Metamorphose Flavor (My Glyn)

Doubt it

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It almost took 15 minutes, since Alvino was standing on the balcony. His unmindful eyes stared at the huge gate below, rewarding him with a maximum dose of jealousy pills.

The hand that had been hiding behind his pants pocket, now held tightly to the iron barrier of the balcony. His grip on the barrier grew firmer exposing the protruding veins on both of his arms.

His face was crimson with anger ignited, as soon as he saw a luxury car stop right in front of the gate. His eagle eyes highlighted the wife who appeared to get out of the car, with the sweet treatment of a foreign man.

His blood was increasingly boiling with emotion, as soon as he saw the man there smiling and waving at his wife. His jaw hardened with teeth chattering with the heat in his heart, seeing the faithful man looking at the back of his wife who had entered the gate.

After Rossa entered and was not seen again, the man who was still leaning on the car went back into his car, and passed away from there.

Alvino came down the stairs as fast as lightning, welcoming the arrival of his wife with emotional turmoil that had been in the crown.

"Vin, where are you going?" ask mami Lusy. He saw his son walking towards the front door. Alvino did not answer and continued to move quickly.

"Vin, Vino! Wait!"

Realize that his son is overcome with emotions. The middle-aged woman was also trying to chase after him.

Alvino further accelerated his pace as soon as he saw Rossa who was approaching. Rossa could no longer step. Fear drains his energy in a fraction of a second. Seeing the glint of anger that flashed across Alvino's netra, Rossa suddenly choked weakly.

Without ba, bi, ma'am, Alvino immediately pulled Rossa's hand violently. Dragging him back into the house.

"Vino, Alvino!" call mami Lusy so tight. However, Alvino did not budge at all. He continued to walk regardless of his wife's condition.

"Don't fuck him, Alvino!" his mother, who had no effect at all.

Mami Lusy quickly calls her husband to come home to help Rossa from the effects of Alvino's anger. After that, he ran after the child and his daughter-in-law.

"Alvino, your wife is pregnant. You're crazy!" Back mami Lusy shouted because she could not bear to see her son's treatment.

Alvino stopped but did not remove his hand from Rossa's wrist. His strong grip made Rossa grimace painfully.

"If she knew she was pregnant, she would not be hanging out with other men" Alvino replied no less harshly to the mother.

Rossa jumped in shock and was getting scared. Mami Lusy was like that too. However, not because of Alvino's loud clashing voice, but the man's statement.

"Other men?" mami Lusy asked Rossa with a shrunken forehead.

"Who is he, son?" ask him again.

Mami Lusy remained gentle with the son-in-law, despite the great curiosity urging her curious soul.

Rossa shook her head stiffly. His eyes were already teary-eyed withstanding the pain in his wrist.

"Huh, hypocrite! Vino asks Mami, never again interfere in Vino's household affairs!" snapped Alvino and pulled Rossa back into the room.

Not her room, but Rossa's. Mami Lusy also did not want to budge and still chose to join withhold the hand of her daughter-in-law.

"Stop, Alvino! This must be just a misunderstanding. You hurt her, Alvino!" Trying to pull the hand of the son-in-law.

Alvino, who was very angry, pulled Rossa's hand in one move firmly making the girl's body almost fall if not held back. Mami Lusy's hand was forcibly released.

"Never turn, Mi?" alvino asked in a low tone with a devilish smile.

"Have you ever seen Vino on the street or close to another woman?" Mami Lusy was speechless unable to refute this fact.

"He hurt me!" yelled Alvino uncontrollably.

Once again Rossa and her mother jumped. "So Vino please, don't you interfere again! Enough, Mi!" Back dragging Rossa into the room.

Brakk!

The bang of the door that hit hard, made Rossa close her eyes firmly. He was only trying to reduce the heartbeat that might be able to shift from its place.

While outside, Lusy's mom kept knocking on the door repeatedly while yelling to call Alvino and Rossa alternately.

"Who is he?" ask slowly but sharply.

Rossa bit her lips firmly withstanding the pain in her back, as well as killing the fear towards the man before her at this moment.

"Who is that man? Answer!!!" shout Alvino. A man who has no patience.

Rossa just shook her head without an answer. His mouth was still fidelity. He had no spare courage to speak. Here's Rossa. When the others are angry, he will speak only a thousand languages. Because for him, silence would be much better.

"You're starting to dare to play me?"

Gripping Rossa's smooth cheek with one hand. The girl again grimaced but did not make a sound. She wanted to cry, but she felt strong enough to face the man in front of her. Enough to just be quiet.

Bugh!

One fist of Alvino suddenly touched the door leaf firmly.

"Sister!" Rossa who was shocked reflexively wanted to grab her husband's hand, but quickly brushed aside Alvino.

"Don't pretend to care! I asked who he was?" If you remember the girl is not his wife, Alvino really wants to vent all the emotions that curb his soul.

"Nobody" replied Rossa timidly. His speech was so slow it was almost inaudible.

"You're a liar!" snapped Alvino.

"Not who but just so attentive?" Rossa was silent again. "But not satisfied with the streets with mom, you choose to go with the man? How much did he pay you?"

Rossa flinched and immediately looked at Alvino in disbelief. He did not dare to look at the man, but Alvino's words, igniting a speck of courage that began to be seen.

"Didn't I tell you to keep your boundaries? How dare you do it, even I once reminded you not to look cheap. But in fact you really showed me how low you are now. Are you sure he's my son?" Glancing at Rossa's big belly with a sneer.

The thunder in Rossa's heart was unstoppable. The storm of disappointment overflowed dragging him into a sea of deep pain. A drop of clear liquid symbolizes the fragility of a weak heart, even the unobstructed decay.

My expectations have been soaring lately. Inner Rossa echoed regret.

"You know, I doubt it."

Rossa's eyes closed. Although he had often heard those doubts, he still returned injured.

"Try to make me believe your way, or just tell me the truth and I'll stop hoping."

Alvino's flat voice implied a deep sense of pent-up. Saying that, he turned his face somewhere else. Logically, if understood by a calm soul, then someone will know for sure that the man is hiding something.

"Your choice is only one" said Alvino, opening the door to leave. However, Rossa's soft voice held her back.

Her soft hand lifted sweeping wet that flowed her smooth cheeks.

"And if I have no way to prove it, may I ask one thing of you?"

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