Being a Night Butterfly

TMKM 05

The goddess was so cynical when she saw the appearance of Melinda who seemed very sexy. In fact, since Melinda became his daughter-in-law, only this time the woman saw the appearance of Melinda as she is today. It also makes Dewi put Herna taste at once suspicious. 

"Why are your clothes so sexy? Does working in a cafe wear this sexy shirt? It's just like a whore" said Dewi. Staring at Melinda and Fatih in turn. 

"We'll just talk inside, Ma." Fatih no longer spoke as loudly as before. He was followed by the two women. 

Since then, Melinda just sat down without daring to raise her head. Still afraid of her husband's anger. Plus now her mother-in-law is still suspicious. Melinda could not imagine how the Goddess would respond if she knew that she was a woman of the night. 

"Why are you guys quiet? Melinda! Do you work in a cafe in clothes like this?" ask the Goddess even harder and so demanding an answer.

"Mr ...." 

"She's a whore, Mom." 

Without covering everything up, Fatih answered honestly to the Goddess. It also made the Goddess round her eyes fully. In fact, his gaze instantly sharpened towards Melinda like a sharp dagger that reached into the heart. 

"What is true? You're whores?" ask the Goddess in anger. Melinda could not answer. Only Fatih nodded quickly. "Mom really can't imagine all this! How can you be a prostitute. It's so disgusting!" 

"I'm sorry, Mom. I had to do this." Melinda sat down in front of her mother-in-law and tried to hold her hand. However, the Goddess quickly brushed aside. 

"Don't touch me! I don't want to be touched by a dirty woman like you! I didn't think you were lying to us all this time!" bentak Goddess. His anger rose like Fatih had. In fact, the woman did not care even though Melinda had begged him for mercy. 

"Mom, I'm sorry, Mom. I had to do this to help our family's economy. Don't you know that Atha needs a lot of medical expenses, ma'am." Melinda tried to persuade her mother-in-law to apologize to her. 

"That doesn't mean you're jal*ng like this! Melinda, now you want to put where Mom's face is if people find out you're a whore! Put where mom's face is, ha!" The goddess was so anxious that she almost crushed the face of Melinda. However, he paused because he saw Fatih who was silent without defending the woman at all. 

"I'm sorry, Mom." 

"Fatih, I really don't know what else to do. How could your wife be a whore like this. How cheap she is," scorned the Goddess without caring about the feeling of Melinda who is getting sick. 

"I just found out, too, Mom. He deserves to have a lot of money. I thought the salary of working in the cafe was very large, it turned out that the money was the result of him mendes*h with a striped man," Fatih added. I hurt Melinda's heart. 

"Mas, you should have realized that I was like this to help you. In fact, you also used my sweat money to gamble." Melinda is brave again. Without fear of his words it made Fatih inflamed again. 

"You! Talk about it again!" Fatih slapped Melinda again. In front of the Goddess. What is even more sad is that the Goddess instead of divorcing actually crossed while staring at Melinda cynically. 

As the atmosphere heated up, they were startled by the sound of Atha from the door. Melinda nervously took whatever was nearby to cover her sex body. Then enter the room leaving her husband and mother-in-law just like that. 

***

After Melinda's departure, Fatih sat leaning back and rubbed her face violently. He looks like a very frustrated man. His mind was chaotic especially when he remembered Melinda was with a striped-nose man. Fatih was really disgusted by that woman. The goddess who saw her son immediately approached and rubbed the man's shoulders slowly. 

"Why do you look so frustrated?" ask the Goddess foolishly. 

"Yes already. Then you don't touch him. Em, I have an idea." The goddess pulled next to the corner of her lips. Smiling cynically.

"What idea, ma'am. Don't tell me we have to get divorced. Mom, for now I'm not ready if I have to divorce from Melinda" Fatih said. His voice sounded so heavy. 

"No. I'm not gonna ask you to get divorced. Baby, dong. We have a chance not to waste." Goddess grinned. Unlike Fatih who clucked because he did not understand what the Goddess meant. 

"Mom, just explain to the point, I don't understand." Fatih was getting impatient. 

"So, gini. Instead of you getting divorced, we better have Melinda keep working as a prostitute and later we can take the money. Isn't the price of a prostitute very great. It's a pity if we don't use it" said Dewi gave an idea. 

"Em, great idea too. But, Mom ...." 

"It has. No buts. You want to defend your wife like anything, she's dirty. Aren't you disgusted by her being touched by so many men. Mending, you're just following me." The Goddess did not give Fatih any chance to argue. 

"alright. I'm following Mom's advice. I also need money to gamble until I can win." Fatih agreed. 

Although his wife worked as a night woman, at least now he no longer needs to work hard to gamble as well as the cost of Atha's treatment. He will decide to stop working and will only be at home while waiting for Melinda to come home with money. 

His brain is really cunning. 

The goddess smiled happily when Fatih agreed on her suggestion. 

***

"Mom, why did Mom come home and Grandma scolded Mom? Is Mom guilty of him?" asked Atha innocently. Looking at Melinda expectantly. 

Melinda also felt very unbearable. "It's okay. I just want to sleep with you tonight. So, I'm allowed to go home early. Now you go to sleep." 

"Mr ...." 

"Fathari." Melinda called out the full name of Atha with great emphasis. It made the boy fall silent. 

"alright. I'm sorry, Mom. Now I'm going to sleep and thank you for keeping me asleep." 

Atha hugged Melinda very tightly and tried to close her eyes. Precisely different from Melinda who was suddenly agitated. For some reason, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart that was felt when Atha thanked him. 

A kiss landed on Atha's forehead as the boy's sleepwalker. Then, Melinda closed her eyes and let out a long sigh many times. 

Forgive me, Son. Mother is very guilty, but believe me that your love for you is very big. Hope you'll get well soon, honey.