I'm the Princess of an Actor

Chapter 5: I'm Mother's Daughter

"Mira, Mother, good thing you've come!" Judge Mira immediately got up and approached the two women who must have been thinking about various bad things.

From the look on their faces, I'm sure they've misunderstood.

"The judge tried to harass me, Mira, ma'am." I said immediately to fix my shirt with one button open.

I hope they will believe me, even though given our relationship I feel the possibility will be very slim.

"He lied to Mira, he came here to try to slander me. He said if he loved me and would get me by any means!."

My eyes were wide open, staring in disbelief that the Judge would turn the facts upside down. The man with the perfect open shirt turned out to be good at acting.

"Don't slander! You dragged me here!" I can't take it with such a vile remark, because I'm sure Mira would trust her boyfriend more than I can remember our step-relationship.

"You're a slander, if you don't intend to slander me, then what are you here for?"

"I, I'm here because I remember Mom, I couldn't sleep before the massage, so I'm here for _"

Plaque!

My cheek that had been slapped all day felt so painful when my mother slapped me again in anger. Even followed by Mira who was also consumed by the speech of the Judge.

"J*lang doesn't know himself!" mira's sniping immediately strangled me brutally and cornered me to the wall. I'm not trying to fight back, because I know who Mom's siding with.

Screaming the woman who had raised me with wounds in her heart, smiled faintly at her as I felt my breath begin to falter. I know, this pain won't restore my happiness, but at least reduce my guilt over my mother's guilt.

"I love you, Mom." I said without a voice.

"Say you j*lang!" Mira's choking me getting stronger.

My lungs were getting tighter when no oxygen came in, my vision getting blurry. Just as I thought I was about to lose consciousness, mom pulled Mira's hand which was suffocating me. Made me fall on the floor while coughing to get as much oxygen as possible.

"Stop Mira, you can go to jail if she dies!"

"J*lang like she must die, ma'am, just look at her, just like the woman who gave birth to her."

Plaque!

I was surprised to see mom slap Mira, I couldn't believe she would do it. What Mira said is true.

"Why did Mom slap me? Everything I said was true, Mom! She's just a girl born from a j*lang!" Mira looked at mother angrily.

I saw my mother's hand swinging again, I quickly stood in front of Mira and received the slap that I was aiming for her. I looked at the surprised mother who saw me.

"Don't hurt a mother's biological daughter for an actor's daughter like me!"

The look in his eyes showed him getting surprised, not least Mira who was standing next to the Judge who was looking annoyed at me because his evil plan failed.

"You're not the daughter of an actor!" Mom looked angry, but I knew she was trying to hold back her crying from her trembling tone.

"I know Mom, I'm Mom's daughter."

I couldn't hold it when this body just grabbed me, there was no rejection, until I held a hug that made my tears flow.

"I'm Mom's daughter, I know that. But I also know, if I wasn't born from Mom's womb." I sobbed while hugging him who did not budge in the slightest.

He didn't make a sound, but I knew tears were trickling down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry Mom, I'm sorry my real mother made you suffer!"

"Mom, she should be taught a lesson because of my boyfriend's teasing!" Mira joked.

Mother was silent without taking her eyes off me, then stepped away while rubbing her tears violently.

"I'll teach you a lesson!"

Mira grabbed my hair, but the next second the judge let go and took her boyfriend away.

I fell silent to myself with a chaotic feeling, not expecting that what the Judge was doing would lead me to the moment where I had to completely accept the reality of who gave birth to me.

Mom, will you accept me after knowing I know everything?.

I quickly fixed the messy clothes and immediately walked out of the judge's house. Seeing the mother who came home, I accelerated the pace following her. However, as I passed by the house that was right next to my mother's house, I caught a glimpse of a man staring at me from the window of her house.

I was quite surprised to see it, because I thought the whitewashed house was uninhabited. Well, even though the state of the house is clean and well maintained, I think it is because there are people who clean regularly. But it turned out that the house was inhabited by a man whose face was not clear, because the light in his house was only dim.

His gaze didn't change from me to make me uncomfortable. I chose to continue and enter the house, then closed the door quickly. For some reason, I felt scared after seeing the stranger.

.........

"Lady..."

Slowly tapping the locked door from the inside, I knew she had not slept and she heard my call. I went straight back home after what happened at the Judge's house, and didn't open the door even though I called repeatedly.

I don't care about the Judge who harassed me, because what I care about now is my heart and mind.

"Didn't you want to vent your emotions on me?"

"Didn't you want to slap me again?"

"Didn't you want to curse this father's cheating son?"

I smiled with my own words. Son of an affair, what can be expected of a human like me?.

"Do you not want to massage before going to bed?"

Even though my question did not get any support at all, I dropped myself leaning against the door leaf and sat hugging my knees.

"I'll be here until Mom opens the door to scold me. I'm ready to take the anger, the mockery, and the blow that you gave me. Let's just say I was the woman who made Dad betray Mom. Didn't Mom say my face looked so much like her?" I chuckled softly, realizing how unfortunate my fate was that of a woman vandalizing someone else's household.

There is still no validity, but I can hear a slow stuffing that I'm sure I'm trying to hold.

"Cry Ma'am, take out all the burdens that have been piling up in Mom's heart. Don't get arrested, 'cause 19 years is too long to keep everything alone."

I heard her sobs getting louder, as hard as I could hold the mouth that also wanted to cry to hear her. I don't know how much pain you're experiencing, so you don't even heal after all these years because you have to take care of me.

"I'm here Mom, I'll massage Mom if you ask, because I know, you can't sleep before you get a massage."

A few minutes passed, the sound of crying slowly stopped. I heard a step closer, standing quickly until the door opened.

"You're really going to receive any treatment from Mom?" he asked with a face I couldn't guess.

Seriate.

Hem, what would Miss Fatma do to Khansa? 🤔. The answer is in the next section 😉.