
Still in Fahri's family villa. Mr. Bimo and Mr. Widia. In recent weeks, since Erlan served as a new CEO who replaced Fahri, the villa is no longer as comfortable as it used to be. Some people began to drift away in chaos.
Erlan this afternoon. Even though the weather is still hot and bright. But he again returned home in a state of being swept away due to reduced awareness.
Yes, he often spends time drinking after knowing his plan to reclaim his former lover, who was married by his brother failed miserably.
In fact, other problems slowly began to appear one after another. As reported by investors who began to withdraw shares from the company.
"Erlan, ever since you were a child, you always humiliated me. I've given you everything, humiliated him to bring you back here. But what are you doing?"
Mr. Bimo began to rile, right in front of Bu Widia next to his hand began to lift. And almost the burly hand was swinging but luckily held back by the hand of Widia ma'am.
"Don't, however he's your son," he said.
The middle-aged but still beautiful woman immediately hugged her husband.
"Don't you remember in the past? You still gave her permission to stay even though I cried. Even if Fahri shows the act of eating, you don't even care. What happened this time was your wish in the past, Bimo!"
Mr. Bimo's eyes glazed over his wife's words.
"Yes, I was wrong. I'm sorry to bring him home" said Bimo, collapsing on the brludru chair in tears.
"I'm still your son, Bimo!" yelled Erlan raved.
Fahri who heard the commotion went straight down to the ground floor. Seeing his sister's outrageous behavior he immediately dragged her into Erlan's room.
Fahri did not even care though the young man continued to scream and even continued to babble.
"Based on a rude man! Don't have a conscience, man-boyfriend-captor!" shouted Erlan.
Fahri raised his sister's body, which was lying on the floor, and then threw it on the mattress violently.
BRUK!
The body also fell down.
"If my mother and I had no conscience, we wouldn't let a little bastard like you infiltrate a palace that should only belong to us" Fahri said.
"Little bastard?"
Erlan chuckled at the swearing of her brother.
"You don't accept being called a bastard?"
"If I was that dirty, maybe your wife you never even touched was really old. I'm not a bully like you, Fahri. I'm a good man" Erlan said.
The young man kept on babbling. He did it because of the sting.
"Erlan, please come back. Don't make this old man worry too much. We can go bankrupt" pinta Pak Bimo with a pleading gaze.
"I heard, Erlan put out a big fund for her new project, give her time. Why beg? Didn't you ever ask me what I thought of Erlan? Papa has started, just wait for Erlan to finish."
Mr. Bimo is silent. I don't know what that residence means. Could it be that many things were hidden by Erlan to him.
*****
Fahri slammed the door rudely after he entered the room. Making Melia who was busy editing some of her videos stunned.
"What's wrong?" ask Melia worriedly.
Fahri did not answer, but he immediately locked the door of the room as he had previously done all along.
Because her husband was always so, making Melia behave normally.
This time he was wrong. Who would have thought if Fahri who thought would change clothes actually approached him, then raised his body to the bed.
"Fahri, loose!" melia shouted as she continued to lash out a small chest of her husband's field.
"Let go, you think it's that easy. Shout as you please. Why yell? I'm your husband, Melia. Why are you only silent when Erlan is being impudent to you!" hiss Fahri with his sharp eyes.
Melia even continued to thrash, only that time she did not dare to let out her voice. Only clear circles were flowing profusely as a gesture of resistance.
Of course, Melia's small body lost power when overpowered by the body of a tall, large man like Fahri.
*****
The sound of lightning sounded thunderous, mixed with flashes of light hitting the reflection of the window glass.
Fahri's room was in a disheveled mood. White sheets that were originally installed neatly along with blankets and some pillows, bolsters are loosened on the tile floor.
Not only that, Melia's condition was even more miserable. The woman looked weak, crying as she covered and hugged herself with a pillow.
Her long hair that was broken now no longer regulated. His face turned deathly pale. While Fahri who had just come out of the bathroom with a body that was only covered with a towel wrapped around his waist, his eyes widened when he realized there was a stain on the mattress.
"You're a virgin?" tanyakanya.
Then the look in his eyes turned dim, then dewy. The sound of sobbing crying from his wife's lips grew closer.
Fahri tried to reach him. He did not even care even though Melia refused. Still the stubborn man clutched him firmly.
"I'm sorry, I hurt you with all the charges. Pardon ...."