Second Wife Successor Mr. Zain

Chapter 52. Resisting Emotions

“Tasya!” Mr. Aaron pushed his wife's body violently away from her.

“Pa!” pekik Tasya was surprised, only this time she was treated harshly by her husband.

Although all this time their relationship was not harmonious, but Mr. Aaron never did rough let alone yell at his wife's child.

Mr. Aaron got up from his sleep, grabbed a pillow and without saying a word he left his wife sitting on the bed with a red face holding back emotions.

“Do you hate me so much! What is my lack of that woman!” tasya's shout made Mr. Aaron stop his steps.

Mr. Aaron turned his body back towards his wife. “Never be the same as you are with Zahira! You have nothing with her, my lady!”

Tasya grew more emotional hearing her husband's words, she immediately got up and walked closer to her husband.

“Is there not the slightest bit of my name in your heart?” tasya asked in a raucous voice that was already standing in front of her husband.

“Don't ever hope, because until anytime you will never deserve to replace the position of Zahira in my heart!” firmly, Mr. Aaron stared intently at his wife.

Tasya also gave a nyalang look to her husband, not accepting the treatment given by her husband.

“What a special woman is! I've been with you even longer! He's been gone a long time, Aaron! Even I had to take care of and raise her daughter!” tasya snapped, his hand about to throw a blow to her husband's body, but was held back by Mr. Aaron.

“Dragon is your limit, Tasya! I didn't divorce you just because of your daughter!” mr. Aaron threw his wife's hand violently. It flashed the figure of his daughter Zahra who had suffered a lot because of it.

“Huft!” mr. Aaron neutralized his mood, he did not want to be rash and act rashly before everything was revealed.

“Sleep! Calm yourself ...,” orders mister Aaron slightly lower his voice.

Mr. Aaron turned his body around again, leaving the room. It is not his fault that his heart still faithfully loves his first wife, Zahira.

All this time, Mr. Aaron has been trying to accept Tasya's presence and trying to open his heart to her. But the fact that he knew at the time of Zahra's 10th birthday, made him no longer able to provide a gap for Tasya to enter his heart.

During this time, Aaron continued to carry out his duties as a husband and father, but for the matter of heart, Aaron gave everything to the Creator who is Most Reversing the heart of every creature.

Deg.

Mr. Aaron was stunned when his neutrals caught the figure he had always considered to be his own biological daughter, Anindya was standing by the door of his room.

“What do you do?” asked Mr. Aaron in a voice made as calm as possible, however the girl in front of him was innocent.

“Pa-pa,” call Anindya stuttered. “Papa go where?” he asked, his eyes focused on the pillow in his father's hand.

“Sleep, it's late at night! Did you hear anything from inside?” ask Mr. Aaron slowly.

Somehow Mr. Aaron felt a little different when talking to his daughter. A foreign feeling, between affection, disappointment and pity mixed into one.

Anindya nodded her head slowly, only this time she heard her parents fighting with their mouths.

“Don't put it in your heart, just assume you haven't heard anything!” mr. Aaron passed by just like that, he could not linger facing the two women. It could be that his defense is collapsing and the plans that his son-in-law and assistant have devised will fall apart.

Anindya was still glued by holding a glass in her hand, she looked at her father's missing back behind the door of her study. Since there were no servants working in their house made Anindya unable to indulge and had to do everything herself including the thing she had recently done, taking water to put in her room. No more half-brothers who always serve him whenever he asks.

‘It's dead still bothering my mama! No child no mother equally troublesome course!’ maki Anindya in heart.

“Only look at you, I will make your life unsettled bastard child!” anindya grumbled along the way to her room. He felt annoyed because his father looked increasingly indifferent and cold to him and spent more time for his stepbrother.

The next day, in the residence of Lord Aaron from the outside looks very quiet as well as the atmosphere inside the dining room which only contains three people, namely Mr. Aaron, Tasya and his daughter Anindya.

The three of them ate in silence, the menu presented on the table was a delivery food that was usually ordered by Tasya because he could not cook and did not want to bother himself to dwell in the kitchen.

Anindya often stole a glance towards the two people who were fighting each other coldly in front of her in turn. Who else if not the mother and father, precisely the person he had known as his father.

“After eating we will go somewhere. Get ready!” lord Aaron's orders in a flat voice.

“But pa-”

“Do not reason! There is no point in all the activities of your social friends. Even Ms. Amara has long since left you, no one else will help supply your expenses, are you going to bankrupt your husband by spending their money? Leave all your bad habits, Tasya!”

Tasya was silent to the insinuation from her husband. What her husband said was true, so far the useless activities they do every day always get help from Ny. Amara. But the current conditions are different, no matter how rich their husbands, if their bad habits continue it can be ascertained the destruction and bankruptcy of their husband's business.

“Alright, where are we going?” tanya Tasya.

“Your mother's city, Bogor.”

Tasya was shocked to hear her husband's words. “Is there any work there?”

“No, I heard there is a big clinic and dermatologist there he said famous good.”

“Specialist skin? Who's sick, Pa?” tanya Anindya dared to ask.

“Papa wanted to find a doctor to treat the wounds on Zahra's body,” replied Mr. Aaron making the two women in front of him surprised to hear it.

“Emh, what is Zahra wound because of, Pa?” tasya asked with a slightly trembling voice. But she tried her best not to look nervous in front of her husband.

“Why do you guys look nervous?” asked Mr. Aaron pretending not to know their behavior all this time.

“Emh, no really, Pa. Yes, Nindy, dear ...,” said Tasya seeking a defense.

“Iya Pa, we are ordinary. Oh yeah, Zahra's hurt why, Pa?” tanya Anindya tried to shift the subject.

“She said as a child Zahra had been doused in hot water, and the one who watered it was ...” Mr. Aaron hung up his words, he stared at his wife and daughter alternately trying to figure out the expressions of the two women sitting in front of him.

Deg.

Tasya and her daughter looked increasingly nervous, they gulped down her rough saliva.

‘Do you already know everything?’ inner Tasya.

‘Br*ngsek! Did the bastard complain everything to papa?’ maki Anindya in heart.

“Himself, he said he accidentally nudged a pot of hot water while in the kitchen. You guys don't know about this?” mr. Aaron tried to lure the two women.

“No!” tasya and his daughter replied quickly and compactly.

Huft.

Tasya and Anindya breathed a sigh of relief after the departure of Mr. Aaron from the dining room.