Marrying an Abuser's Ex-Husband

MMSP2 Chapter 16

POVS. Hans.

My meeting with Nigam was unexpected. Why is it that when I start to reimagine the future with the woman I love, the past comes. As if it didn't give me a chance to be free of guilt.

Seventeen years ago ....

I know a graceful woman, but all of that is just an ordinary introduction. Nothing special about us. At that time I was still in college while continuing my father's business. There is no time for me to be close to women and I have no desire to be in a relationship with anyone.

The woman's name is Graceful. Graceful is Nigam's sister-my best friend. We made a friendship since the beginning of college, our majors are the same and we also have one class. Not infrequently I play to Nigam's house, and so did Nigam also often play to my house to do assignments from campus.

One day, I met the Nigam family's invitation to dinner. Nigam said his family held a prayer meeting to welcome the arrival of Nigam's sister who came from abroad.

I also came because Nigam's family I considered my own. Rumor has it that the Nigams are a family that believes in the mystical. So when their child comes, it will be held to throw shit.

Nigam's family was kind and friendly, although I occasionally heard the grapevine from neighbors when I bought mineral water at a neighboring stall that the Nigam family was a closed family. Less friendly with neighbors and still kejawen (following traditional Javanese rituals). However, I did not comment on what the neighbors said. I was just a normal friend.

With a basket of fruit, I finally came and was greeted warmly by the Nigam family. Especially Nigam's mother, she likes you a lot and already thinks of herself as her child.

"Good night, Auntie?" my broom to a middle-aged woman who gave birth to Nigam in this world. Yes, she is Nigam's mother. Her face is still beautiful and youthful. She still often uses subtle Javanese when talking to her husband. I don't understand if they're speaking fluent Javanese.

"Night, son Hans. Come on please come in. Aunty meet with Aunt's daughter," said Nigam's mother to invite me in. He wants to introduce me to his daughter.

"Feet, this is son Hans, your brother Nigam's college friend. Hans son is great, still in college but already the boss!" Nigam's mother praised me in front of Anggun.

"Hallo, Hans. Introduce me Anggun," said Anggun while thrusting his hand to invite me to meet. Perhaps life abroad makes Anggun so bold his appearance. And it was strange that he did not get a reprimand from his parents.

"Hallo, Anggun," I answered with a helping hand. There was a chill coming into my hand when my hand came into contact with Grace's hand. I looked at Anggun like an angel. Her beauty is so perfect.

"Why dream?" ask Anggun with a shy blush.

"Mmc ... Sorry, I was so impressed by your beauty. You are so beautiful as an angel" I said naively. I am not a very good person to speak.

Since then I and Anggun close, wherever there is Grace then there is me. We were always both. My days feel empty if I don't meet Anggun. Even the Anggun Family seemed to bless us. Until one day when I was about to go to the house of Anggun, I was confronted by a young woman.

"Sorry, Mas. What's the girlfriend of Anggun?" he asked without further ado to block the speed of my car.

"Right, you why stop me!! Whatdoyouwant?!" ask me with a tone full of emphasis.

"Mas! Mas must be aware, Anggun is not a good woman he is only targeting gold treasures! I will definitely be the next victim, just like my sister! I came here to have Anggun ma'am in charge!"

Out of nowhere the woman got water, suddenly the woman flushed my face with mineral water in a bottle.

I was very surprised, and instantly I felt dizzy. Not much later, the dizziness disappeared and the woman who had been flushing me with water was already sitting beside me! Yes, he entered without excuse, and now sits beside me. What a weird girl!!

"Mas is conscious?!" asked the girl looking at me with a probing look.

"Why me? And why am I in front of Nigam's house?" I was wondering why I was in front of Nigam's house.

The girl smiled as if she was insulting me. "Mas doesn't realize that you came here? Didn't you want to meet Anggun?" he asked with a crisp laugh.

I was indeed unconscious because all of this was beyond my control, I had no idea why this self was suddenly so attracted to Anggun.

"Already, Mas. Now come with me. I'm going to take you somewhere where you're going to know what's really going on" said the girl, wanting to show me something.

"Alright," I said following the will of the girl who suddenly stopped my path.

Not long after, the car I was carrying entered a mosque. Maybe that girl told sister ya to meet me.

"Assalamualaikum, brother," said the man who was likely the girl's older brother. I saw that he was not okay. His body was thin and his eyes were hollow.

"Wa'alaikum greetings" I replied.

"Sorry, Mas. This is my brother. He was a victim of Grace. Our property is drained, my brother's depressed left Anggun."

I'm getting less and less understanding. I listened very well to what the girl said. I was surprised to hear that Anggun turned out to be a dangerous girl. He used a kind of black magic to look beautiful and obey all the words Graceful. And the victim was the girl's sister. All treasures are sometimes drained by Anggun and after that left alone.

Since that incident, I have been away from Anggun. Nigam always chased after you because Anggun kept looking for me until he fell ill. I thought Anggun sick was just his wits. The news that I heard Anggun depression because I left.

Nigam continued to look for me because he did not accept my attitude towards his sister, even though I explained it repeatedly but Nigam did not want to know. Nigam went with his family in shame. All the neighbors already know that their families are followers of false science.

Now that a long time has passed Nigam is looking for me and seems to be taking revenge on me. Now I realize that Tia's experience is none other than Nigam's.

I rushed to Aris and told him. Aris told the ustadz who had bad intentions for my wife. I am so grateful that all these problems have finally been solved as well. My past has affected my wife's life.

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