Exchange Myself for Justice

Chapter 21

I was still crying, The man was still standing right in front of me. I accidentally saw fresh blood dripping from his knuckles.

As soon as my crying subsided, I opened both palms of my hands that covered my face. Unbearable feeling in my heart, I immediately grabbed his hand.

"Lord, your hands are bleeding."

"Deliver! What do you care about me!" he threw my hand violently.

Back my guts shrieked as I stared at that face full of anger. "Sir, please give Zafran back to me. I want to give her ASI," I pleaded.

He soon passed leaving me alone. I returned to chasing and held back his steps. "Sir, please give me back my son. Hicks..."

The man's heart seemed dead, he paid no heed to my cries. He immediately came out and locked me back in from the outside.

"Master! Open the door, open it!" I screamed with a cry I could no longer bear. I cried and banged on the door of the room so tired it came to me.

I don't know how long I've been sitting in the corner right behind the door. I felt asi-ku was full wet my clothes, my tears broke again my son must have been thirsty. I miss him so much, why he broke me and my son.

Tired of crying makes me unconscious already asleep in a sitting position. I woke up when I heard the door open. I immediately saw who the person who entered, hoping that the man came to bring Zafran to my lap.

"Eat!" that baritone voice cut off my daydream while still hoping he'd come with Zafran. But the man only carried a tray filled with food.

I just kept quiet not one bit from my seat. I want nothing but my son. Seeing that I did not respond to his words he walked over, then crouched down with the tray still in his hand.

"Let's eat!" he put out that tray.

I raised my face to look at the eagle bead. "Sir, I don't want to eat anything. I just want my son," I pleaded.

"I'm asking you to eat, not for intrusion!" obviously back.

"But I beg, I want my son now! Why do you have the heart to separate that red baby from his mother. You know he needs me!" my voice has started to rise. I was so upset with him.

"You don't have to worry about him, he's safe in my hands. Eat now!" he returned to the tray.

My heart aches, my soul shakes, it feels like life wants to escape my body. It hurt so much to be separated by a baby I had been struggling to keep for nine months in the womb, and I was born with a life bet, but now he separated me from my baby. I don't even know how she is right now.

I just cried hugging my longing for an innocent baby that I now don't know where. I buried my face on both knees, my body shook again because of the cry I was unable to endure.

"Didn't you listen to my orders? Why don't you eat, do you want to die?"

I raised my head, slightly looking up at him with anger that I was trying to hold back. I took the tray, then slammed the floor.

Guts!!

The tableware broke apart. This time I don't care if he wants to hurt me or even kill me. I'm tired of all this.

He looked at me with flaming rage, his breathing roar up and down, his hands outstretchedly encapsulating my chin firmly. I don't know, it looks like he's only capable of doing that when his anger can't hold him against me.

"You're really brave to me!" he said with his jaw hardened so that his teeth were grinding.

"I hate you! Please do what you want, I don't care! You're so mean, you humans don't have feelings! Did you kill my baby? Just so you know, I survived only because of my son. But now that you've separated me from him, you better kill me!!" I screamed with tears.

He came out and left me in chaos. I still cry in despair, I miss Zafran so much. I don't want anything.

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[POV Zico Hamdi]

I also hired a nurse to look after the baby. Before I left the baby, I asked the nurse to consult a pediatrician to find the best and suitable for him.

"I'm asking you to take care of this baby as best you can, and make sure the suit is suitable for him. I don't care what the cost is that it's important that this baby is taken care of at its best!" I ordered the nurse.

"Okay, sir, I've contacted the pediatrician, he's on his way here" the nurse replied. I was a little relieved then immediately returned to the villa to hold a marriage contract.

Upon arrival at the villa, it turns out that the pak penghulu is already there. I immediately sat in front of him with several witnesses coming. I just invited some of my staff in the office. Yes, this marriage is indeed closed. I haven't told both my parents.

Maybe some people will ask why I should marry my own enemy, the answer is I do not know. When that woman was in my hands, then the desire to have so great in my heart.

I don't know with this feeling. Did I fall in love with that woman the first time I met her in a hotel room? I don't know, I can't get that answer myself.

I just follow my heart. Sometimes the heart and logic are the opposite. The heart wants to have, but logic wants to let go. Evil is indeed the way I chose to separate her from her baby, but I just wanted to teach her a lesson.

I just want to have that woman completely so she doesn't think about her ex-husband anymore, I want to remove that man from her heart, I'm the only man she can think of. Maybe right now I look very evil, but behind everything I do I want to make her and her child happy.

After carrying out the contract, my heart felt very relieved, finally this rebellious woman was already mine, but my heart was not yet calm if I could not have it completely. I have deliberately not brought him and his son together, before he did his duty as a wife.

Sometimes what I think about that woman is always not what I expected, I thought she would follow my wishes, but my wife is really a very stubborn woman.

If it is difficult to follow my wishes, then I will return the baby to his lap. In fact, he was still adamant with his wishes, so in the end I returned unable to hold my emotions.

My heart ached as much as she said that I would never get her heart, if I could not get hers, so why would I go this far.

I came out of that room to dampen my emotions, I went to the hotel room where the baby that I now consider to be my own son, I wanted to make sure that the baby was okay. If something bad happened to her, I could not forgive myself.

I had a little time to play with the little baby to find peace, for some reason when I looked at the innocent clean face my heart became erratic, honestly, I loved him as much as my real child.

I actually could not bear to see Zahira crying hysterically while asking for her baby, but again my selfish attitude overcame that pity. I don't want to give up until my wish is reached.

I returned to leave the baby to the nurse, after which I went home to see the state of my wife, because I had locked her from the outside.

"Sir, has Zahira eaten yet?" ask Bibik, though,

"No, sir, Bibik wants to deliver food, but the door is locked" explained the woman.

"Supply a new meal now, Bik!"

"Good, Sir."

After receiving a tray of food from Bibik, I immediately headed to the room to feed him. When I walked in, I saw that woman was so messed up and pathetic. I can't bear it, but in order to maintain my pride, I try to be ordinary.

I keep being firm. If only his heart wanted me, then I wouldn't be able to do this to him. I wanted to hug her to give her peace and say. "Calm down, honey, everything's fine. Our son is fine, he is good and healthy" but again the unexpected thing happened again.

Zahira is back, her emotions are exploding. The food I gave him was spilled to pieces. My anger is getting worse. I wanted to teach him a lesson, but when I looked into those innocent eyes my heart was always heartless.

This time his gaze was full of nothingness, a look of resignation within him. The less I could bear, the more I hurt him. Separating him from the baby seemed to make his soul shaken. I don't want to regret it. I left that place.

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