Married to a Duda Man

#38# Spilling His Sorrow

The feeling of protest for freedom that was taken by force by Brother Wilden, the feeling of disgust with everything

the nature of Kak Wilden's sarcasm, and also the feeling of the consequences there is an injustice of the attitude taken by Kak Wilden over himself and Lena.

However, Mela is a normal woman who certainly expects to get excessive attention from her husband, not even the opposite. It is too impossible that love grows with all the attitudes and traits of Kak Wilden who is so nauseating.

However, one thing that made her able to survive until now, Lila. Only the petite girl made her able to survive, even Mela agreed to this crazy marriage just for Lila's sake.

"Mela, we're at your house." The words of Dr.Reymon suddenly made Mela diverted from her reverie. Mela looked around her and she realized that they were in front of her yard. Or now Mela calls her her parents' house? Because of course what dr.Reymon Mela knows is still living with her parents, not with Kak Wilden as her husband.

Recalling about the husband, made Mela feel fed up. Mela now got off dr.Reymon's car and thanked him before Dr.Reymon drove his car away from Mela's parents' house.

Mela looked at the house she had lived in for 21 years of her life

with a feeling of longing.

Mela put her foot in and

his gaze fell on a beak woman

baya who missed her so much.

"Mama!"

Before the middle-aged woman turned around, Mela had first hugged the woman she was calling her mama tightly from behind.

"Mama's bell." Mela

hugging her mom. Without feeling a speck

tears had fallen from the corner of Mela's eyes while hugging her mama and she quickly rubbed her because she did not want to make her mama worry.

"Mama also miss you Mel." Reina Holland now stroked Mela's back slowly as she began to realize something was wrong with her daughter.

Slowly Reina Holland led Mela who was still unwilling to let go of her embrace and led her towards the living room sofa.

"Why are you Mel?" Reina continued stroking her daughter's back slowly, waiting for Mela's reply.

"Mel didn't father Ma, Mel just miss Mama."

Mela now turns to put her head on her mama's lap and hugs her mama's belly tightly. Either for the umpteenth time Mela tried desperately to hold back the rate of her tears so as not to drip, although at the end of her all efforts failed. The tears that melted made Mela further immerse her face on her mama's stomach.

Mela was indeed so close to her mama, she always spilled whatever became her burden on her mama, but for her troubles this time, Mela could not tell her.

So not wanting to make his mama anxious and worried, he also did not want to make his household situation more runyam with him telling his problems to his master people. Especially if his papa to find out about this, I don't know what his papa will do, papa,

and Mela doesn't want to take any chances for that.