Married Wrong

Chapter 52 Who Hurt Mommy? (Alw)

Antonio is now healthy. He is assisted by his friend El. El also occasionally takes care of her husband when she is busy because of handling Antonio's work.

Antonio's health improved, El's family and uncle also interrogated Antonio. Antonio looked nervous. His face hinted at regret.

However, the rice had already become porridge. Everyone has known. Except Mama Ima. All Antonio can do is surrender, face all the facts. Everyone knows their past life. Be prepared to take all the swearing from them or even a blow on the basis of disrespect, for his extremely inappropriate treatment.

"What's the tea? Tumben collecting?" Ima Saying.

It was Ima who opened the conversation. I put tea for them. The two middle-aged men seemed to still casually respond. There is no face that expresses hatred.

After Ima put down her tea, she sat down next to Ananda.

"How's the reward?" Ima rubbed Ananda's shoulder gently.

The body breathes slowly. She was angry at her husband for being ignored. Ima got up from her seat and passed away.

Papa Ananda put down his posnsel. He deliberately did not respond to his wife. And act as if it's okay but real she's holding back emotions to Antonio. Who consciously hurt the child just his puppet.

The priest can only give up on what is going to happen. He did not help his nephew. He was also very disappointed with Antonio why would he do that?

"Why should you marry my son if you don't put your heart on him?" Anandas.

"You think by paying attention to the other woman behind your wife, your treatment is categorised as right?"

"Do you think my son has no heart? Huh! Until your heart hurts him?!" Ananda's words began to fiery.

"You want to take care of her because she owes my family a favor? You don't have to marry! But hurt him! You don't have to feel guilty because my granddaughter isn't your flesh and blood!" Said Ananda with a hardened jaw.

Instantly Antonio was limp, as if his bones had slipped from his body. The priest was no less surprised by Ananda's throw. Does Ananda know everything? His second thoughts raged, mixing between being unwell and understanding their different degrees.

The priest immediately shuffled and prostrated himself on Ananda's feet. Ananda immediately raised the body to stand up. The third is still flinching. For a moment the three sat in each chair.

"I... Not knowing what to say to make yourself forgive me, Lord Ananda," said the Imam, opening the silence of the atmosphere.

"Hey, what the fuck do you mean? You helped me a lot, of course I don't blame you! The problem is our children. We will not be hostile just because of children, never do such a thing, what was it calling with frills sir?! Yayalloh... We've been friends for decades." Answer Ananda.

Ananda immediately approached the Imam, feeling what the Imam was feeling. She does not want her friendship to stretch because of the love triangle experienced by her children.

After releasing his embrace Ananda sat back to his place.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ananda," threw Antonio bowed after throwing him.

"Yes, I'll forgive you. But on condition of course." Anandas.

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El and Willy are home when they both get home from work. Long enough time makes El more rigid with his marriage.

El stepped into the room, a room filled with bitter memories. The path of destiny is not in accordance with his expectations. He was thinking about his marriage. Is that the path he chose?

Or does he have to stay until Antonio can accept him in his life? Can Antonio love her?

"Ohhhhhhh,"

El shouted in his room. Again he must feel pain. He cupped both his hands in his face. There is a lot of burden to be carried.

Chequek.

Shouted Alwi entering El's room, she ran when she found out that mommy had come home. Longs... That's what Alvie felt. When his grandparents lived at home with him but had to part with his dear mommy.

He was confused by his mommy. Why does it make mommy scream? And why is her mommy so hurt. The mind of a child of his age is truly extraordinary. Maybe because he loved her so much.

He walked slowly when he did not get a speech, but he shouted when he opened the door. But ... The mommy seems unaware of the whereabouts of her handsome son.

Alwi looks so moody when he hears his mommy crying. He also accelerated his speed towards El. When she's near her mommy.

"Why did this happen? Should I be hurt continuously and continuously? This is not fair!"

El cried with his hands still on his face. He still doesn't realize. Some time Alwi pegged in his place. I don't know what the little boy was thinking. He also stroked the head of the mommy.

Mommy is sitting in the bed. Alwi went up there. But El was still unaware. Is that not important around him? To the extent that the screams of his handsome son were not noticed.

El releases his hand on the face. He looked, with tears.

"Mommy, cry? Who hurt mommy? I'll fight him!"

Alwi feels hate for the person who has hurt his mommy. She wiped the tears of her mommy. El is getting sobbing. Sad, haru, happy united in his heart.

Happy because it has given birth to a boy who already cares about him a lot.

"Mommy's just a melt working babe,"

El simply answered her with origin. There was no way he would complain to his little son that he was hurt by his daddy. He also would not understand the problems of his adult people.

"Could you?"

Alwi got out of bed. And went out without saying goodbye. El ignored. After a few minutes Alwi took Ananda to enter El's room.

El linked his halis. Moreover, Ananda he was confused, what is it that the grandson pulled him and brought him to the room El. Without throwing anything.

When we arrived in front of El. Alwi satcates in the style of cool children his age. El and Ananda looked at each other, both shaking their heads because they did not know what Alwi was going to do.

"Grandfather, I have to apologize to my mommy!"

Alwi rules over his grandfather? What this kid is adorable. Want it to feel Ananda toppled Alwi basket and tickled his stomach.

Ananda crouched down to align her grandson's height.

"Why should grandpa apologize? Grandpa what's wrong, son?"

"Wicked grandfather with my mommy, grandpa made mommy cry. Come on cake, grandpa has to apologize."

Alwi pulled Ananda's hand so that he apologized, Ananda also observed the state of the child, long time he speculated he finally realized the sadness of the child.

Carrying Alwi, and hugging El. The pain he was suffering from was deepening. It felt like thousands of needles were piercing her.

Alwi was lowered beside El, El glazed until her tears hit Alwi. Alwi immediately sat on El's lap and hugged mommy tightly.

"Darling...,"

Said Ananda by stroking the head of El who is now sobbing. Feel pain.

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