I'm not Your Wife
Part 86 in Peralat
That night was nothing like the night before. Moon can go home accompanied by Miss Rina. Today he had to go home alone.
Just a few hours, the Moon felt something strange. He heard the sound of mysterious footsteps following him.
The moon tried to look back to make sure, but he didn't see anyone there. He rubbed the back of his neck. That night really felt horrible.
"Why am I afraid of fear? Is that just my feeling?" The moon sped up his steps, he did not want anything bad to suddenly attack him.
Sure enough, when he was about to run. Someone smothered his mouth from behind and made it difficult to scream until he finally fainted.
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The still sleeping space was shocked, The photo of his wedding with Sekar fell from the hanger and broke.
"God? what'sthat?" Space sat and looked around. Sure enough, he saw the photo was destroyed leaving a photo that was hit by a shard.
"Dark? what'sthis?" The spaceman wakes up and takes the photo. "Why do I feel bad? is the wind outside so strong?" Space opens the window. He did not see any wind at all. The branches of the tree swayed accordingly.
The sky embraced the photo. He was very afraid that something bad would happen.
"What's this about? why am I so nervous?" Space walked towards the table and reached for his cell phone. The young man saw a piece of paper tucked under the foot of the table where he was standing.
Out of such great curiosity, the young man took it. Apparently it's a picture of the Moon and Fatan holding a beautiful butterfly.
The space is filled, there are other feelings that seem to arise. Yes, about the fate of the girl. He did not know why He became a very wicked man who had let the Moon go from his house without a penny.
"I have to see him."
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The next day, Angkasa came again to the restaurant of Bu Rina. He was sure that he could find the Moon in that place to question everything that was clumping in his heart about the girl's life.
"Morning, Mom!" greet Space to Miss Rina. The 35-year-old looks panicked.
"Yes, Son. What's up, huh? sorry we're not done yet."
"No papa, Mom. My goal here is to ask about someone I saw here."
Space showed a photo of the Moon and Fatan to Ms. Rina.
"Lo, this is the moon. We're worried, son. Semalem he did not go home to Mom," said Bu Rina sadly.
"What, Mom? Where's he going?"
"Yes there, son. He has been working here for about 4 days. Sampek semalem. She's been home lately, so I don't know what kind of house she's been in. You see, I checked into the house of the mother he lived in, but the house was locked," explained Ms. Rina again.
The sky is getting more panicked, the biggest possibility is that something bad has happened to the Moon.
Angkasa immediately called Bayu, he requested that his assistant go to look for the existence of the Moon. When it was over, Angkasa returned home.
He himself did not know where to go, for he did not know the whereabouts of the girl.
In a simple house in area Y, Moon was asleep in bed bound. A few minutes passed, the girl blinked her eyeballs and was shocked when she could not move at all.
"Oh my God, what is this? Who could have done this to me?"
"Dad, Mother" he said in disbelief. If these two people become the culprit. "What do you guys want? Please get me out of here, Dad! I'm your son but why do you treat me like a son*ng?"
The moon continued to thrash, her tears forced their way through to flood the pillow under her head.
"Be quiet, sweet boy, we won't do anything. It's just that, me and your dashing father want to make you as a debt-redeemer with Mr. Galah's son," said his stepmother with a cynical smile.
"But why should I, Mom? Ten years you abandoned me and now, why should I be the victim of your satisfaction!" The hatred that had been instilled in the figure of the heartless old man added a thousand times more than before.
"We were supposed to sacrifice the rainbow, but it was fortunate that he managed to escape. We had to exchange it for you. What else after Dad noticed we were more seductive than the tomboy. It's nice if Mr. Galah gives you an extra bonus." The father was always the heart of the devil. He never thought about his children. All they have in their brains is fun and money.
"Father outrageous, the Moon can't possibly get married, Dad. The moon has a life of its own."
"Stt... ." Her stepmother placed her index finger on the Moon's lips. "You shut up, he's a rich kid. So I make sure you live well there."
Some time passed, Mr. Surya's phone rang.
"It's due, Sur. Have you prepared your daughter? If not, you have to exchange it for your life" threatened Mr. Galah.
"Oh.. relax, sir. Everything is fine, you can come Sunday to marry her," said Mr. Surya.
"What?" The moon doesn't believe that. If Sunday means that he must be ready to be married tomorrow.
"All right, we're waiting. That day, just be careful if you miss again."
Connection interrupted.
"Great fun, we're gonna make some more money, aren't we, Dad?"
"Yes you take it easy, I'll negotiate with Mr. Galah."
"Well tomorrow, I'm going to the market to prepare a little snack."
The two left the moon shaking lamenting his fate. He wanted to scream, but He remembered that his stomach had a life to take care of.
"Dad is really outrageous, is he human or not? Never changed before. Mom, if you know my fate like this, I'd rather die with you. I'm tired, Mom. Tired of nothing else to make me strong enough to face all this."
The moon was getting hungry, all day there the two old men did not give him any food.
"Mom, Mommy!" call him from the room.
Pork! the door snapped strongly.
"what's wrong?" The cruel woman glared sharply.
"The hungry moon, Mom. The moon will eat."
"Yes, it's hard for you."
His stepmother went out for a while and came back with a loaf of bread which she threw at the face of the Moon.
"Tu eat, the rice runs out I don't cook. We just bought it at the front warteg."
The woman shut the door again. The month that the child wants to contain is always healthy trying to reach the bread with his mouth. As much as possible can tear until he eats by making the arm as a booster. Tears poured out like unrelenting rain.
