My wife Slave of Lust

Flashback

...FLASHBACK...

One week earlier

"Darling ...! Dear I beg .. I beg you forgive me! Please allow me to meet with Ibram, please ...!"

Vida was curled up under me. Hugging my knees tight with a face that was puffy. Since arriving at this house, he did not dare to even raise his gaze. Maybe feel embarrassed. However, if he had any shame, he could not have dared to meet me. Yes, in the morning he followed me to my mother's house. However, I did not allow him to enter, let alone meet my son.

I let out a long sigh, my gaze looking up, while both my hands were already ruffled around my waist, as if they were removing thousands of pebbles clogging the respiratory tract. I honestly can't be this cruel. However, given his fatal mistake last night, it made my heart come back thorny.

Pain once ...!

"Honey .. please give me a chance to fix this situation," he said again on the sidelines of a sobbing. I could feel his body shaking violently signifying regret. Sorry, it seems too late.

"Stop calling me that lie!" my sergeant when he returned pinned the sacred call that now even makes me sick if I hear it.

I pulled my legs from his arms, and turned around so that he could not see the sad scenery he was now watching. But he didn't give up just like that. Vida is back inching and wishes I would be generous for the umpteenth time.

"I promise .. I won't repeat the same mistake. Trust me. If necessary you can punish me," she said in a slightly restrained tone. This time without frills call 'SAYANG'.

I took a rough face, then pulled back my legs and moved away from her. "I stick to my decision. And I don't seem to bother punishing you. Because your current life is enough to be a punishment," I said steady the soul in a slightly cold tone.

This was my first time being indifferent to me, as if this self did not have a heart-shaped piece of sincere organs. However, I must remain self-conscious. Because it does not rule out the possibility someday, Vida can repeat it again.

...💔...

"Name ...!"

Mom's body poked out from the door. He moved closer as I gently stroked the head of Ibram who was now sound asleep in the bed. I deliberately decided to sleep in the room with my son, without having to bother my mother to take care of him.

"Why don't you first consider Vida's request?" ask the mother who is now sitting on the lip of the bed.

My hand stopped immediately hearing his question. "Your mom has it all?" Instead of answering, I asked back.

Mama nodded her mark assenting. I held my position and focused my weight on both hands that extended backwards. "The betrayal is unforgivable, Ma. Because loyalty is not a cheap offering either." Only that word can come out of my mouth.

Mama sounded heavy breathing. Seems to be putting together the right sentences to forward the advice.

"Mama knows how you feel, Ib. But, please think again about your son's future. He was too young to be separated from his mother. He needs a mother's love" said the mother carefully.

I can understand, mama doesn't want her granddaughter to grow up without a mother's affection. But .. ah, it's very difficult to accept Vida back into my life.

"I can raise Ibram alone, Ma. Mama is calm. Ibram could have gone through it all. He's a great boy, "I said gently as I landed a caress on my little boy's head again.

That sounds selfish. But for now, that is my heart. I'll prove to Vida that I can raise Ibram without having to involve him in it.