Marriage With A Narcissistic Man

Chapter 08: Songong model

At that time, Vendrik no longer came to the store, making me feel bad when I remember the spicy words I made to the man. As usual, I spent my days with a hollow heart. 

But unlike that time, I began to pick up Ayaan on time, the child no longer felt alone because I began to open my heart to accept the child I had been away from.

So that I began to reward a little how to care for and love the child that I have been carrying, when Ayaan was six months old. I experience a lot of heart pressure, depression often bothers, because I am not used to taking care of children, he often times I make an impingement when remembering mistakes first. 

Flashbacks….

When Ayaan was six months old…..

At that time my mother and grandmother went to the cousin's house across the island, they left me when Ayaan was six months old, at that time I was moved in a village that was not far from the urban place where grandmother lived.

Until no one recognized me or even asked who the father of the child was, away from the whispers of the city, or even the whispers of the neighbors, I just lived with my old aunt. She didn't even know I was pregnant out of wedlock that only she knew I was left behind when I was pregnant young. 

Long story short, at that time Ayaan had a prolonged fever, I who did not know how to take care of the baby shouted cursing, forcing the child to shut up. The aunt who heard that tried to calm myself down like a madman. 

But not enough to get there, I hurt my wrist while cursing rough. 

"Bas with pigs, why should I be a mother when I try to reach my goals!" I stared intently at Ayaan who was asleep on the bed. 

"This is all because of my father, why did he have to die when I started to sacrifice so much, why should I bear such a burden?!" I shouted cursing while hitting myself violently. 

Delusional disease and postpartum trauma made my body and soul shaken, my sleep time was always interrupted because a loud baby cry sounded in the ears. Not infrequently I started to hurt myself because of mental damage. 

Flashback complete….

On the way home we met Vendrik, there I observed him with a woman who was not a stranger, but the face of the vendrik did not look pleasant when faced with the woman. 

"Yeah, can you go home alone? mama's got a shaky business," I said, settling the boy. 

Without asking any questions he obeyed my words, with a warm smile on the little lips of the child he walked away, holding a bag on his shoulder. 

I don't know what feelings made me move toward the annoying guy. 

"Ven …!" I held my hand while waving to her. I was surprised to hear my own words when I called the narcissist a name, but I didn't like it then why did I call him? As if I was so familiar. 

The man quickly stepped closer to me, with a smile holding my hand, then introduced myself as his future wife, who made my cheeks blush like lychees. Though desperately I refuse even do not know the shame of introducing me as a future wife in front of others. 

"What! This village lady, your future wife? Haha .., not wrong!" ledek the songong woman looked at me with a disdainful look.

"Mistakenly, she's so much prettier than a skinny board like yours, why else would you come back here, chase after this handsome me?" vendrik said with narcissism accompanied by spicy expressions.

"Jeez, this is a guy, why can't he get his words filtered!" my murmurs held back the laughter, due to the unexpected reply from the narcissistic man.

Hearing Vendrik's harsh words did not make the woman feel hurt, as if she was used to the narcissistic man's words. When I returned my gaze with certainty, it was true that she was Rohana Latifa, a model who was going viral lately. 

Seriate....