I'm The One You Throw Out
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Lita stepped gontai leaving the cursed hotel where she was lying. It was unlucky that day, if he had just obeyed his daughter's desire to stay home maybe the fateful incident would never have existed. Everything has already happened, he said if he would not be able to return everything.
Tears were unceasingly breaking upon his deathly pale face. Dry lips tremble, resisting the turmoil of sadness that continues to explode. Like a fiery crater preparing to spout larvae.
The scorching sun dazzled the eyes, Lita covered the face with a bag because she could not stand the light. Gulping saliva repeatedly to wet the throat that feels dry.
His gaze glimmered in all directions, looking for the nearest stall to buy water. He sighed, continuing his steps in a limp. She needs a doctor, but she's certainly embarrassed to tell me the cause of her pain.
"Where? Yummy?"
An invisible sound of his form rubbed off on Lita's ears. He stopped and looked for the figure who had voiced earlier. His forehead frowned as it held back the sunlight. The voice sounded familiar, it felt like he had heard it once, but where and who?
"Who are you?" ask Lita with her raucous voice.
The knocking of the shoes on the road made Lita turn her body back. His eyes narrowed waiting for someone who slowly emerged from behind a flower plant that was deliberately planted by the roadside.
"You're ...?" Tongue The tongue is clumsy, trembling erratically.
The figure smiled sinisterly, continuing to erode the distance between himself and the unmoved Lita. Blowing wind does not make his body fresh, which is even more heated.
That smile really made Lita sick, she had seen it once and made her feel utterly defeated.
"Why? Surprised to see me here? Hm."
He snorted, folding both hands on the stomach arrogantly. The woman before him was just a dust grain that was easy to get rid of. Evidently, quite a pat, he was already smashed.
"Why are you here?" Lita boughtak, "don't-don't .. You're the one behind all this." Lita pointed straight in front of her face.
The hot heart was increasingly turbulent, especially when he saw the face in front of him did not feel guilty at all. He smiled sinisterly, clearly mocking the pitiful looking Lita.
The hand slowly brushed off Lita's index finger which led to her, looking at Lita sharply and hatefully.
"Yes yes, why? What do you want?" lirihnya while bringing the face closer to Lita.
"Bad! So, are you really the mastermind of everything that happened to me? You mean what? Why do you think I'm the same as me?" snapped Lita.
The skin of his face was red, the fiery turmoil of anger continued to soar to touch the crown. Both hands clenched tightly, tears did not feel the fall. Lita did not care, if only she had a little more energy then it was certain that she would attack the woman in front of her.
"Why did you say? That must be all because you took Zafran from me. In fact, a little more she can I have, but because you gave birth, she so stay with me again!" snapped at the woman who was none other than Mala.
His facial lines hardened, his eyes full of vengeance. Unable to lose Zafran for the second time.
"That's natural because Mas Zafran is my husband!" sentak Lita did not accept anyway.
"But he's my first love! He should be like me, not you!" Mala is no less high.
Both feel right and do not want to give up on each other. Lita shook her head, she no longer cried because of what for? Tears did not save her from that annoying situation.
"Ac ...!"
Mala suddenly laughed, staring sinisterly at Lita with the corner of her lips drawn upwards. He pulled out his phone, and smiled strangely as he played it.
Lita who was looking frowned in confusion, waiting for what the evil woman in front of her would do.
"Where, yes, if for example Zafran knows the behavior of his beloved wife? I'm sure he must be in shock and you'll be kicked out of his life. After that, I'll come seduce her, and of course get her married. What else?"
Mala laughed happily, twirling flat objects in her hands, showing something Lita was very familiar with.
Lita's eyes suddenly widened, she approached and wanted to snatch the thing, but Mala very easily toyed with it.
"Don't, Mala. Please, don't tell me it's the same Mas Zafran. I beg!" pinta Lita resting at Mala's feet.
Lamenting to ask Mala not to tell Zafran about the photos taken by the three women.
"Why should I obey you? This is my phone, not yours. Yes, yes, yes. I go first, want to look at the lover in prison," he said, putting the phone back in the bag and waltzing away.
Lita was unable to run after Mala who had already entered her car. He forced himself to run, but was unable to. Lita fell on the road, crying bitterly and wailing softly.
"CHICKEN!"
Once again shouted before resigning to his destiny.
******
"Darling! Where are you?" Fatih's voice calling out to Seira, echoed in the living room of the house.
"What's up, Mom? Why come screaming?" Seira emerges from the stairs, having just put Rayan to sleep in her room.
"Be careful, baby. Why not move down? I, right, told you in the lower room. Let's not go up and down the stairs," said Fatih anxious.
The man even welcomed Seira's body worried about slipping or falling. In fact, Seira's stomach is still flat there is no burden that he carries. The woman smiled amusedly, but still received the welcome of the husband.
Fatih led him closer to the sofa, sitting side by side while rubbing his wife's stomach.
"My stomach is still flat, Mom. It's nothing, really. Later if it is big, then I also do not dare to go up and down the stairs," said Seira while rubbing her husband's damp hair.
Fatih looked up, shaking quickly.
"No, I'll tell people to move Rayan's stuff. Let his room be together with our room down here," he said firmly.
Seira sighed, but did not reject Fatih's wish. How he understood the man's anxiety, this was his first child and he wanted to take care of them as best he could. Just like when Seira was pregnant with Rayan.
"Yes already. Why are you screaming? How's the restaurant? There's no problem, is there?" ask Seira curiously.
Fatih suddenly sat up straight, turning to face Seira. His eyes cast doubt on whether he should tell Seira or if he kept it to himself.
"Mass? Don't make me curious, deh." Seira pinched her husband's waist slowly.
Fatih jumped from amusement while holding his wife's naughty hand.
"Mmm... Have you heard the latest news?"
"What's the latest news? Tumben Mas asked gossip, what cravings gossip too?" Seira laughed amusedly.
"Not, honey, but about your ex-husband," Fatih said hesitantly.
"Why that guy?" Seira snorted, she really did not want any discussion of them. People who have been involved in their past.
"Don't pout, the beauty says later." Fatih tease.
"Lagian Mas, dateng-dateng even discussed him. Make my mood broken" Seira said.
"Yes, sorry. Not to make you careless, but I think you need to know about him."
Seira turned away a face she didn't like.
"He went to prison for stealing, his mother had a stroke, and his son was seriously ill. That's the news that Mas was horrified at the restaurant earlier," said Fatih wanted to see the reaction of Seira.
The woman was stunned for a while, before looking back at her.
"So what's the matter, his wife?" Remembering Lita who had taken Zafran from him.
"Mas doesn't know, it's not scary about that, but yeah. They have their own lives, right. We take care of our lives" he said again while cupping his wife's face.
Seira smiled, her heart agreeing with Fatih's words. Everyone has their own business, no need to be busy with other people's business. He nodded happily, Fatih carried him into a hug.
Seira tries not to care about them, the people who insulted and hurt her in the past.
