CHARM SINGLE DADDY (Third Wife's Suffering 2)

CHAPTER 11 HOPE IS NOT A DREAM

Kemala was at the stop and waiting for public transportation. He returned home indeed separated from Arya, because it had been a deal before marriage to hide their status. While waiting for public transport suddenly someone grabbed his hair.

“Basic kids don't know themselves!”

Kemala groaned in pain and tried to remove the man's hand from his hair. Apparently it was the father who already knew if his son was married without asking permission.

Everyone who saw was so frightened, because Kemala's father came not only alone, but with his men.

“Daddy, sick! remove Mala's hair!”

“Sound the fucking kid! You've raised me, and when you get married you forget the father just like that. Huh!” His father still clutched Kemala's hair.

“Im sorry Kemala, Dad! Yes Kemala is wrong.”

“Where's the money your wooden husband gave you. Give it to Daddy!”

“Which money, Dad. My husband is a regular guy his job is the same as mine!”

Kemala was forced to lie because he did not want his father to touch the husband let alone to hurt him and did not want the father to know if Arya was the boss, Kemala was afraid Arya would be used for his money.

“Lying! Neighbor lekmu sir said everything. Fucking son of a bitch.” His father hit Kemala in the face repeatedly until Kemala fell.

“Stop! you're nuts! She's a girl, why play hajar!” stop someone who is at the stop.

Father Kemala's men immediately approached the man and also beat him up.

“You who? This is the business of a father and son who do not know themselves!” kemala's father encouraged the man who defended Kemala.

Kemala's father approached Kemala who was half conscious and fell at the stop. His father snatched the bag and took all the money Kemala gave Arya this morning and threw the bag in the face of Kemala, after which his father just left with his men.

After they left, Kemala was helped by mothers who were also at the stop. The mothers there are those who asked Kemala to sit in the chair of the stop there are also those who took his bag.

Kemala was in so much pain, his face flushed red, his nose and the corners of his lips bleeding. Her tears kept flowing in the corner of her eyes. Kemala felt pain from all over her tiny body. I think he wants to end his life.

Abi the in-laws accidentally saw the crowd at the stop and told his driver to slow down the speed of his car. How shocked to see Kemala crying and his face battered. Abi immediately ordered the driver to pull over and he opened his suit and got out of the car.

“Times! Why are you like this?” ask Abi worriedly.

“Sorry, whose master are you?” ask the mothers who are at the stop and also who help the kemala.

“Sorry, ma'am this is my boke, I work in that building." said Kemala while referring to the tall building across the street.

"Oh sir, please take him to the hospital, someone beat him up, rob him of his money. The person confessed to this Mother's Father.” continued the Mother.

“No need, sir. This is nothing. Let it be treated at home.” Kemala got up and finally he was unconscious, lucky Abi immediately caught him.

“Times! Holy hooch! please help get her to the car, Riyan! Open the car door!” Tell Abi at the end of the sentence to the driver.

Abi finally took Kemala to the nearest hospital while on the way Abi contacted Arya.

“Yes, Pa!” arya's voice was heard on her cell phone.

“Campret! Nang in kuwe?” abi asked mixed with worry.

“Ono opo, huh? I wes neng omah Karo kids.”

“Hah! Hahey! Even in matiin telpone!” Arya rushed out of the room and was wearing only a short celna and a tee shirt. He grabbed the keys to the car he had placed in the drawer of the television table.

“Zea! Zidan! Ma! I'm going first. There is something important!” Arya ran without seeing the mother and her two children gawking at her.

“What matters, if the work why not all of you do. Just like Papa, you are!” grutu Utari while watching Arya disappear behind the door.

Along the way Arya was so anxious, she should not have let Kemala go home alone again. Even though he didn't love her exactly yet. However, after Kemala denied his status as his wife, Kemala was his responsibility.

At the hospital, he went straight to the IGD. He went in and saw the Father sitting in the waiting chair.

“Pa! How is Mala?” arya asked worriedly, panicking, mixed into one.

“You'll see for yourself, he's not aware.”

Arya flipped through the curtains at the IGD and found Kemala with a scarred face. Eyes and cheeks and coatings bruised. Arya covered her mouth with her palm. He could not believe that anyone this loyal beat a woman, especially his wife. Arya grabbed Maka's hand and rubbed it. He watched his wife's small wrist. Imagining how this tiny body could fight him, it definitely could not.

“Excuse me, Are You a Family of Patients?” ask the nurse who came with the administration file.

“Iya, sus. I'm Her Husband.”

The nurse looked at Arya and saw Kemala. It is a very distant age difference.

“Why see me like that, Sus?”

“Ah, It's okay, sir. Please administration in the first care.” the nurse then handed over the paper and then left Arya.

Arya let out a long sigh while looking at Kemala. Then he went out to see the Papa.“ Pa, borrow the credit card first. I forgot to bring my wallet.”

Abi saw Arya at a glance so panicked that the child forgot to bring a wallet. Abi then took out his wallet and gave his credit card to Arya.“ Password wedding date Mama and Papa,” said Abi.

Arya immediately headed to the administration to pay all the medical bills of the wife. After paying all Aryans back to IGD.

“This, Pa. I'll change!” Arya gave her credit card to Abi.

“No need. Well, then Papa comes home first. You take care of that your wife. Papa wants to go home to Kalina. Your sister Fever.” Abi pats Arya on the shoulder and leaves Arya. Arya then approached Kemala.

“Times? You're aware?” tanya Arya saw Kemala about to rise.

“Master,” shrieked while holding his head. Arya immediately helped Kemala lie down and gently rubbed her hair.

“Rest first. I'm sorry I told you to go home alone.” Arya rubbed Kemala's forehead.

Kemala smiled thinly,” It's okay. I'm used to it like this.” Kemala got up and sat down to look at Arya who was currently so concerned about him.

“Yes, but this is the last time. Tomorrow you can no longer work, and your father's business is my business.” Arya then hugged Kemala.

Kemala was moved by the treatment of Arya who was willing to embrace him when he needed a hug of tranquility. She cried and hugged her husband. Wishing this moment is not a dream

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