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"Go from here right now!"

Be ill. What I feel is pain. The pain in my heart is more than the pain in my stomach. I was disappointed, angry, and saddened to hear the words of expulsion he had spoken to me. It had only been a few days that I felt like his wife, and he had never spoken rudely let alone yelled at me. But now he's doing it, even hurting me physically.

I don't know where my mistake is. Am I not his wife? Shouldn't I deserve to know something about my husband? Why would he be so angry just because I opened another room by accident? What's he hiding in there? What's with that room?

I forcefully forced my body to stand up straight. Remove the tears that flow down. I took a few breaths before finally saying, "What's up, Sean?" shirihku.

Sean closed the room again by pressing the button. Sean had not yet returned my words, he stood looking behind me with both hands resting on his waist. "Leave me alone." his cold voice pierced my heart. But I don't want to lose. I don't want to give up on his attitude.

I let out a breath. I just took a step forward when Sean turned around. My handsome husband, he's still handsome, still so handsome that my chest hurts. But his eyes were red, his mouth was frowning, and he did not look at me at all as he walked past me towards the door and opened it with one hand.

"Come out, Franda."

"What the fuck! What was my fault until you treated me like this?" I snapped, I did not accept his demeanor that humbled me. I don't know what he's hiding in there, he still has no right to kick me out. With anger and heartache mounting, I approached the bookshelf and pressed the button again.

"Frandah!" Sean shouted behind me.

"What?" I said defiantly, not to lose. "What are you hiding from me, Sean?" my connection.

Sean approached and closed the bookshelf again before I could get inside. "Go, Franda! Leave me!"

"But, why?" manya. My chest hurts more and more to hear his words.

Sean snorted and looked at me sharply, "Because you don't need to know my business! Damn, I shouldn't have brought you here."

Sean turned and turned back. Then suddenly and unexpectedly, he shouted hoarsely and frustratedly. He.. my handsome husband, the perfect one.. who was full of love.

"Oh my God, Sean," I cried hysterically. Trying to embrace it, but she pushed me.

He did not stop.he never stopped. while his hands were covered in blood and his moans were full of pain, but I could not prevent it. I was broken and collapsed. Sitting helplessly watching my loving husband look so broken. I could do nothing but cry until everything I saw turned dark.

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I wish all this was just a nightmare I could have driven away when I woke up. But the pain in my eyes, and the pain in my chest still felt very real. I couldn't speak for a while, only to watch the people near me standing there worried. There was even Mom and Mia, who didn't know when to come here. Mom hugged me and stroked my messy hair, "Sweety," she wrote.

My tears rolled again and I cried without a sound. Watching me in a frenzy, my mother tightened her arms and I sobbed on her shoulder until I could speak, "How's Sean doing? What about the wound? Has the wound in his hand been treated? His hands are full of blood." I screamed from the couch, "Oh my God, I have to see him. Sean must have needed me." But when I managed to stand up, a few seconds later it fell back on the sofa because my legs were still trembling and limp. Mom screamed and grabbed me. He asked me to calm down while saying that Sean was fine.

Selena moved out without waiting for a reply from me. I went back to crying and looked at Mom, "Mom, what's going on? Why is Sean so angry with me? What's my fault, Mom?" I asked on the sidelines of my crying. To make things even more painful, I miss her, I miss my gentle husband. For God's sake, what's up with that fucking room!

"It's your fault that you meddled in his private affairs, Mrs. Warner!"

I flinched, face turned to a man who had just made a sound. I looked at him sharply, showing my dislike with his impudent remarks. I didn't know him, how dare he rebuke me with his words. "You who? And, what do you mean?" ketus.

The man smiled, looking sincere. His smile was the opposite of the disrespectful sentence that had come out of his mouth. His posture is similar to Sean's, but this man is purely not Indonesian. The color of his skin, hair and eyes clearly showed he was a stranger.

Realizing I was waiting for his answer, he approached and sat down on one corner of the sofa, "I'm David Boseman, you can call me Dave. I'm Warner Enterprise's financial director and Sean's cousin" he said.

I, without replying, muttered, "Then, why are you here? Where's husband?" both of my hands were stretched out to wipe away the tears.

The man named Dave smiled at me again, "Sister-in-law, oh, can I call you that?" to hell with the call, I didn't answer, I just shook my head a little, asked him to answer my question.

"Well, I'll explain to you about the room. But can we just be both? He told others not to hear this, only you."

I looked at him in wonder, my curiosity growing higher. What exactly is in that room? I turned to Mom, without asking, Mom smiled and nodded. "I'll go." said I'm clean.

I walked in Mama and Mia's steps towards the door. Leaning there for a while, I needed the strength to hear whatever the man named Dave was going to say. I don't know why I'm worried. I turned around, as I looked back at Dave, I wiped away my tears. She tried to calm down but I hinted her to keep talking with my misty, sad eyes.

"Sister-in-law," he said in a slow and hoarse voice. She tilted her head, asking for my readiness to hear everything, and I nodded nervously and trembled, "The room contains everything about Aunt Lily, Sean's mother. No one has ever been in there but the two of us, Sean won't let anyone set foot in that room, especially you, brother-in-law. Sean loved Aunt Lily so much, the death of Aunt Lily left a trauma for her, Sean was hard..."

"I'm his wife...Why should he cover something about his mother from me?"

"Yes, you're his wife, but..."

A tense silence because Dave suddenly hesitated and silent makes me nauseous and dizzy. "But what, Dave?"

Dave took a deep breath, as if gathering his guts. But as he began to return to speak, his lips trembled. As if to tell what he was going to say was something horrible and painful. "The cause of his mother's death was your father, Franda."

"What do you mean, Dave?"

"I'm sorry, Franda. But that's what happened. Sean and I made sure of everything." Dave took a breath, "Twelve years ago, your father's company did a massive land clearing in Kalimantan, Borneo, but one of the trucks they used to haul downed trees hit a resident who caused him to die on the spot."

"Oh my God!" I screamed and was shocked. My hands were smothering my own mouth while tears were flowing down my cheeks. "You don't mean it. Dave. you're not..."

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