My Sister gave birth to my Husband's Child

Man with a chilli mouth

"I don't want to bother you, sorry. Maybe you're not a bad person and you won't do me any harm, but I don't want to involve others in my personal matters" I rejected her offer subtly, not without reason, but I did not know this man before me at all. I don't know, the shadow of Ilyas who also used to come by offering help, until in the end I accepted to marry him, but in fact he hurt me mercilessly. I don't want to owe anyone else anything, I'm so traumatized.

The man just kept looking at me expressionlessly. 

"How much is your house worth?" ask the man. I glared at her words, how did she know about it. And who wants to sell it? Until I die, I will keep the house, the only home of my mother and father, a house full of memories. But the problem is that currently the certificate is in Puja's hands, sial*n's sister. 

"My house will not be sold" I said firmly.

"Will your brother sell it? so how much did your sister ask for?" ask again.  Again the question makes me confused by what he said like to know about the ins and outs of the problems I was facing.

"A few days ago I received a guest, a man and a woman. He said he wanted to sell a house in the village***** (his hometown is Ratna), I tried to survey the location, because I was interested. But it turns out that the house is still live in, and you are still selling" he explained. 

I felt more and more indignation at Ilyas and Puja. Without my knowledge and consent, they offered the house to someone else. 

"So the father fits in with his house?" manya curious. 

"If the house doesn't fit, what do you do? but if the land and its location are very suitable" he said blatantly. 

"That's the land of my parents sir, I-I don't want to sell the house, there are so many memories in it. But my sister kept forcing me to sell the house" I said with a lowered head. I don't know why I even told him my real problems, hoping that this man would undo his intention to buy my parents' house. 

"I would still buy it anyway, if it wasn't for me, I'm sure they would still offer it to others. And it could be, offered at a low price, because what I see they're like they're in need of urgent money"

I was surprised to hear his words just now. Ilyas and Puja need money? but do what? suddenly I remembered the other day Ilyas asked me to sign a divorce papers, does that mean Ilyas needs money for his wedding to Puja? but Ilyas is a rich man, why bother my life to earn money? 

When I was still engrossed in my daydreams, the man spoke again.

"What if I keep buying the land, you can still live there, by renting or paying monthly" he bargained. I looked at him, looking for something in his eyes.

"What is your father's real purpose? did you cooperate with Ilyas and Puja so that I would agree to sell the house?" manya suspect. I should have suspected, I was fooled! I don't want to fall into the same hole. Instead of answering, she chuckled at my question. 

"What do you think my purpose is?" he asked back.

"Yes I don't know! but I have to know." I said firmly.

"The father said it fits the land, well surely you want to build something or make something in the land of my parents, it must be the purpose of the father right?" my guess. 

"What can I do or build on such a narrow land?" he turned my words back. 

"Bod*h!" said it. His words actually made me even more claustrophobic with heartache.

"I'm an idiot! begos! so stupid and my way until my husband cheated with his own siblings just do not know! my brother stole my certificate I don't know! and when my parents' house wants to be sold, I can't do anything. That's because it's so stupid and bego me! I did not graduate from Elementary School, but I am grateful I never had the same bad intentions as people! rather than those of you who are not smart and educated, but fool and deceive fools like me!" I said in a fiery voice, I cried out all the burdens that had been buried in my heart. It feels very tired, tired of life like an impartial. Fatigued by tests that seem unwilling to stop.  

"Thank you for helping me and my son, and if you ever meet the two people, say I'm tired, please don't disturb my life again. I don't have anything else" I said, stammering with tears. After that go down from the bed to get out of this room. 

"Where are you going?" ask her while holding my arm. 

"Please!" I brushed off his hand that touched my arm. 

"So people don't flirt, I'm just kidding" he said, holding me back from getting out of bed. 

"As far as I am, you don't have to interfere in my business! I want to get out of here." I said. 

"Where are you?! your feet still hurt! no need to ngeyel! do you not feel sorry for your child? just ridiculed so baper, how to care for your child if you are mentally weak. Your child needs a strong mother. You're baperan!" he keeps telling me.

I continued to rebel, because I wanted to get out of here quickly, but over time my body weakened, I was tired and finally wept dumbstruck to mourn my fate that was getting worse and worse, likewise with Ikhsan who was crying to see me.

Unable to dodge, the man hugged me and Ikhsan at the same time, he stroked my back to calm me down. I smell her body very fragrant. I love the smell, the typical masculine smell of men, but different from the smell of Ilyas mas, the smell is really fresh and comfortable anyone near it. in contrast to my body is dirty and also smelly, he said, is he not happy? I still think about it there at the time. 

I don't know, what was clear at that time was that I didn't refuse to be hugged by that man, I felt comfortable when someone was holding me in my fragile state like this. I know this is all wrong, I'm still somebody's wife. But I really need a backrest. If my mother and father were still alive, maybe I wouldn't be this sad to bear such a huge burden and pain.  

As my sanity began to return, I pushed the man's body away. Not out of anger, but shame, shame. 

"You now rest first, later let me ask my men to find a change of clothes for you" he said. 

"Replace?" tanyaku plain. 

"Yes, change of clothes. Do you not want to take a shower? don't feel smelly? I am just kebauan. You really stink" he said while covering his nose as if disgusted. I felt ashamed, when I thought, that man had no problem with my body odor. But why did he hug me?

My face was already as red as boiled shrimp for holding back anger when I saw him smiling mockingly. He's the most annoying guy I've ever met. 

"Baperan's base!" he said while gently shuffling my hair.

"Basin chili's mouth!" I grumbled as the man walked out of my room.