Marrying an Abuser's Ex-Husband

Marrying an Abuser's Ex-Husband
MMSP2ND. Chapters. 85



After calming herself down while waiting for the officer from the mental hospital to win Clara, Cloe decides to look back at Clara's rampaging situation in her room from behind the door.


Chequek!


Cloe opened the door slightly and stepped inside the room after Clara calmed down. He deliberately left the door of his room open to make it easier for the psychiatric hospital attendant to bring Clara. Cloe breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her sister had calmed down. Maybe the officer managed to give Clara a sedative.


“Kak,” call Cloe as she moves her legs closer to Clara sitting on the floor pulling at the rope that will be used to tie her hands.


“I'm not wrong! All her fault .. all her fault!” clara shouted back non-stop. He didn't even care about Cloe calling him that. The officer quickly tied Clara.


Cloe rubbed his face slowly. He crouched down to align his body with Clara currently already tied up. “Kak, soon the hospital attendant will bring Brother to be treated. Sorry Cloe can't keep Brother here because Brother's situation has become unstable,” said Cloe explained what would happen to Clara.


Although Cloe is upset that Clara is acting like a madman and destroying the state of her bedroom, Cloe's heart still feels sliced at her brother's condition which looks very bad.


Clara stopped her screams and turned to Cloe. His appearance no longer looks good. Hair that is tangled and messy, and his clothes are already very dirty because of the makeup that is scattered about the clothes he is wearing today.


Cloe held Clara's hands while Clara remained calm. “Kak, you can hear Cloe, right?” cloe asked looking expectantly for Clara to listen to him.


Plaque!


Clara tries to untie the rope that ties Clara's hand.. He even retreated his body while shaking loudly. “No! Nah! Don't catch me again!” clara's back on the rampage. But it failed because the officer had tied his body with a special sleeve for the patient.


Clara looks so scared after hearing the word hospital from Cloe. She seemed to have recalled how she was put in a mental hospital before Cloe could save her from there.


“Not ... I don't want to go back there,” muttered Clara looking down deeply in her face. He shook his head and looked at Cloe with a pitiful look. Wanting Cloe to hug her body tightly, wishing all this was just a dream.


Cloe let out a heavy sigh when she saw Clara's deteriorating state. He stood up and walked out of the room.


“I can't look at Brother like that. She was so traumatized by what happened, Cloe closed her eyes for a moment. “I have no other choice.”


Not long after that, the officer from the mental hospital took Clara out of Cloe's house. Before the officer went to take the brother to the hospital. Cloe walks out of the house and approaches a mental hospital attendant who is sent to take Clara back to the mental hospital.


“I tipped my sister,” said Cloe shirking at the mental hospital officer.


“Please take my brother to the hospital with care,” Cloe told the officer.


The two officers immediately took Clara into the car. But Clara rebelled because she did not want to be returned to a mental hospital.


“No! Don't arrest me! I don't want to go!” clara shouted, who started screaming again. But it could not make the officer obey him.


Cloe looks sadly at Clara who starts being inside the asylum ambulance. And if you can, Cloe doesn't want to let Clara in a mental institution anymore.


“Sorry, Brother,” said Cloe slowly.


“Then you will go,” said the officer as he entered the ambulance.


Cloe nodded her head and looked at the ambulance that was speeding away from the grounds of Cloe's house.


His feet stepped back into his house. He closed the door of his house and locked it.


Afterwards Cloe went into his bedroom and looked at his room which already looked like a broken ship.


Breathing heavily back Cloe exhaled. He sat himself on the edge of the bed. “If I can't want you to be treated like that. Brother is not wrong, the wrong one is indeed the person who has made Brother so like that,” muttered Cloe while clenching his hands tightly.


An angry feeling enveloped Cloe's mind. Thinking about Clara's worsening condition made her again blame the people who contributed to making her brother a person who has a psychiatric disorder.


“I won't let them live happily out there but Brother instead suffers in the hospital. I will avenge them all, Brother,”, Cloe said with great earnestness. He will really avenge what has been experienced by Clara to the figure that has made Clara become what she is today.


***


“Let go of me!” clara cried out in rebellion when her hand was held by a mental institution officer because Clara had not stopped rebelling.


“Bu, relax. We are almost there,” said the officer trying to hold Clara's wrist.


Suddenly Clara stopped rebelling. Her gaze pointed towards the glass of the ambulance door that penetrated out so that Clara could clearly see the figure who was her ex-husband first.


“Mas,” murmured Clara slowly. He shook off the officer's hand and pressed his hand against the ambulance's door. He saw clearly the figure of Gunawan who was in his car.


