Miss Your Hugs

Chapter 15

Bara pulled his wife's shirt violently, Nisa's eyes rounded instantly pushing her husband's body with all her might by using her feet.

Bugh....! the sound of falling from the bed.

Nisa flutter takes the blanket, to cover her exposed upper body. However, he did not realize Bara's sharp gaze at him.

“How dare you!” bara Bent.

Bara's eyes are reddened. Nisa slowly retreated while covering her body with a blanket, lucky only her top clothes were released.

Bara quickly pulled his wife's leg, until it was dragged towards her.

“I'm sorry sir, I won't repeat it again!” lirih Nisa pocketed both of her hands.

Bara was more angry with his wife's words, to clench her hands.

Plaque..! one slap hit Nisa's cheek, letting out a little blood on the tip of her lips.

Nisa just resignedly accepted her husband's treatment, is this the end of her life? slowly his eyes closed until he was unconscious.

“Hey, wake up stupid! Now you want to pretend to faint? Huh huh? Build...!” shouting Bara.

Bara shakes his wife's shoulder. There was no reaction from his wife.

“Jeez, he really fainted! What did I do to him?” muttered.

Bara took a breath and threw her rough, inexplicably her heart felt pity for her treatment of his wife. There was regret in his eyes.

He lifted Nisa's body, put his head on a pillow and covered her with a blanket up to her neck.

She went into the bathroom, washed her face and looked at her face in the mirror.

After she finished her business, she exited the bathroom and pressed a button hidden in the wardrobe. It looks like the closet is spinning, and it looks very clear alcoholic beverage bottles are neatly arranged with various brands of course at a fantastic price.

Bara took one of the small bottles of drink, and pressed the button again until it closed as before.

He sat back on the couch, drinking straight from the bottle to spending half. He glanced again towards the bed, looking Nisa still with the same position as before.

“Stupid...!” he grins.

Bara laughed at himself.

“If you hadn't gone on our wedding day, there might not have been a woman who was hurt, Monika.!” muttered.

Then finish the drink and throw it in the trash.

He immediately went out and ordered his housemaid to treat Nisa's wounds.

“This incident should not let my father know yes!” bara's orders.

“Iya sir.”

Bara stepped away, the sound of the roar of the car began to move away.

“Nona, are you okay?”

Nisa has opened her eyes.

“Iya Ma'am, I'm fine! I'm so thirsty.”

Bi Minah gave him a glass of water, and helped him to sit down.

“Yeah, her cheeks look swollen! Let me compress miss.”

“It's okay Mom, it's not too painful anyway,” said Nisa fingered her cheek.

“Nothing, let reduce her swelling as well.”

Nisa nodded resignedly, and Bi Minah took the ice water in the refrigerator carrying her to the room then slowly compressed Nisa's swollen cheeks.

“Aw..,” hiss Nisa a little pain.

“Sorry yes non, it sure hurts a lot.”

“Little Bu,” Nisa said with a smile.

When she finished, Ms. Minah left the room.

Nisa looked around the room looking for her husband, a slight smell of alcohol in the room. Nisa took her clothes lying on the floor and saw that her clothes were out of shape, and threw them into the lucky trash of her pants and underwear still attached to her body.

***

A week has passed. However, Nisa and her husband have not met and neither has her father-in-law, Nisa.

“Bu, I didn't see father, a few days?”

“Big master is on his way out of miss city, it's been a week.” Nisa nodded in understanding.

“And....,” says Nisa hanging. She wanted to ask her where her husband was, but she stopped him.

“Why,” ask Bi Minah again.

“Not be Bu.”

Nisa continues her lunch accompanied by BI Minah.

After finishing her lunch, Nisa went inside her room. After the incident a week ago, Nisa did not meet Bara at all. I don't know where her husband's departure was Bara did not preach it at all.

Nisa stood looking at the scorching heat of the sun in the city and was washed away in her daydream, not hearing someone enter the room and followed her to the balcony.

A burly hand coiled around her stomach and hugged her from behind.

Seriate....

Thank you very much for your support, blessings always and in the launched sustenance of all of us.