
In the morning, Lita was still wrapped in her blanket, complete with Raka's hands still tightly coiled around her waist.
They were still sound asleep when it was morning, until a knock on the door made Lita slowly open her eyes.
"Yes a minute." Shouted Lita. She immediately picked up her clothes and immediately put on her.
Lita immediately opened the door and saw who had knocked on the door early in the morning.
Catherine stood with her chest crossed, her gaze sharp as she looked at the several red marks on Lita's neck.
"What time is this? Why is there no food yet, what kind of daughter-in-law lets her in-laws come but the host hasn't even woken up yet." Cath said in a mocking tone.
"I'm sorry, I don't know if you're going home this early. I'll wash my face for a second."
"Snap, I'm hungry. Idler's son-in-law." Cetus again. After saying that, he left.
Lita feels like a maid here, her father-in-law doesn't consider her, and her young wife always looks down on her. She is Raka's wife.
Lita walks limp to the bathroom, washes her face and comes out of the room.
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Raka slowly opened her eyes, she fumbled at the bed next to her. The place where she and Lita shared the warmth last night, but now it was cold. Means Lita's long gone.
Raka hurriedly went into the bathroom, she was worried that her wife was being treated badly by her parents.
Raka half-running down the stairs, there was already a commotion and the sound of laughter blaring.
Prorough...
The sound of falling objects sounded so loud in the dining room.
"What food are you serving huh? You want to kill me?" Shouted the man that Raka knew, his voice was familiar, let alone his screams. Who else if not his father.
"Done the fragments of his plate, lest there be any left. Slack girl, what spell did you use to subdue Raka hah? Until he dared to oppose his parents, and chose to marry a country girl like you."
"Haha, just look at her appearance. Just like the housekeeper, he didn't even look at me because of you." Catherine was proud.
Lita said, she picked up the fragments of the plate, with tears that did not stop dripping. As for Renata's mother, she just kept quiet and looked at Lita with sadness.
"Arghhh.. "
Lita's hand was pierced by fragments of the plate, her finger was bleeding until it paled because the wound was quite deep.
"He's more pah, look at him crying just because he got stabbed by a broken plate." Catherine.
Suddenly, Catherine's hand was pulled by Renata's mother.
Plakkc.. Plakkc..
He slapped Catherine's cheek hard, causing her to stagger. And the five-finger stamp was printed clearly, there was even blood on the tip of his lips.
"Quite Catherine, you've taken my husband, and now you're insulting my favorite daughter-in-law huh? What right do you have to say Lita?" Said Renata's mother with the look of her angry eyes.
"You've already started to dare to fight me huh?" Shouted Catherine, also looking back at Mother Renata sharply.
"Wahh wahh's.. That fucking honey yells in front of the old wife huh?" Said Raka with an indescribable look.
He walked slowly closer to Lita who was still picking up broken plates, even though her hands were bleeding because of the sharp fragments of the plate.
"The problem of food that does not fit on their tongue, let it go. I married you to serve me, not them. You're not a chef baby, don't cry your tears are too precious."
Catherine's hands clenched, she angrily saw the way Raka treated her wife very gently, different when to her.
"Who are they that dares to call my wife? They don't have any rights, baby, let's go." Invite Raka, she embraces Lita's shoulder with her affection.
"Come on, we'll have breakfast outside. Let your husband and mistress clean up the mess they made."
"But I don't want to.. " Catherine's words were cut off.
"Real up or your head's broken?" Tanya Raka made an offer.
"You can't act like that to your stepmother Raka!"
"Why? He can act as nice as he did to my wife, anyway I do not consider her as a stepmother she just jal*ng who rose to become a mistress. During her, my mother was only one." Raka said firmly.
"Don't say much, you better sort it all out. If when I get back, it's all messy, I'll make sure the kitchen knife sticks around your neck."
"Haha, you wouldn't dare to do that to your own father Raka!"
"Who did I say I didn't dare? Now or later, hmm? I wouldn't look at anyone if I hurt my wife, I consider her an enemy." Raka said firmly.
"Don't you dare run, until the ant hole I'll definitely find you."
He leaves while holding the hands of his mother and wife, having put on his red medicine and a little bandage on Lita's wound.
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Here they are now, at the nearest cafe for breakfast. He knew his mother and wife had not had time to eat breakfast because they were serving the old man.
"Mom just stay here." Raka said firmly.
"The business thing over there, I'm gonna send someone I can trust to take care of it."
"How's it?" Raka asked again, she looked at her mother wistfully. He's trying to beat his ego to keep his mom here.
"Mother just come along then, I want to get closer to my son and daughter-in-law." Say Mother. Just contact it, Lita who from earlier lowered her head immediately looked up and smiled sweetly.
"really?" Ask Lita. Mom nodded and smiled sincerely.
He gently rubbed the top of Lita's head.
"It feels the same when my mother does this, I feel like I have a mother now." Lita Mumbled.
"I'm your mother beautiful, don't be sad." Said Renata's Mother. She hugged Lita affectionately, she gave the warmth of a Mother to Lita.
"Thank you for accepting Lita Ma'am."
"Raka's choice is never wrong, it's just the outrageous Mother."
Raka smiled wryly as she saw the two women in front of her giving each other warmth and affection. Lita so enjoyed this moment, for a long time she did not feel the warmth of a mother.
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Her trail don't forget ya wakk😘😘