
A man is showing a drama of a husband's torture of his wife in front of his young son. He slapped, beat, spit and grabbed his wife. His wife cried out howling for forgiveness, but the man's heart was not moved at all. He still beat her many times.
The little boy's blood was turbulent, there was a feeling of pity and hate all at once. He hit his father with a broomstick, his father was shocked for a moment, then slapped him several times.
"Braven, you want to be an ungodly child!" sniff the man.
""Why do you torture the mother" replied the boy boldly
"Your mother has cheated" the man snapped
"It's impossible, indeed you have evidence" the boy replied loudly
The man fell silent, then went to the room and then came back. He threw a cellphone at the boy.
"Let's look at that phone!" said the man
Anwar the snot boy, open the screen hp that contains obscene chats, photos of his mother's affection, there is even a video of an adult scene.he was dumbfounded, he did not know what to do. He ran away, escaping reality.
The night wind was gentle and soothing, caressing his handsome face. Beautiful moonlight captivates with its radiance, flirtatious stars tease but the boy's heart is not moved. His heart was like being sliced into small pieces.
"It's impossible for mom to cheat, this must be slander" he murmured.
But the evidence of photos, videos, chats and SMS on mobile phones is indisputable. He felt sore, then thought whether his father felt the same or even worse. Various questions raged in his mind, yet there was no answer that satisfied his heart. He crouched down, covered his face, then sobbed in solitude.
"Female bitch...!" he throws a crystal glass in his hand.
Deep down, he felt he could not bear to hurt the woman he loved with all his heart, but he hated her for her cursed actions. Hate, love, anger, and pity are united in him.
Anwar returned to his mother's room, wanting to know more clearly, rather he wanted something he saw to be a lie, or at least there was a direct explanation from his mother's lips for his actions.
"tock.tok..tok..." Anwar knocked on the door several times
"mother.. mother.this is Anwar" He told her whereabouts, but there was no answer.
"tock.tock...tok..." Anwar knocked the door back several times but still there was no answer.
Anwar opened the door that was not locked, he was surprised to see his mother lying helpless. Her mother's mouth was frothy and her breath was wheezing.
"Mothers... Mum..." Anwar screamed loudly, shaken by his mother's helpless body.
Anwar ran to his father's room, then banged on his father's door.
"Dad.. mother poisoned.. father... hurry please mother.." cried Anwar.
Rangga opened the door and went straight to his wife's room, he called his personal doctor to come immediately. Even in a dream he did not think that his wife would do so