke through the people who were crowding there. His eyes widened when he saw how glassy the kitchen room was. 

"What's this?" tanyanya is still processing the incident. 

"Dude!" 

Stefanny immediately stood up with difficulty while showing her palm that was bleeding from being pierced by a shard. 

"Li see, my hands are bleeding! It's all because of Tiyas, the time I wanted to help wasn't given. He's pissed off and pushed me to be like a gini."

Bagas' eyebrows fused together, his forehead furrowing sharply as he looked at Stefanny's palm that continued to bleed. 

"Don't lie to me!" jonathan's chirps suddenly appeared from behind Bagas' body. "I don't know how you think!" 

Jonathan shook his head concerned Stefanny who acted recklessly just to attract Bagas' sympathy. The man just walked over without a care the shards of shard pierced through his shoes, then crouched down in front of the silent Tiyas with his head lowered. 

"Lo's okay?" jonathan asked who didn't get an answer. 

Because Stefanny who since his arrival has been in front of him, Bagas does not know that there is a wife there. 

"Tiyas!" call him in a panic. The man immediately removed Stefanny and his eyes widened when he saw the condition of the wife who was sitting with a shard of shard. "Why are you here?!" 

Jonathan clucked in annoyance. The man said nothing and immediately stood up. Staring at the jealous Stefanny blindly to her best friend, Jonathan heartlessly pulls the injured model's hand and takes her away from there. 

On the other hand, Tiyas could only endure embarrassment, resentment and sadness. I don't know all mixed into one. Her chest tightened, her lips trembled, but the woman refused to spill her grief. 

"Honey," call the now softer Bagas. Pulling Tiyas' chin slowly, watching how the pretty face looked chaotic. "Sorry." 

Tiyas let her body be hugged by her husband tightly. There's no happy feeling there. The more Bagas gave him a sedative sentence as well as an apology, the more Tiyas' chest throbbed pain, the more his tightness grew, his lips as hard as he could bite. The woman could not help her sadness. 

While hugging the wife's body, Bagas also gave a warm kiss at the temple Tiyas. 

"I'm sorry" he said, some of the times with deep regret. 

Beautiful and Bella who was also surprised by this incident could only be silent while glancing at each other. 

"We go to the room yes, I'm carrying," whispered Bagas who immediately slipped one hand under the bend of the knee and the other in the armpit. Carrying it bridal style with one lift. 

Tiyas was still silent with her face bowed deeply. Hiding her behind her husband's neck. Even so he could feel if the people who made him a spectacle were now starting to move to give him a way. 

When they got to their bedroom. Bagas sat Tiyas on the side of the bed slowly. He crouched down while raising the head of the wife who continued to look down. 

"I'm sorry, you shouldn't be alone" Bagas said, reopening his voice. Frustrated that Tiyas never spoke, just like a mute man. "It feels like a loser. I promised my mother to protect and protect you." 

Tiyas let out a long sigh, barely audible. The woman did not want to make a sound because she knew for sure what she was releasing was just a cry. 

"Please talk. I'm worried about your situation," Bagas asked with his eyes moving in panic. But what happened next was a little stuffing coming out of his wife's lips. "Oh God." 

Heart Bagas as slashed. Ever since their introduction, the man had never heard Tiyas cry like this. Even the woman was still trying to bite her lower lip so as not to cry. 

"Don't get bitten, just take it out" Bagas said with his heavy yet gentle voice. He took one hand from Tiyas and kissed his wife's palm. "I'm more relieved to see you crying than to have been silent. I'm here, Tiyas. Cry." 

The heavy and low yet gentle voice of Bagas made Tiyas' defense collapse completely. The woman was crying so badly. So bitter that it felt Bagas did not want to hear it. 

Experiencing humiliation, being humiliated, being ostracized, not being accepted and other unpleasant things made a great wound in Tiyas' heart. Trying his hardest to ignore all that, but for this time he did not want to try hard. His chest was too tight to keep his sorrow alone. 

Hearing the wife's heart-wrenching cry made Bagas as strong as possible to hold back his tears. Sad that the person she loved was crying this sad. All he could do was to kiss Tiyas' palm a few times. 

"I didn't do what he said" Tiyas chanted with a mouthful. The woman pulled out her hand which was kissed by her husband. "I can't do such a bad thing, Mom." 

Bagas' head looked up, the man then sighed. His position was now turned into sitting by the wife. Pulling both hands Tiyas to hold, but somehow felt wet. 

Bagas eyes widened when he pulled his hand that was covered in red liquid. Quickly the man took one hand of Tiyas who had indeed not paid much attention to him since. 

"Tiyas, why are you quiet?!" pekik Bagas unconsciously. Panicking the man saw how so much blood came out of the wife's palm and also soiled his subordinates. "It's been out a lot!" 

Tiyas could only keep quiet, enjoying how panic had occurred to her husband. In fact Tiyas was also unaware that so many shardings were stuck in his hands. The strong thrust on Stefanny seemed to make Tiyas' hand involuntarily land onto the floor full of shard fragments. 

Bagas stared pushyly at his wife's palm which was probably more than Stefanny. 

"I'll take the P3K box first. Don't you let go yourself. Danger, could be infection." 

"Mas," called Tiyas with a hoarse voice that was still a small hiccup. "You didn't respond to my statement." 

The man fell silent with his confused face. 

"What statement? Just later. The blood in your hands comes out continuously. Your wounds must be treated quickly." 

Tiyas shook his head firmly. Her tears were still dripping down her cheeks nonstop, yet at least hearing Bagas' response could make her heart relieved. 

"I swear not to do what Stefanny accuses me of," said Tiyas with her trembling lips. He glanced at the expression of the husband who was still silent there. "I don't push him, nor am I angry and upset with him. Everything Stefanny accused me of was a lie, Mas. You believe in me, right?"