Deepest Wound

WANT TO CHANGE HISTORY

...Happy reading...

“I don't want to look worse in the eyes of my family. It's enough that I get the nickname of the unlucky child of my own family, I don't want to add another new nickname.”

“But you can't marry anyone other than you, and you know that. Brother can't be far from you, Dek..” I can see earnestness in those eyes, but I am also powerless with my own destiny.

“We can both fight to forget each other.” I changed my position because I was also sick when I said that sentence. And again my tears I can't stand.

“What, forgetting!? You know it's not easy, you can say it like that!”

“It is not easy, Bang.but we have no other choice. I also do not want to take a child who became the backbone of his family for my selfishness!” This time Bang Fauzan really could not say anything more. He seemed to be aware of what I was saying.

I also know myself enough because before Bang Fauzan knew me, he belonged to his family and I was nothing. The knowledge I got at the school that Dad chose at that time is still stuck in my brain. At least I know the duty of a boy to his parents. Now I understand the wisdom of what happened a few years ago so that I was forced to study there. I may lack the affection of my family, but I will not lack morals.

Bang Fauzan squeezed his coarse hair the look of his face looked very frustrated with my decision. He sat his body on the edge of the bed whose size was not too large. Then I approached him trying to persuade me that I was actually the most hurt in this situation. My experience with many wounds ranging from me being dumped by my family to staying married by my loved ones has made me a little more able to cope with the situation.

“Bang, we have to let go of all this. Maybe I wasn't meant to be happy. But I'm sure, there will be happiness for Brother.” While I sat beside him.

“If we can't be together, but you won't marry anyone!”

“But Brother's family has found a mate. If you refuse then your family will blame me.”

“So you want to marry someone else!?”

“There is no other choice,” I replied with tears. Which woman wants to let someone she loves marry someone else. But it's circumstances that make me have to decide all this.

“We will ask for blessing after we get married. They will definitely resign and give our blessing,” said Bang Fauzan while upholding his seat and staring at me with the look of his eyes that are difficult to read.

I frowned not understanding what that meant. Not over I thought, Bang Fauzan grabbed my nape and then I*u*u my b*bir me*ag*tnya gently. Then the pag*tan was getting hotter and Bang Fauzan made my body lie on the mattress that became our seat earlier.

“Bang..!” I had a chance to call his name before finally my mouth back in the silence by Bang Fauzan with b*bir and l*d*hnya who increasingly dancing wildly in my oral cavity. I tried to push her body away from my body. But the body seemed not to be displaced at all.

“Bang...enough! I'm scared!” I screamed when I got a crack. Tears flowed from the corner of my eye.

Bang Fauzan turned to kiss my neck and kissed it*without listening to me asking him to stop. His hand was behind my t-shirt me*aba and even m*re*as part of my body.

My body trembled, my tears more and more flowing soaking my temples and hair. I ran out of words to make Bang Fauzan stop.

“I don't want to be like Mama and Papa who married without blessing and ended in divorce! I don't want my son to be the same fate as me. Hiks...hiks hiks...!” Finally my tears burst into the corner of the hotel room. Either because of my words or because my crying voice was too loud. Bang Fauzan who was about to flick the cover of my upper assets immediately stopped as realized.

He rubbed his face rough while taking a sitting position on the edge of the mattress. And slowly I got up from my position with my body still shaking. I put down my shirt which had been broadcasted up and then I cried again while covering my face that had been flooded by tears.

Bang Fauzan approached and hugged me who was still stunned. “Sorry, Brother really loves you and is afraid of losing you, Dek...”.

“Dek..., what should you do...?” Bang Fauzan prostrated himself on my lap as if he was very sorry.

I tried to stop my crying and regulate my breathing before speaking. I put my hand on the head of Bang Fauzan who was still bowed in my lap.

“Do as I said earlier. Marry the woman your family wants. That way my brother has helped me to change the view of the Brother family towards me.”

“Dekk...!?” Bang Fauzan immediately raised his face.

“If invited, I will try to come,” continued me without seeing the face of Bang Fauzan who is now staring fixedly at me.

Bang Fauzan aligned the positions of the two of us and then directed my face to look at him. “Anita Agustina Aziz.I love you so much. I have memorized the name for me to say at the time of ijab qabul. But if you ask him to change that name to someone else's, then I will. I did it for you a.”

I went back to tears not knowing to be sad or happy when I heard the words that came out of the mouth of the person I love. But it seems like my name is not destined to be written in a book with the sacred bond of marriage.

🤧🤧

Not only do I want to change the family view of Bang Fauzan, but I also want to break the chain of people's scorn about the history of my parents who were married without blessing. If I also do the same, then those people will cheer more and more happy and say “fruits fall not far from the tree”. Of course I won't allow that. Although I was ignored since childhood, still I felt pain when I heard their name called with ridicule.

...Tbc...

-

-

-

Othor is confused to choose words for adult scenes in order to escape. In addition to othor who are still innocent also 😂😂✌

**Don't forget the trail to get tired othor paid with support from you👍

Thanks for likes & comments 😍**