
"Brazed kid! Not shameless! No self-respect!" the curse overflowed after Mom caught me looking at the results of the test pack in the bathroom.
The thing showing two red lines was taken from my hand and threw it in my face.
My long hair was grabbed and dragged from the bathroom until I fell in the living room. Strikes hit my body. The soft hand that used to defend me now turned into a slap.
Mother who had been gentle all this time suddenly turned into a very savage one. Seeing her virgin child pregnant out of wedlock, surely her heart was like being squeezed. It's ruined!
"Whose son is this, huh?" his voice was half-sniffing. Try not to sound like a neighbor.
"Who did you do it with? He must be responsible!" my hair was pulled back and then thrown until my head hit the wall. Only stir in the heart if the pain approaches.
It's easy for me to admit who the father of my son is. But, you will not be able to hear the statement and accept the reality.
Also, no man who plants his seed in my ramhim should bear his answer. Better just die!
"Come, javaaaab!" mother's movements continued to tear apart my head.
I heard Aini's voice crying and asked Mom to stop hurting me.
Aini came to hug me to give protection from Mother's tantrums.
"If you don't want to confess, say the man who touched you is not one. You brat!" a blunt object landed several times on my body and head. That's a broomstick. Aini screamed begging for Mother to stop while continuing to hug this helpless body.
"What's this?" suddenly the Father appeared and embraced the Mother from behind, until the motion of the Mother was obstructed.
Mom kept roaring for release. Not satisfied it feels like it has hit me blindly.
While taking great pains to hold Mother back, the half-old man asked what was wrong. What the hell is going on.
"She's pregnant. I'm ashamed to have a child like her!" his voice went up a few octaves. Mother pointed at me with a wrathful look. There was an overflow of smoldering flames burning through the chest.
Getting pregnant?
Maybe the man was surprised to hear Mom's confession. Whether he realized it or not, his sturdy hands no longer held the mother. He mute.
Yes, Allah. Mother's wrath is Your wrath too. Are you angry with me too? It is You who know.
"Look who this is. Lookie! He's the one who's willing to raise you and take care of you." Mom's right hand grabbed my chin and her left hand pointed at the man who's now sculpting.
The hue of the face that had revealed his age was no longer young. Surprised, he did not expect at all.
"What did he get from you, huh? Whahuh? You're a whiff of his good name. You don't know what's in the mouth!" Back Mother will attack, but soon you realize and obstruct. Mom screamed so. No matter what the neighbors heard.
"Here you go, ashamed to see the neighbors. Let's talk carefully, "persuade the Father.
It turned out to be true, the neighbors were already on gawking from the front door and window. Want to take a closer look at the incident. Some even record with a camera phone. Definitely make it posted to gain many likes and comments. The human base now, always takes the opportunity to reap the benefits of people's suffering.
Aini my dear sister. Carefully he told the people to disperse and immediately closed the door.
After she calmed down a bit, we gathered in the living room.
I lowered my head, but the tail of my eyes could still catch Mom sitting limp next to Dad.
"Say, who's got you pregnant?" He started the conversation, his voice calm. Show a wise attitude. But I know, his heart is restless.
Aini transferred her energy by grasping my hand. Very clear he was on my side. In fact, he could have hated his brother who had embarrassed him. Not maintaining dignity as a good woman. Not setting a good example.
I raised my head and looked at the owner of the voice who was asking. I wanted to tell you the facts, but my mouth was locked by a threat.
"Your boyfriend?"
I looked at the man with a look of hate. A man who plays well and makes me suffer. The man knows who caused me to be two.
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