CHEATING ON MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND
CHEATING ON MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND episode "13"
"come in..!! come in...!!!" dad pulled my hand to enter an empty house on the beach, there was no other house on the right left of the house, it was located far to the road
"don't dad... Ira doesn't want to, let go of Ira... !" I asked the man who was dragging me rough, I thrashed trying to release the grip of my father's hand but couldn't afford it, wanted to scream for help but I was afraid that if my father was caught by the mother who would be affected by it, and again my relationship with my father had been exposed
dad squeezed my body against the wall, his breathing went up and down, his anger erupted he could not control, his hands are now in my head that are not hijab anymore because of the pull of the father, he said,my hair on the pull looked up my head in front of him and I could only close my eyes
"i told you not to have anything to do with another man why you're so stubborn" my neck hurt because it was just like that by my father
"dad lepsakan, Ira. just want to live a normal life, Ira tired must continue like this father, Ira please let Ira feel" Ira groaned as I endured the pain, father released his crush on my body, Ira asked to let go,then pushing me down, I crawled closer to the man in the rage
"dad.. have all this done, let Ira live freely, Ira just want to have a partner like others, Ira beg you..!" I rest at the feet of my stepfather, I,that's all that came to my mind
"you want to live like someone else who has pairs!? be good...
I'll marry you!!" father's words to the thunderous lightning struck my body, I let go of my father's legs and sat down, how could he have such thoughts
"what do you mean..and then how will you make me honey for my mother!!?" ask me on the man who is still standing with his dashing
"we're going to leave this town, we're staying all that makes me feel fed up!!" say it again with a face full of hate
"this is impossible! this can't happen, Ira don't want to!" I who was still sitting on the floor of the filthy house continued to resist the crazy father's will
"if you don't want to follow my will, I'll completely finish you off, let me be in jail, but my heart is content not to see you with anyone else" I'm flabbergasted again,my mouth seems locked can't be spoken anymore when dad says that
"i love you Ira. I won't let you go, I've cared for you since you were a child, until you're grown up and this beautiful, I won't be able to see you in someone else's possession,I could go crazy thinking that" now that my father was sitting right in front of me, I saw tears streaming down the cheeks of the man who always looked handsome, he was crying... that's how she felt about me all this time, loving me....
she was still crying while wiping her tears occasionally, I still couldn't say anything, I was still shocked by what I just heard from my stepfather's mouth
"you don't fight me anymore, baby... Follow your will, wait until the time comes we will go, you just have to collect a little more money" woo her to me, I think hard what should I do now, I think hard,just as good as following your will for now, so that you don't hurt me anymore
I nodded weakly, my father embracing me as he kissed my whole face, feeling warm as tears still flowed down his cheeks
"now that we go home, put your headgear back on, from today on I won't let us work, you just sit at home, until the money from my work is given we'll go" he raised my body that was still resting on the floor, tidying up my messy and dirty clothes, and then pulled me to ride the bike
we went home, but my spirit was left behind in that empty house, no more passion no more desire to live, all was bleak
the husband of my mother wants to marry me and die his wife and son who are also my mother and sisters, can I do things that even I can not think of, he said,what fate is this that God is giving me, not all this time I have been closer to Him, and always begging to make my life easier, but why is it getting harder,because of my dirty body, he refused to hear my prayer
Aril.. seprti what his current state, still he sat on the sand, holding pain and shame because of the behavior of the father earlier.
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I've been home for two weeks, not doing anything, just hoping there's a way to get as far away from here as possible, but there's never a gap, you're always watching me day or night, my phone is also confiscated by my father
"yet Ma'am... Ira wants to rest first" I said as I stared at her
ahhh.. The feeling of pain returned I felt when I looked at my mother's face, pain to heart, what should I do Mom. I do not want to hurt you anymore, I do not want to hurt you,I can't bear the crammed clear grains that want to wet my cheeks, I can only turn my face away, I don't want you to know that I'm suffering right now
"assalamualaikum. "a voice I know enough to be heard from the terrace.
"waalaikum salam." answered the mother as she moved from her seat to the door.
"Sarah... Who is this?" welcome the guest who just greeted me
"this is Sarah Bu Tina's mother" I woke up to hear Sarah's words earlier, was she really with Miss, what are they here, because some time ago father had hurt his son
"oh.. mother please come in" welcome mother to the two guests, I still stand surprised by their presence
"Sarah has Sarah with her mother." said the mother, asking them to sit down, I approached Ms. Nila and kissed the back of the woman's hand, then approached Sarah and sat down with her,on my face, there was only a smile, no angry look like I was worried, and Sarah just smiled looking at me
"i'll drink a little while" said the mother who would move from her seat
"don't. don't need Mom, we don't take long" said Bu Nila stopped the mother.
"nothing Miss .. is just warm tea" mother then got up and stepped into the kitchen
"you're how Ira is.." Madam asked me softly.
"good news Ira ma'am" the woman looked at me with a look I didn't understand, she kept a smile on her lips
"you have no more work, Ra" asked Sarah, nudging my arm
"no sis, it's been two weeks that I don't work anymore, I want to rest" Sarah Haya mangosteen heard my words, a moment later my mother came with a few cups of tea on the tray, and she said,hot water is always available in thermos, so it doesn't take long for you to make tea
mother composed one by one glass containing her homemade warm tea and then sat on a chair opposite Bu Nila
" Mom... before I apologize, my challenges here have been troublesome right" Madam Indila started the conversation
"it's nothing ma'am, it looks like it's what you want to say" asked my mother curious, I also asked in my heart, what exactly is the purpose of Madam tilapia coming to my house,if because the father beat Aril at that time, like yes it is impossible, looking at the facial expressions of the two of them who only showed a smile
"i represent my son Aril, want to ask if Ira's son mother already has, if not already I intend to propose Ira to be married to my son Aril" said Bu Nila tenag,but it shakes my heart and soul
"what..
