Not a Thorn in a Wedding

The Plan that Failed

Sit down and wait for the husband to improve. Rista just kept looking at that handsome face that felt the pain in his body. No longer knowing what to do but help the husband heal. It's morning back. Where his position as a mother and wife must carry out their duties again.

"Mr Zayn, let's get up. Breakfast first." said Rista holding the husband's arm.

"Mr Zayn." Rista called him back. There was no response the man gave other than to continue muttering the name of the first wife. Rista pulled both corners of her lips smiling wryly.

It's hard to believe that this is the fate of her life and marriage. The memory of the father's threat left Rista confused at this moment. He wanted to stay away from the Zayn family. One thing could be his victim. That is the fate of the child who will not know what it will be like.

"I'm sorry, God. I don't know what to do right now." Rista moved from her seat. Choose to leave the room to the child's room. He was the only one who loved her as a child.

"Darling, it's with Mamah" he called the child. Rista tightly hugged the still innocent petite body. Sadness could only be spilled with his tight embrace. Not having people close to him makes Rista more closed with everything he suffered.

Rista thought for a moment to meet the father. She wanted to give herself up for the peace of her husband's family. Several times she saw the woman shaking her head. Refusing the idea of his own thinking.

"No. I can't be rash. Don't let my fate and Restu be the stakes. Dad would never mess around in action. I am now a mother. Restu has fate in your hands, Rista." he murmured inwardly.

Long he was silent in the son's room, until finally Rista stepped out by carrying the child in her cradle. She reunited her husband. Zayn is no longer alone. There was a mother-in-law sitting holding the man's hand.

"Mother?" sapa Rista nervously looked at the figure of Gauri who was staring at her husband with puffy eyes.

Gauri looked at Rista in silence. Rista slowly stepped closer to him while holding the child.

"Zayn is sick. Why did you bring Restu in here, Rista?" gauri asked, Rista couldn't answer. I don't know why his mind didn't even get there.

After saying so, Gauri refocused on Zayn. "Zayn, wakeup. You can't get sick like this. Remember you're married and have responsibilities. Don't ignore them. Just let Calvina's business think about it. Because today I came to say that Calvina must be alive."

Rista's eyes widened perfectly hearing Gauri's words. His eyes were dewy, fear suddenly enveloping his mind. Calvina is still alive and will likely be tortured by her father again.

"You take it easy, Rista. This has all been my decision. I gave you permission to get married. It means I will answer for everything. Take good care of Zayn. He needs you as his wife." Gauri said as if understanding what was in Rista's mind just now.

Not daring to say, the one-beaked woman could only nod obediently with her head lowered. "I'm sorry, ma'am." said Rista.

Gauri left the house and refused when Irene offered to sit for a moment. He just wanted to pour his heart out to his son-in-law. Although Zayn could not respond, Gauri was calmer.

Without them knowing at this place of confinement is going on a terrifying incident.

"Sister, let's run!" shopia shouted as Calvina's hand slipped off the rope. His feet can move freely without any strings attached.

Shopia who heard Calvina's words shook her head disapprovingly. Their time will not be enough to let go of everything. "No, Brother. Come on Brother should go and get help for us. Hurry, Brother. They'll be back soon." Shopia said again.

Calvina did not hear the words of her sister. For her the grandmother was the one they had to save at this moment. The situation of Fara, the old woman who loved her granddaughter, has now greatly deteriorated. Calvina doesn't want to feel guilty about losing her grandmother.

The faint sound of a noisily falling item from within made the guards start to feel suspicious.

"Hey, who's inside?" shouted the cruel man.

"Sister, let's run. Please seek help immediately." please Shopia again.

The obedient Calvina finally nodded. He ran out of a small window that was out of nowhere. Now he can only rely on weak energy. Calvina doesn't want to ruin her sister's hopes.

"Granny's Bag, Shopia. Brother will be back soon." Calvina said at the end of her meeting.

Shopia is only silent with a heartbeat that is not careless when seeing the door open from the outside. The figure of the man in charge of guarding the stands watched the room. His eyes looked very scary when he saw an empty chair.

"Bad!" upset ass. There was no question he posed to Shopia other than his quick steps following in the footsteps of the open window. Like a wild beast that immediately jumped out of Shopia even to the point of being shocked by the action of the guard.

Only prayers can he do here for his brother. The only hope is Calvina.

"Sister, I'm sure you can go out and get help for Grandma. God, protect my brother. I beg you to help us. It's enough we're trying to survive right now." Shopia murmured inwardly.

Fara who grew weaker just shed tears seeing the condition of her two grandchildren. His old and weak self actually made it difficult for his two grandchildren to escape from here.

"If you have the chance, get out of here. Grandma's gonna be fine, Shopia. Help your brother get out of here. Your future is long. Don't waste it, Shopia. Grandma will be waiting for you to come back to save Grandma." Shopia shook her head at the grandmother's words.

"No, Grandma. I'll be here with Grandma. Brother will definitely come out and seek help..." Not even the two of them had the chance to argue anymore, the sound of crying in pain was heard from the outside of the room.

The scream of pain clearly made the two dumbfounded. Clearly it was Calvina's voice begging for mercy.

"Sister.." shirih Shopia said.

The next second saw Calvina who got bruises on her face and hair that was grabbed by the cruel man. No matter how Calvina cried begging to remove the hair on her head. The man kept dragging him in.