Gunawan's car which is the glass of his car left open makes Clara can freely look at Gunawan's serious face there.


“Mas!” clara shouted loudly but useless because Gunawan will not be able to listen to her.


“I want to meet Mas Gunawan,” said Clara slowly.


Clara's hand tried to open the ambulance door but unfortunately it was in vain because she could not open the locked ambulance door.


The mental hospital officer who was guarding Clara began to be overwhelmed by Clara's behavior that could not be silent since earlier. His colleague sitting next to him immediately took out an injection from inside his medical box.


“Use this to make him calm,”, his colleague told the officer.


The officer immediately took an injection that had contained the sedative.they had no other way to make Clara calmer because otherwise Clara would have gone on a rampage to get off the ambulance.


“Bu, sorry please hold it for a while,” said the officer held Clara's hand and held her. His partner also helped by holding another hand so that Clara did not move much when the officer injected his sedative.


“No! Release him! I have to get off to meet Mas Gunawan!” clara tried to release her detained hand.


But it was in vain because the hospital officer was much stronger hands than Clara. They quickly injected the sedative into Clara's upper arm.


“Arrgh ..!” clara felt pain in her upper arm.


A little while later, Clara calmed down. His body felt weak and the hospital officials also lay Clara's body on the bed.


“Finally he has calmed down.”


Meanwhile Gunawan turned his head towards the passing ambulance car, his feeling said like someone was calling him.


"Maybe it's just my feelings" Gunawan said in his heart. He is currently at a red light.


Tiins ... Ptiiin ....


The sound of the car horn behind Gunawan has asked Gunawan to immediately forward his car because the traffic light has turned green.


"Yes ... Aye!" gunawan exclaimed as if replying to the sound of a horn aimed at him.


Gunawan drove his car to Tia's house. Today he will inform Tia and Hans that Merlyn's case has successfully gone to trial.


Seeing the fruits in the fruit shop that lined the roadside, Gunawan interested to buy the fruit. Gunawan's car pulled over. He parked his car so as not to disturb the road. After finishing parking Gunawan also entered the fruit shop.


Gunawan is busy choosing the fruit that he will give to his children and grandchildren. Not long later, Gunawan accidentally heard a couple who were arguing for fruit.


"Mas! Don't expensive fruit, can it? We give the usual fruit, anyway in their refrigerator has a lot of expensive fruit in store!" said the woman who was upset to see her husband choose an expensive fruit.


"No problem, Dev. All of this is also for our brother who has helped us a lot. Do you know that my two nieces and nephews love grapes?" ask the man. Whatever he chooses is only in accordance with the preferences of the person to be given.


"But they have often eaten the fruit. Why give it again, try to replace it with another. Who knows, they can also taste the local fruit!" timpal the woman who still can not accept if the husband still gives expensive fruit.


"Here you go, the money won't run out if it's just to buy a kilogram of mango!" said the husband who does not respect the wife because it is too calculated.


Gunawan peeked from behind the gap of ornamental plants that were used as a barrier as well as decorative curtains.


"Arise? Isn't that Aris Tia's sister?" muttered Gunawan who was surprised to see his daughter's sister arguing with his wife.


Gunawan just silently listened to the debate, without intervening because it was not his business.


"His wife Aris was very calculated. It is difficult to have a wife who is very calculated. Anything will be recorded and counted. Afraid that his property will decrease, even though by giving fruit to people who will be visited will open the door of Rizki another," Gunawan said in his heart.


Gunawan finally chose the green grapes that became the favorite of his daughter and granddaughter. She also chose apples and pears for her daughter-in-law and granddaughter.


"How much is it all?" ask Gunawan who has arrived in front of the cashier.


"Mr Gunawan?"


Gunawan turned his head towards the source of the voice calling his name.


"Arise? How are you, Ris?" Sapa Gunawan's. He looked towards Aris.


"Thank God be kind, sir. We both stopped by to buy souvenirs for Tia's sister and also for two nephews" Aris replied with a forced smile. Aris was afraid if the problem was known by Gunawan.


"Master, please," said the cashier as he handed Gunawan a memorandum of purchase.


"Thank you, Ma'am." Gunawan replied with a smile.


After finishing paying, Gunawan also say goodbye to Aris and Devi who had been staring at Gunawan did not like.


"Aris, I'm first yes ... See you later at Tia's house" Gunawan said patting Aris on the shoulder.


"Yes, Sir. Please," replied Aris smiling wryly, he became unpleasant because he knew surely Gunawan had heard the debate with Devi.