My husband is not for me

Chapter 69. Azlan's Cruelty.

"Ma, Rian wants to, too," said Rian to deliver the plate to Clarisa.

"Wait, baby, Mama get Daddy first, after that Rian," said Clarisa stood up to get food for Aditya.

Clarisa did ask her son to call Aditya Deddy, after Aditya stated he wanted to propose to her.

With a feeling of pleasure and happiness Clarisa took a meal and at the time wanted to fill the plate Aditya held her hand. "Remove it first to your son" said Aditya flatly, then took his own food.

Clarisa just smiled wryly at Aditya's very flat and cold attitude to her, even though their marriage is only counting the moon. Clarisa fills her son's plate but looks annoyed by staring at his son's anger, while Rian is only able to lower his head, wiping away his tears without being noticed by everyone. While his mother who saw it was indifferent and did not care about the feelings of her son.

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Azlan locked the bathroom door, staring back at Qesya, seeing her husband Qesya's gaze become frightened. "A-ap-what yes-who in-want ka-you la-laku-do, ak-I mi-min-apologize, I-I beg you"

Had not had time to finish his sentence Qesya in the fruit was aghast with Azlan's cry that sounded very frightening in the ears. "Wouldn't what?, Ha?!!!!" azlan shouted with a sharp look at Qesya who looked scared and continued to step back until her body hit the sink, which was the only one,

With an angry face Azlan walked slowly closer to the cornered Qesya, and Qesya's face immediately turned pale fluently when he saw Azlan taking out a tool, and the tool was a silencer. Frightenedly Qesya shook her head. How not, it has been ascertained his fate when Azlan has issued a tool that has always been a silent witness of the torture committed by Azlan to him anywhere and anytime.

The tool was in the patch on the bathroom door, while Qesya incessantly shook her head but Azlan only smiled smirk at her, making the fur on anyone who saw it must be goosebumps in fear.

Azlan rolled up his sleeves looking at Qesya from head to toe with a creepy smile like the devil's smile in the demon tales.

While at the dining table Maira looked restless, her eyes were unceasingly staring towards the kitchen. " Why hasn't Qesya come back yet?, I hope that demon doesn't torture her anymore. I beg God, please protect Qesya from the cruelty of her devil-like husband" she prayed expectantly.

Maira is very restless and worried, she really wants to go and see her best friend but she is afraid that if she comes there, Azlan will torture her even more, while Arhan who had noticed the face of the wife who looked so agitated and worried, made himself worry for his wife. "Darling, what's the matter?, you look anxious," he asked gently with a look at Maira's hand.

Maita regained consciousness from her daydream, and seeing that everyone was already staring at her, not wanting to make everyone worried and suspicious which would result in Qesya, Maira quickly changed the look on her face, not wanting to make anyone worry and suspect, then smile at everyone. "I'm fine" he said, pulling his hand from Arhand's grasp.

Maira's cold attitude is always shown, making Arhand only able to smile wryly and exhale violently. Arhand looked at the face of his wife who never looked at him, even though she never did. Even if their gazes unintentionally met Maira by throwing their faces in the other direction, then leaving just like that

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"Auhh .." - Qesya groaned holding Azlan's hand that gripped her chin.

Emotionally Azlan stared back at Qesya, who grimacedly withholding her grip. "I hope this is a punishment that can make you red, but if this has not deterred you, then make another mistake because I still have a lot of punishment for you" he said, throwing Qesya's chin to the side, until Qesya's forehead hit the floor.

While Qesya still rested on the floor with a state of attention, where the dress that had been very graceful in her clothes now turned into a dress full of torn and fresh dar*h marks that came out from the wound of the camb* scar*the one Azlan gave him. Seen from a deserted until his back is bruised, and takes out dar*h immediately.

Geck.

Geck.

Geck.

Azlan opened the bathroom door, while outside the bathroom was already standing tall someone in ninja clothes, who was Azlan's secret right hand. The man gave Azlan a paper bag, immediately Azlan took it and closed the bathroom door again, but before closing, Azlan stared intently at his right hand. "Did anyone see you coming here?" tanyanya stared hard.

The right hand shakes its head."No sir, I entered through the emergency exit," he replied firmly.

"good. Now you can go and stay through the emergency exit" Azlan said after that he immediately closed the door.

The right hand that had gotten used to his Master's attitude did not care about him and went straight from there.

Azlan took out a dress that was under his right hand earlier, throwing it at Qesya who was still sitting on the floor. "Quick put on, and fix your makeup, I don't want everyone to be suspicious, Understand!!!" Azlan.

With full of emotion Qesya squeezed her dress strong even stronger finger veins until it was seen, the glare of Qesya's eyes was sharp and reddened with restraining emotions, in his mind he was eager to finish off the demon that stood right before him, but he held out in order to achieve the vengeance he had prepared to destroy the Devil before him until he left all the pain he had given him and others.

Qesya's unmoved attitude made Azlan return emotions thought Qesya did not listen to him and ignored his words. "What else are you waiting for quickly stand up and change your clothes. HURRY!!, before I make you forever unable to stand and only able to sit down," he sarcastically.

With great difficulty Qesya tried to get up by grabbing the sink as his handle, but when he wanted to stand the incision wound in the fold of his knee made him lose balance and almost fall. "Let go" the circus by throwing Azlan's hand so tightly that Azlan's hand hit the wall.

Not accepting Qesya's rude attitude, Azlan's two hands clenched firmly staring at the reflection of Qesya's face, but Qesya also returned Azlan's gaze no less sharp as well, the reason he was really disgusted when touched by Azlan. The gazes of the two were so sharp that they were ready to draw each other to their necks.

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