Exchange Myself for Justice

Chapter 19

I haven't seen the man's nose for a few days, it's made my heart calmer. I could move more freely in that house.

This morning I brought Zafran sunbathing on the back porch. For a few days he had not seen the morning sun. Seen my favorite baby wriggling with a reddened face due to glare.

I smiled seeing him. She was so cute and adorable, I gave a kiss all over her face, her cheeks had started to puff up because she was so strong ASI.

"Good morning, Papa's home!" the cry of someone I already know who he is.

I don't look, stay focused on my baby. There was a feeling when he said Papa. Is his inner bond so strong that he recognizes as the Papa of my son.

He pulled out a chair, then sat right in front of me who was holding Zafran. His gaze was not between me and my son.

"Why shut up? You don't want to welcome your future husband home?" he said it made me sick to hear that question.

I glanced at her glance, she immediately greeted with a sickening smile for me.

"Why are you so confident? I've said many times that I don't want to marry you! I just want to get out of here!" I firmly express the desire that I have been harboring for a few days.

She looked at me, this time looking more relaxed than usual. His hands rested on both knees, his body slightly ducking the look of the eagle's eyes locked on me.

"If I force you to stay married to me, what?" tanyanya with a thin smile.

"I still don't want to."

"You think I'm gonna give up? Hm! That's impossible in my dictionary!"

I looked at him still in disbelief. What he expected of me. Didn't she herself say that I was her enemy, but now she wants to marry me.

"Actually what did you do to me? Don't you hate me so much, so why do you want to marry me?" aska I want to know.

He stood up from sitting, his legs moving about two meters back to back, both hands into his jeans pocket, a straight look forward to hit the pool that shows the water is so clear.

I was still staring at the stout body that was behind me. From his gesture body language there was something he wanted to say, but it was hard to say.

"Why are you quiet? Is it just for revenge?" I can't wait to hear her answer.

Slowly his face lifted up, a long sigh was heard. "If you want what?" the answer came out as well, his body still turned back to me.

My heart ached hearing the answer from him. I immediately stood up, I stepped a little closer to him, now my position is right behind him.

"Only because of revenge can you take away the rest of my happiness? Whether by changing my body has not relieved you. I don't even have a future anymore. Why don't you just let me live happily with my son. That's my fault, for the money you must hold such a deep grudge."

A round of tears fell on both of my cheeks. Why is he so evil. Hasn't my suffering been enough all this time? He's really the selfish and very evil man I've ever met in this life.

He just kept silent and said nothing, his body like a rock, and maybe his heart had become that stiff hard object.

I immediately left the place and went back to the room. I shed my tears with all the pain in the qalbu. Now what am I supposed to do? Do I have to let this suffering go on. Marrying someone we don't love and instead, she just wants revenge.

Since our conversation that morning, I could only give up and no longer want to ask her anything. He also looked indifferent not to disturb the calmness of me and Zafran. For me it's better.

The days I spent were like birds in a cage. I could only see the view from behind the window, but I could not enjoy the beautiful fresh air in the Riau Islands.

That guy doesn't come home sometimes, there's even a week he hasn't shown his face in this house. Maybe he was with his wife and family spending some time.

It does not feel that now Zafran is three months old, it is a sign that he has been scheduled to marry me long enough. I'm so grateful, maybe he's no longer interested in getting revenge on me.

It's been two weeks that he's been absent from the villa, making me breathe a sigh of relief. I hope he forgets everything and lets me go. This morning I was relaxing cradling my baby in the back garden where I used to breathe fresh air.

"Non Zahira, Non asked Mr. Zico to prepare," Bibik said approaching me with a slight hasty step.

"Wetting?" I don't understand, but the feeling starts to unsettle.

"Yes, Non, inside there is MUA to prepare Non Zahira to carry out the contract," explained the middle-aged woman. Instantly my world stopped spinning my lips suddenly mute.

What I feared has now become reality. The man was not completely absent from his intentions. I quickly made my way to my room, and I locked the door from the inside. I really don't want to marry her. I don't want to be just used as an outlet for his anger.

"Non! Open door! Don't make you angry, Non!" The men called out to the man. I don't care, I even close my ears while crying.

Twenty minutes of the boisterous noise stopped, I wiped away the tears. I clenched my baby body tightly in search of a bit of calm.

"Zahira! Open door!" call the man from outside.

I was shortened to hear a voice that now felt more and more horror. I just kept quiet and didn't answer.

"Zahira open the door! Otherwise I'll just push it!" threatening is so scary. But I still don't care.

"I don't want to marry you! Go then! don't bother my life again!" I jolted hard.

Braaakk! Brakk!

The door of the room opened perfectly when it was broken down by two sturdy men who were guarding it outside that time. I saw the man standing on the doorstep with the spotlight on.

"Now get ready, don't make me angry!" he snapped with anger.

"No! I said no!" I'm not less upset.

He walked closer to me. With a flash of lightning his hand grabbed Zafran from my hand. Of course I'm surprised not to be a bitch. He was so cunning as to use my son to defeat my rebellious soul.

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