Persist
The Part 84 S 2
After seeing Zefan's car leave. I went back inside the house. Tok to tok. Just a few steps away, someone knocked on the door. Maybe Bi Iyah who has returned home, not usually he passed the front door after going to the market.
I opened it slowly while calling out to him.
"Bi Iyah is already pu...."
That look, "I'm not your maid."
"You."
"Yes, I'm here."
Yesi entered with definite steps. He hit me.
"Hows it? are you happy with what I did to your husband?" ask Yesi.
Yesi sat with the legs she placed on the table. His eyes surrounded my house with a horrible look.
"A nice house. Oh yeah, didn't you make me drink?"
"Why did I make you drink. You're not a guest here" I said.
"alright. I can do whatever I want here."
"What do you mean?"
Yesi smiled, "I can do other things besides getting your husband hurt. I'm doing all this for my husband you imprisoned."
No I thought. It wasn't Mila who did the stabbing on Zefan. But Yesi, he did this in the name of revenge.
Not long. Mama came to the house. His face looks panicked.
"What's up, Ma?" my many.
"Honey. You come with Mama home. It's not safe here."
I frowned, "I mean Mama?"
"Yesi will hurt you. She's going to get revenge for her husband" Mama said.
"The two who loved his son-in-law very much" said Yesi.
Mama looked at Yesi. "You're here. What are you here for."
"Don't you know yourself. Why else ask."
Jesse is approaching us.
"Yesi. Keep your attitude to the old man."
Yesi laughed quite loudly. His laughter was terrible. He came closer to me and pushed me. But my mother chose to help me. Until he himself was pushed by Yesi.
"What are you doing?" my yelling.
I tried to help Mom stand up. Yesi did not look sorry. She smiled at the injured Mama in front of her.
"I should have done this a long time ago. My husband is right, you're weak people."
Seeing that Mom was unconscious. Blood also flowed from his forehead. I took my phone to call an ambulance.
"What do you want?" Yesi took the cell phone in my hand, "Just let her die."
"Give me my phone back." I tried to pull my phone back.
"No way I'm giving it."
Crackling. My phone broke in front of me. He even did things this far. I glanced at the table. There's a home phone. I can use it. But, Yesi will still thwart my plans.
"Alisha. What if you experience something like me. Pregnant and left behind by her husband, because he was in prison."
"I lost my son because of your husband."
Yesi approached me. I don't know since when he had a knife in his hand. His eyes are very sharp. In his eyes was nothing, just a look of despair.
"I wanted. Not you like me, but your husband. Not to be in prison, but to die at my hands." Yesi's gaze was very frightening.
This time, I didn't know I had to call the police or ambulance. Mama's condition is getting worse, because the blood that comes out more and more.
"It's not that easy" said Yesi.
This time I have to choose. Let me hurt, but Mama can be saved. I chose to run as hard as I could towards the table.
Hap. Sretti. I complain. Because my back is slashed. I didn't get the phone. However, I even got this incision.
"Take me off." I kept trying to reach for that phone.
Cuts by incision I feel. Bare, pain, heat. All become one. To where, Yesi flipped over my body and crushed me.
"Is that sick?" asked Yesi with that horrible grin.
I didn't answer. Now, that blood-soaked knife is playing around my neck. Yesi could have done that horrible thing right now.
Brakes. A policeman broke down the door and entered my house.
"Lift hand. Sister Yesi, you are already surrounded," said a police officer.
Yesi raised her hand.
"Drop your weapon and get down." The policeman warned Jesse.
After that, many police entered. I also saw some medical personnel coming. Yesi who did feel surrounded dropped his knife. He also sits beside me.
"Your life is full of luck. I envy you" Yesi said to me.
I just kept quiet while enduring the pain. Two medics approached me, they helped me to get up and get help.
"You are arrested for the stabbing of Zephan's brother and, for the interception of Zephan's brother's family."
Calmly. Yesi followed all the orders of the police who arrested him. Mama was brought in by an ambulance that arrived early. I really hope, if Mama's okay.
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It has been a month since the incident at home. Zefan and I are on vacation at the beach. A long vacation with nothing to bother.
"How's the view?" zefan asked as he hugged me from behind.
"Of course it's beautiful. Hopefully, our future is beautiful too."
"Yes." Yeah."
Until now I was still afraid to see the scar on my back. So much, even horrible for me. Fortunately, my husband accepted me for who I was.
"Let's eat. I've prepared a romantic dinner downstairs," Zefan told me.
"Come on. It's been a long time, I haven't eaten your cooking."
Zefan rubbed my head gently. We went down to the dining room, everything was done. Special dinner, on our wedding day.
"I'll wash the dishes first. You can go into the room first" I told Zefan.
"alright. I'll wait for you tonight."
I just smiled and continued to clean up the rest of our meal. In this villa, Zefan and I deliberately did not bring Bi iyah. We want a day we haven't enjoyed in a long time.
When finalized. I went straight into the room.
"Do you not want a child in the middle of our family?" ask Zefan.
I was silent because of his sudden question.
"Why? you still not ready?" ask Zefan.
"It's not. I really want that, but..."
"Nothing but, I need your answer."
I nodded slowly. Zefan stepped up to get closer to me. The sound of music streaming from Zefan's phone. Zefan's hands were coiled around his waist. Our kisses are a beautiful thing right now.
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EXPIRE
