Getting Married to a Cruel Man

New punishment

Nearly twenty minutes Haira curled her back to Mirza. His body froze and did not dare to move. His heart was agitated to hold in fear. Especially when Mirza's hands nudged her back, cold sweat poured through the pores. 

Unlike usual who was always scratching because of mosquitoes, this time Kemal looked calm, a thick blanket wrapped in his tiny body made the boy comfortable.

What did Mr. Mirza do, why can't he just shut up anyway, grumbling inwardly. 

Mirza reviewed the smile. Inhaling deeply the soothing aroma of shampoo. He misses Haira, his bravery against Arini makes Mirza salute.

His eyes were not sidetracked from Haira's calm back. 

"I know you haven't slept, Ra," Mirza said, staring back at the ceiling. Use both hands as pillows.

There was no answer, Haira's lips remained silent. Closing her eyes, pretending not to care about her husband. 

Mirza wrapped her hands around Haira's slender waist which made the empress surprised. 

Her chest rumbled violently as Mirza's breath hit her earlobe. 

"Tu...What do you want?" ask Haira nervously. Both of his hands were clutching the bedsheet underneath. 

"I just want to hug you, Ra." Kiss Haira's shoulders gently. 

At that time, the pain that Mirza had created suddenly made Haira hysterical. 

"Don't do that again, sir. I'm scared." Haira sobs and brushes Mirza's hand, which awakens the man. 

"Ra, what's wrong with you?" ask Mirza. Swiping Haira's trembling arm followed the body. Clutching her tightly again and whispering, "I won't do it again, Ra. I'm sorry, " said Mirza trying to calm Haira who was still drowning in tears. 

Mirza rubbed Haira's cheeks that were filled with tears. He laid his body down until the two looked at each other. 

"We'll start over, Ra. I will change my often rude attitude towards you. I'm not gonna hurt you again." Mirza hugged Haira. Kiss the woman's forehead gently and long. 

I'll heal your wounds. 

"Now go to sleep, I'll take care of you."

Mirza clutched Haira's body. Provides warmth in the midst of the increasingly quiet night. Occasionally rub the woman's cheeks gently. 

Haira's stalling hand linked her five fingers on Mirza's finger. 

"Help me to forget everything." 

Mirza nodded, giving a friendly kiss before the two fell asleep. 

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Haira squirmed, stretching her muscles that felt stiff. I heard laughter from behind the sofa. His eyes opened when he saw Kemal and Mirza playing together. 

"Come on Daddy, fight me." Kemal showed me the robot he thought was the most powerful. 

Mirza pulled out a large robot from behind. Then the two fight each other. They looked happy, especially Kemal who was hungry for affection, now felt his life was complete.

Haira smiles. He pulled his blanket and went down to them. 

"Mommy's awake." As usual, Kemal kissed Haira's cheek as a good morning greeting. 

From the deepest of hearts, Mirza was envious of Kemal's behavior, but she could not be as free as the boy.

Kemal looked at Mirza and Haira alternately. 

"Can daddy kiss Mommy?" tanya Kemal plain. 

Haira rounded her eyes. His heart was pounding loudly hearing Kemal's words. 

Mirza had kissed her many times last night, but that was only to help the sad Haira, now she was embarrassed if it happened again. 

Mirza smiled, if she could, she wanted to ask Kemal to urge her mommy to nod, maybe it would be an unattainable wish. 

"Mommy, can you?" Kemal shook Haira's arm. 

"No papa" said Mirza quickly. 

At that instant Haira's face blushed red. Feeling cornered by the situation. 

"Fuck mommy, I've closed my eyes." Kemal covered his face with both palms. 

Mirza scratched her non-itchy eyebrows. Still waiting for Haira's approval who seemed doubtful.

"What's it not?" ask Kemal without lowering his hand. 

"Kemal don't open your eyes if daddy hasn't told you yet?" mirza. 

"Yes Daddy, '' Kemal replied later. 

Without warning, Mirza pulled the nape of Haira's neck and kissed the woman's lips gently and long. Although Haira did not reply to him, it still felt sweet and did not want to be stopped. 

After a few minutes, Mirza took off her kiss and rubbed Haira's wet lips. 

"I can open my eyes, son," Mirza said afterwards. 

Kemal looked at his parents alternately and smiled. 

"Thank you Daddy for coming. Mommy's been lonely all along. Mommy always cries in heavy rain. Our house is leaking. Mommy doesn't have the money to replace it. Can mommy and I stay with Daddy?" 

"I'm sorry" Haira said shyly. 

Mirza's heart fell upon hearing Kemal's words. His life has been full of luxury. What is desired is accomplished, while the child and his wife must suffer and live in deprivation. 

Kemal lowered his head. Complaining is not a good attitude, and Haira has taught her that not everything she hears is complained to others, but her very small soul can sometimes not bear to keep it all. 

"Kemal and mommy can stay with daddy forever." 

"Really?" tanya Kemal.

Mirza nodded then picked up her phone that was on the table. He called Erkan. He told the man to come to his room. 

A few minutes later, Erkan was already pecking at the doorway. The well-groomed man in a black suit was silently waiting for orders. 

"Kemal playing with uncle Erkan. Daddy wants to talk to mommy for a minute." 

Kemal ran over to Erkan. 

After the door closed tightly, Mirza turned to sit beside Haira. Easing the distance between the two. 

"Be like a wife to her husband. Give me a chance to look after you and Kemal." 

"What about the letter of agreement, sir?"

"I am the first party, it means I have the right to change everything. The punishment still stands."

Paused his speech for a moment, holding both of Haira's arms.

"Be a real wife to me. I'll be Kemal's Daddy and our kids later."

Clear circles escaped wetting Haira's cheeks. He saw sincerity in Mirza's bead of eyes. As if to describe, if the man had really changed.

"But I cannot be Miss Lunara, I am Haira who is not worth the degree, sir."

"You received a new sentence, or parted with Kemal?" threatening Mirza made Haira even more afraid. He does not understand Mirza's sometimes gentle attitude, but can also be rude at the same time.

"Baa... Fine, Mister. I will be punished again. But please don't separate me from Kemal."

Mirza smiled full of kenennagna and hugged Haira.

I'm sorry, Ra. Not that I mean scolding you, I just don't want you to keep rejecting me. From today on, you and Kemal will be by my side forever.