Forced to Marry Stepbrother

18. Brought

POV CANA

“Astagfirullah..., what have you done?”

My tears started to flow more and more after hearing Mother's screams echoing throughout the room.

The father who heard it immediately stood up, no longer menIndIhku. Meanwhile, I could only lie down because my hands were still tied. I can't let go.

“What have you done, Mas?” repeat Mom while approaching Father.

“He teased me, Honey. The girl you raised as a child was very good at theatrics. He forced me to do that. He secretly admired Mas. He tried to stop her, but she was very good at seducing. Come along and be tempted, honey. Mas sorry.”

My heart aches to hear the depraved man speak. With subtlety he flips through the facts.

With great difficulty, I tried to untie my hand and gratitude succeeded. I got up and walked over to Mom.

“Neg, Mom. Everything he said was wrong. He's the one who teased Kana. He forced. I believe in Kana. Can't possibly lie to Mom.”

I tried to hold Mom's hand, but my dear Mom brushed it off.

“Bu..., Kana swore that Kana did not tease you. What you said was all slander, Bu.”

“Stop your bullshit, Na. I know you're lying. Don't believe his words. You can't possibly tease Kana. I'm very sure that Kana has seduced you. Because she's not a good girl.

The reason why I canceled my engagement with her was because of that. He slept with a lot of men. He's not a per4wan. She really is a seductress.”

Again, a barrage of slander will spread me. This time it was Dien who said it.

“Tega you said that, Di. But you don't know the truth. I'm not a good woman. I know it. I'm no longer a per4wan. I admit that too. But I'm not a seductress. I could have sworn it would.”

“Quite Cana! It turns out that all this time I've been fooled by your fake story. I didn't think that you were so subtle that you lied to Mom.”

Mom looked at me sharply. His chest is up and down.

“Mother's patience is over. From this moment on you are no longer my son. Now also lift your feet from this house!”

“Bu.., Cana please. Don't drive Kana. I don't have anyone else, Mom. Kana doesn't know where to go. Pity Kana, Bu.”

I again tried to grab Mom's hand and tried to hold it.

“Don't you have a lot of men, Na? Why don't you ask them for help? Can't you sleep with them again? I'm pretty sure, they'll want to do that, ” cynical Dien who has now pulled my body away from Mom.

“I'm talking to Mom. Not the same you,” ketusku while throwing his hand that has since dragged my hand.

As soon as possible, I went back to my mother who was now out of her room. Because my only hope is Mother.

“Bu..., wait! Listen to Kana's explanation first! What you said was not ben—“

“Enough, Kana! I don't listen to your lies anymore. You should still be grateful that I did not ask you to return all the facilities you have used during your stay here.”

“Bu...., if God alone can still forgive the fault of His servant, why would you not forgive Cana?”

“Don't carry the name of God for all the evil you've done Cana! End all your ciphers and quickly leave my house before I have the security guards expel you.”

I still want to defend everything so that Mom can trust me, but I haven't told you what I want to say, my hand has been pulled out first.

“Bring him out, Di! I'm not looking at it!” said Mother Ketus.

“Aaa...,” pekikku when he realized that Dien raised me. Cuddling me with useless stuff.

“Go from here and don't come back! Find a man who can satisfy you. And don't dream of bothering my family again because until anytime, my family and I won't be willing to accept a seductive girl like you.”

Again, this pain must return. I tried to catch my breath and throw it rough.

‘Yes Allah, the servant believes in Your word that You will not test a servant beyond the limits of His ability. Give me the ability to get through this. Servant leave everything to You, O Lord. Guide servant in living it.’

“Titip greetings for Mom. Thank you for accepting a seductive girl like me. I will not forget your kindness. May God always protect and protect you. I'm pampering. Assalamualaikum.”

I then took my stuff that a while ago was brought by the security guard. Even though I didn't know where I was going to take it, I kept pushing my way, away from the house that a few months ago became the most comfortable place in my life.

“Mbak where are you going? Want me to drop off?” said a motorcycle taxi driver who might feel sorry to see me walking with a lot of luggage.

“Still, Sir. But, I just want to come here, sir. Come,” I said and quickly passed.

I don't know why I'm afraid to meet strangers, let alone men. The shadow of what happened a few hours ago is still fresh in memory.

I was really worried that such an incident would happen to me again so that as much as possible I wanted to avoid men.

After a few lams of walking, I finally found the mosque. Yes, maybe today until tonight, I can spend the night in the mosque because I don't know where to go.

Only the mosque is the safest place I can go to. I hope no one will throw it out. When that happens, I have to spend the night on the streets.

Just cross the street and I'll get to the mosque. However, I had not crossed yet, the black sedan first stopped and pulled me into it.

I could see some men dressed in all black who were about three people in it. His face was invisible because they were wearing black masks.

"Who are you?"

I walked backwards, trying to escape. However, I haven't had time to do that my consciousness first disappeared.

It seemed like they were drugging me because after a handkerchief-like cloth was brought to my face, my gaze became blurred and gradually disappeared. Even with my hearing that began to deafen.

Before my consciousness was completely exhausted, I still had time to drop something I took off my hand. I don't know what it is. I don't even know it myself. Hopefully it can be a clue if thankfully there will be people who want to look for me.

Before everything went dark, I could still hear the whispers of my heart.

‘Yes Rabbi, protect your servant.’

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