CHEATING ON MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND

CHEATING ON MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND
CHEATING ON MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND episode "6"



my condition continued to weaken, I lost consciousness, no matter what happened to me, until I found my body lying with a complete servant, still in the same room.


"Ira .. You are conscious, thank you..."


there was a worried look on the face of the man who was holding my hand, a feeling of pain enveloped the entire body, shadowed what I experienced some time ago until I was unconscious.


I hold my hand, I hold my hand, it's upset, it's angry that I feel for him, we enjoy this relationship together but the pain I have to bear alone


" you why... angry with dad?


that hurt a lot, didn't it???"


the question of the man who had been bullying me for so many years was not answered, all I had in my shadow was the face of my mother, the mother who had given birth to me in the world,is that the pain that you experienced when you gave birth to me? or maybe it hurts even more than I feel, isn't it like a mother giving birth is a life on the edge


I have tears that feel warm on my cheeks


what I did with my stepfather all this time I had to end, I don't want what I'm going through today to happen again and mother...


I'm sorry, mother, for being a thorn in your flesh.


my body was still weak when my father pushed me to the bike, we would be ready to go home because it was late in the afternoon, but not our destination, he said,I'm gonna put me in one of the closest guesthouses in my town, so my unsuspecting mother sees me as weak and pale,then dad will go straight home, I died alone in the guest room


***


"Sir, are you getting pale, son.?, your wind has not healed yet?"


mother approached me who had been lying in bed for two days, I did not fully recover, my reason if asked by mother because of stomach pain, wind, my innocent mother believed it.


"iya Ma'am.Ira's stomach is still mules, Ira wants to take another day off school yes ma'am" I asked my mother


"yeah, if it is not healthy do not need to go to school first"


spoon after spoon of rice with warm soup in the mouth of my mother, worried look on her face, the face that I have betrayed her love.


***


it's been a month since I've done ab*Orsi,


the body to get healthier, graduation tests only count days, father several times invite me to channel his desires, all the time denied by the reason my stomach still hurts, I no longer want to serve my father, I do not want to serve my father,no longer want to be made his slave.


[sad... father already miss this,night father wait yes].


I read a message from my father, a message with the same content, which I have rejected several times for various reasons


[yeah ... Ira's still belom can be like well, Ira's still sick in the stomach]


[cook has not healed yet, I can't stand this anymore, it's been too long...


I want ya baby, I'll wait for tonight]


the message made me uneasy, how to avoid dad's invitation, he could just go in the room and pull me into the kitchen


my feelings have been bland since that incident.


***


"bik... Ira wants to stay here tonight..."


aunty is the sister of mother, aunty's house is not too far from my house, I often stay here if uncle is out of town for work, but tonight I am not staying because there is no uncle, no uncle,I was avoiding my stepfather.


"yes it's okay, my aunt loves aunty's house so rame if there's you"


aunty was so happy that I stayed at her house, she loved me as much as mother, from my little aunt was helping because I had no father, she said,until she married her new husband again, my aunt still gave her affection for me


Tok..! Toks!.. Tok..!


"salamaloret..."


"may.open the door"


the voice outside the house was very recognizable, why he came here when I avoided it


" yep bang Ikbal, what's up?"


aunt's voice sounded after opening the door


"may Ira where? her mom told me to pick her up"


dad was lying, I'm sure mom didn't ask you to pick me up


"lho.. bang, why was he picked up, Ira would like to stay here" said the aunt in a disappointed tone.


"yes, that's your brother not feeling well he said, he wants Ira to take care of his sister"


ah.. no way, so mom was fine when I said goodbye to stay at aunt's house


"indeed her sister Tina is sick what bang? yes Ira let me go home next time nginapnya"


I came out of the room to see my father, his face looks upset without a smile, he must be upset because I kept avoiding his invitation


I sat behind my father's wheel, he didn't take me home, the motorbike we were riding was headed to the garden far from the waraga settlement


"down you, hurry..!!"


snapped the father who made me jump off the bike


"why do you keep avoiding me, huh..!?"


dad pulled my hand and dragged me towards the bush, there was no lighting in the area, only dim moonlight


"let go of Ira dad, why did you bring her here!"


I tried to take off my father's hand which gripped me firmly


"you still ask me why I brought you here! that's because I can't stand watching you keep avoiding me!!!"


my breath gasping for breath continued to wriggle away from him, I saw the man's face flushed red with anger, his gaze ferocious as if to pounce on me


"that's enough! Ira doesn't want to do it anymore, she doesn't want to hurt mom!!!"


dad took off my hand and swept his face rough


"Aaaargh!!!" sakmakin's anger became when I called mother's name


"fuck your mother, I just want you to be her whole life!!!"


dad pulled back my body and shook it to the ground, he was doing what he had been holding, I still struggled to escape, he slapped me in the face several times because he kept fighting back,but my resistance is not worth his energy.


he continued to do the action without caring for my cry, doing it over and over again until he was satisfied, then got up and grabbed my hair rough


"you heard! I don't want any more rejection from you, if when I want you to avoid it you'll feel more than this"


his face was near me, his breathing was rough hunting, he raised me with his hands still clutching at my hair and pushed me back down, not a word that could be spoken, he said,I just cry holding the pain


"wear your clothes! we're going home!"


he snaps and then passes to the motorcycle