Falling in Love with My Own Wife
Chapter 47. Body and heart injuries
Long time Alia was unconscious, finally the woman opened her eyes as well. Alia blinked her eyes repeatedly to make her vision clear again.
"Mas" said Alia, moving her hand, but could not. His hands were tied back and his feet were tied. His position was now sitting on a chair in a large and luxurious room.
The sound of the room door was heard in Alia's sense of hearing, the hijab-wearing woman directly stared at the person who had appeared from behind the door.
"Udah realized it," said Bima smiling kindly. He came with food and drinks.
"Sister Bima," said Alia slowly. The weak features of the woman's body, she was not even able to let out her voice loudly.
Bima put the food and drink he brought on the table and walked over to Alia. The man crouched down while looking at Alia's pale face.
"I've been waiting for you to wake up a long time, just because you've been awake," said Bima no longer use the vocabulary of lo-gue because they're just alone. After all, for the man, lo-gue's vocabulary was too harsh for the woman of his heart.
"Why did Bima do this? Am I wrong?" alia asked, turning her face away. Bima smiled sweetly and then shook her head.
"Nothing wrong is not you, but your heart that I am not there" replied Bima softly. The softness that Alia did not expect.
"Please let me go, brother, I want to go home." Bima laughed at Alia's request. The man raised his body until his face and Alia faced each other.
"With one condition," said Bima with a sly smile. Alia who did not look at Bima's face can only continue to beristighfar for fear of something unwanted.
"You must be my wife," continued Bima made Alia directly look at the man in front of her. Alia smiled slightly making Bima so confused.
"Until I die, I won't be your wife!" said Alia firmly no longer use frills sis. Bima immediately laughed hearing that, he even held his stomach.
"Then anyway? I don't believe it. What if I say, your pretentious husband is dead," Bima said smilingly. Alia's body immediately stiffened violently hearing the words of the man in front of her now.
No. gabe. There is no way her husband why, after all Reza just went out of town, even she herself who drove her husband to the airport.
This must all be just a trick of Bima so that he feels sad and desperate.
"Unfortunately I can't believe it" said Alia, smiling slightly trying to stay calm.
Bima laughed again, now the man stood up and shifted the chair occupied by Alia facing the bed. Bima also walked to the bed and sat on the edge.
"Actually I doubt this bad news to you. Well, but since you don't believe me, I'll prove that your husband is already...." Bima demonstrated cutting her own neck while sticking out her tongue.
"....... die." Bima immediately laughed after that, making Alia completely frightened. This man in front of him seemed to have gone completely insane.
"My husband is alive! I just took him to the airport! Don't make it up, I won't trust people like you. Light up let me go!" alia firmly fixed on her stance that the husband is fine.
Bima stopped her laughter and looked hard at Alia, the man pulled out his phone and smiled.
"You want proof, don't you? I'll give you," said Bima stood up and approached Alia and showed a picture. It appears there was written news a few hours ago that a plane crashed and the plane was a plane that was boarded by her husband.
Bima also shifted the screen displaying a photo row of passenger names. Upon seeing that, Alia immediately went back to limp and as a result, her consciousness disappeared in an instant.
Bima looked at Alia with a longing gaze, the man had really gone crazy just because of a woman whose status was the wife of his own friend.
An hour later, Alia regained consciousness. After her eyes were perfectly opened and her life had already accumulated, the woman immediately cried in silence without a sound. He did not want Bima to come and disturb him, let him cry for a moment before thinking about how to get out of this house.
"Mas," Alia shrieked with tears that drenched her cheeks. Holding back crying so as not to speak is very painful, in addition to pain in the heart, also pain in the chest due to tightness.
"Why can you live alone? Why is it that we are dying," cried Alia slowly. His hands rebelled to escape, his legs also tried to remove the rope that tied him tightly in the chair.
"O Allah, may the husband of the servant be well. Hopefully all that Bima said was just a lie. I beg you, I beg you, O God."
"Again the cry?" bima asked, bringing the food he brought to Alia.
"The crying breaks first yes, time to eat." Bima pulled the seat that Alia occupied closer towards the bed.
Now, they sit facing. Alia was sitting on a chair, Bima was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Open his mouth," said Bima feed rice and side dishes. Alia did not open her mouth, the woman turned her face.
"Don't cry on, if you die, you don't live again. If the dead were you, Reza would not cry, there he would be seneng because he could marry another girl," said Bima thrust a spoon containing rice and side dishes into the mouth of Alia. Alia immediately moved to refuse to make the rice on the spoon fall scattered.
Weepy!
Alia immediately spat towards Bima's face making the man instantly close his eyes. Bima roughly wiped her face, her eyes opened again and stared intently at Alia.
Plaque!
"While I love you, that doesn't mean you can be the same as me!" bima snapped after slapping a slap into Alia's smooth face. Next to his hand that was still holding the plate immediately threw the plate in any direction until it broke and scattered.
"I have a limit to patience, Alia! And now, my patience is over!" Bima untied Alia's hand that was attached to the chair and then re-tied the hand to the front, as well as the leg that was untied from the chair and back in the tie again.
Roughly, Bima pulled Alia and held the married woman and threw her on the bed.
Alia screamed loudly pleading as Bima again beat her face. Her broken heart heard the news of her husband's death, plus her body that was sick from being beaten.
"Let's enjoy this hot afternoon with a hot activity as well" said Bima laughing loosely. The man started to strip off his top clothes making Alia scream for help.
"Until your voice runs out there will be no one to help you, baby. Okay, enjoy the game. I will be satisfied that you are more than your bastard husband," continued Bima up on the bed, crawling closer to Alia who had been battered made.
"Agod! Please don't!" yelled Alia hysterically.
"Nobody can help you, baby. Go and enjoy it!" bima said smiling mockingly.
Alia immediately spat on Bima repeatedly a sign of her rejection. It is better that he be beaten to death than to be tainted.
"Bad!"
Bugh!
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