Marrying my Maid

The more Suffering

"Kiran! I can't do that, Poor Shelvi until he gets out of here. What if something happens to her, hm?" darren asked he touched both of Kiran's shoulders. His eyes were so sharp and intense when he looked at Kiran.

"So you prefer Shelvi over me, Mas? You seem to feel more sorry for Shelvi than for your own wife?" Kiran looked at Darren with a look of disbelief.he really did not expect, it turns out Darren is not as he imagined.

When I decided to go back with Darren. Kiran thought Darren would treat her well. Kiran also thought that Darren would never hurt her heart again. Darren was even more incised a huge wound in his heart. Darren, who has always said love to her, has the heart to bring home a woman who is obviously so interested and wants to take Darren away from her. To be honest there was now a feeling of slight regret that was silent - silence was present in Kiran's little heart.

"I didn't mean it, Va. Just imagine, what if Shelvi was on the streets? It would be very dangerous for him" Darren said.

"Ah, you're right. Such a precious Shelvi did not deserve to live on the streets. She's a queen where you might let her suffer" Kiran said, smiling faintly, but her heart ached with pain.

"You are right. I won't let Shelvi suffer. Ye know? I was like you before. I don't like Shelvi. But when he apologized sincerely, yes, I let him suffer?"

Kiran nodded slowly. It has been repeated times Kiran explained that Shelvi is not really sincere. Unfortunately, Darren never believed it. Darren thinks Kiran is talking nonsense out of jealousy.

"For God's sake, I don't mind you helping Shelvi. I'm glad you have a good nature. But why this house? Can't you appreciate my feelings as a wife, Mas?"

Darren exhaled a long breath he ruffled his hair from feeling annoyed with Kiran. Darren ruffled his originally gentle gaze turned sharp.

"So what exactly do you want?!" asked Darren to the point, he was already tired of facing Kiran's changed nature after Shelvi's arrival.

"I just want you to take Shelvi away from this house. If you need to take him to his parents' house. I don't want that evil woman, ruining our household" Kiran answered looking serious when facing Darren head-on.

I can't do it, Ran. You know for yourself, right? Shelvi was kicked out of the house, so....."

"Then find somewhere else for her. I really can't if I have a house with him, Mas." said Kiran.he lowered his head while squeezing a batik patterned negligee that he used.

Darren was silent for a while as his eyes grew sharper and intense on Kiran's face. Darren smiled obliquely, he started to approach Kiran.

"Why do you insist on expelling Shelvi from this house, Ran? Ah, or don't - don't you fear not being able to rule this house after you've left?"

Plaque.

Kiran's hand shook violently after she gave Darren a slap. Her tears were flowing and wetting her cheeks. Kiran's breath. His chest rumbled withstanding the tightness due to Darren's words.

"Is that low in your eyes, Mom? Don't you love me? But why do you say that?" ask Kiran. His voice was really raucous. His injuries were increasing because Darren's successful speech made him feel humiliated.

Darren was astonished to see Kiran looking at him with wounds. His chest rippled violently, as soon as guilt filled the recesses of his heart. Darren was really unintentionally speaking like that. He is too upset because Kiran keeps asking him to drive Shelvi away.

"Ran, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to talk to you like that. I just...."

"Say, Mum! why do you say love and promise to make me happy when this is the end?" kiran asked, her voice trembling as she held back the pain of the wound given by Darren.

"Darling, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to talk like that. I just...." Darren flicked his words when he saw Kiran shake her head.

"Ran, I'm sorry.I'm guilty and speaking harshly to you. But I didn't mean to hurt your heart" Darren said as he clasped Kiran's hands together. Darren is completely guilty of Kiran.

"From the beginning you just wanted to play games, me, right, Mas? You never loved me in the first place, did you?" Kiran pulled her hand from Darren's grasp and walked away from Darren and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Kiran, I've never played you. I love you the same. I'm...."

"Love?! What good is the word love if you do something like this?" sentak Kiran's. Her crying sounded heartbreaking.

Darren bowed while kneeling before Kiran, he sighed softly seeing Kiran look so angry and disappointed at him.

"Now I leave everything to you. If you really want to be with Shelvi, go! Don't think of me or my son!" kiran said without looking at Darren. His face was soft and expressionless.

Darren reflex. Kiran's words were like lightning striking on a clear day. " Don't talk like that again, Ran! I don't like to hear it" Darren said.

"Then what about me? Do you think I like hearing you insult me like that? My heart hurts so much, Mom!" reply Kiran

"I'm really very sorry, Ran. Ii'm sorry. After this I promise I will take Shelvi away," said Darren he stared fixedly at Kiran. Darren hopes Kiran will forgive him.

"For what? no need to do that. Don't you have the heart to see Shelvi living on the streets?" said Kiran.

"Roman....."

"Do what you want, Mom. I don't care if you're going to marry Shelvi, though,"

lirih Kiran. His eyes were so empty that he was pointing at the window.

"Don't berc....." Darren stopped his words when he saw Kiran raise her one hand.

"But remember this one thing, Mom! I was just a maid. But I've never been a crazy treasure. So please, next time heart - be careful when you speak."

"Darling....."

"Don't call me that again, I don't think I deserve a call that good anymore, Mister!!" kiran said, while emphasizing the word 'Master' to Darren.

"Listen to me first, Kiran. Please forgive me. I really didn't mean to hurt your heart. I'm so sorry," Darren said. His hands clasped tightly onto Kiran's fingers.

"Repent? Ye know? If you love me, I'm sure you'll never talk like that. Ah, but yes you have," continued Kiran eyes increasingly blank, Seolah - if there is no passion for life.

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