Not a Temporary Wife

Sententary Wife

Going now to obey her mother-in-law will only make it difficult for her and her parents. Not obeying her mother-in-law now she doesn't know what's going to happen to her. and in the end Mitha can only resign according to no after all the same he will be hurt and will likely die at their hands.

"Why are you silent! go pack your things and leave this place "Mother stepmother Michel hard.

"Only Michel has the right to expel me from here" answered Mitha slowly, tired, sick, limp and helpless. Getting consecutive torments made him tired of being powerless.

"How dare you!

Hearing complaints from other residents, two security guards came to divorce what happened. fifteen minutes later, security finally broke what happened and Michel's stepmother left Michel's apartment in her case.

Closing the door and sitting back in the corner, Tired, sick, Mitha could not help crying, crying so badly in the middle of the silence of the apartment made her tired, she said, then he fell asleep in a sitting position hugging his knees.

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The next morning when Michel returned to the apartment, Michel was so confused that he frowned when he saw the apartment was a mess, he thought, "Didn't that woman have been tidying up this mess last night, but why are things here more messed up than last night? "The word is inward.

"What are you doing there? "The baritone's voice struck Mitha's sleeping hearing in the corner.

Mitha immediately woke up she positioned herself facing Michel who looked beavering, but when Michel saw Mitha's face she was leveled up to almost take her eyeball out of place.

"What happened to you? and what are you doing? And what's with your face "asked Michel impatiently.

"Night I didn't make so many wounds on his face, why does it now look so full of wounds on his watch? "inner Michel.

"It's..."Mitha touched her broken lips.. "There was a woman coming here last night, she said she was- "Mitha was silent not continuing her words.

"Talk right damn woman ! "snapped Michel beaver.

"Your mother came here all night, she went berserk here, she also poked

"I warned you, not to let anyone into my apartment, but you!

"I'm sorry.just he-just he.

Michel grabbed Mitha's hair hard. "What only? Just because you're a fucking woman, a fool, and a dissident huh! "Cut it with anger.

"I'm sorry, but he's making a fuss outside, he's making a fuss that's bothering the other residents, I just wanted to tell him you're not around. But he got angry and slammed all the stuff.

"Who is he? what's he here for? "Ask Michel curious.

"That, she said that she was your mother, she wanted to meet you. And he wants me out of here, too.

"Then?

"Well.."Mitha did not understand the last word.

"Why don't you fight, you should fight him, if you need to break his shitty face.

"Hah.."back Mitha did not understand the statement of her husband, where there is a child who wants her mother hurt..

"What's wrong? You are surprised by my words! you're useless, besides being weak you're also a fucking woman who usually makes trouble. "Michel's object, not helping to treat but instead denouncing.

Mitha looked frowned confused, "What does it mean to fight? even I was afraid to touch him, I was afraid he was complaining, and this master without expression was replying to me, but did he ask me to fight back? "Mitha muttered inwardly.

Mitha was silent, she seemed to close her eyes repeatedly until her eyes staggered to make her fall, but Michel's heavy hands quickly grabbed Mitha's body that was about to fall. "Ckk, troublesome course, "His four were upset, but his hands and body responded differently with his mouth, he carried Mitha's body into the room, after which he immediately laid Mitha on his favorite mattress.

"Ok, you may occupy my bed for today, but get ready to clean it later after you wake up. "His speech was a threat.

After laying Mitha seemingly powerless on top of her bed, Michel comes back out, seeing the chaos inside her residence. "It turns out she really wants to test my patience, you'll know how asshole I am, old lady, I'll show you how bad and bastard I am. "She was slow but full of pressure

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Until the afternoon before night Mitha did not wake up, he was still in the same position, Michel who had been waiting for Mitha to wake up began to grow furious. "Hey fucking woman wake up! "Return Mitha's body violently.

The limp-looking Mitha could only look at Michel with a faint look, the pale face, the messy and stained clothes made her look very pitiful.

"Deg "Michel who saw Mitha's state felt her heart tremble, "God what's with this woman? "Michel glued Mitha's face carefully, she looked pity, but after a while "Shittt, what's wrong with me, she's just a pesky lady, who always makes me hard, and she's not my wife, she's just a temporary wife that I'm going to slowly destroy, after I'm content to destroy her I'm going to throw her away, and make her crumble until she's just going to choose death "Inner Michel said.

"Huh-haus.."Mitha said softly and flatly.

"Ceek "Michel clucked in annoyance. "After dirtying my room, now you want to trouble me, huh! "Gutty annoyed.

Angrily Michel walked into the kitchen, not only did he intend to make warm tea for his wife, "Oh Shitt, I did not understand how to make the drink he used to make for me, "In the midst of his confusion he remembered something "

"I know how, "His speech was very happy when he remembered if he could see the sophistication of his gadget, after seeing the totarial in the screen box he smiled knot. "I think it's going to be very difficult, she said very easily "He muttered in amazement to himself.

With pride Michel brought his homemade warm tea to his wife, proud to have been able to make tea, making her look arrogant. "Drink this "His grandfather offered his homemade tea to Mitha.

Wake up slowly, then drink warm tea made by her husband. "Eumm, what is this? "Speaking Mitha, her eyes were squinting her forehead, and her mouth felt no comfort.

"Ow oh oh.. What you! Basic don't know thank you. "Michel's speech was upset.

"I-that's I'm sorry, but what's that drink? "I answered, and asked what strange drink went into his mouth.

"What do you mean. !"michel asked angrily.

"I'm sorry Michel, but that drink feels so weird, I-I

"Based on the fucking woman, I'm tired of making you even meng-Michel who does not accept his homemade drink in the statement of a strange drink immediately tried in the middle of his words..

"Oh Shitt, what is this drink? "His mouth spouted out the drink in his mouth, asking at the glass he was holding.

Mitha just looked down not daring to see the annoyance of her husband who was scolding the glass that was in his hold.

Glancing annoyed at Mitha and immediately threw the glass he was holding, "Basic is useless, "His speech and left his room, leaving his room, ntah upset or embarrassed for making salt-flavored drinks he just left Mitha who was going to hausan.

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