Second Wife Successor Mr. Zain

Chapter 93. Never Planned

Since the arrival of her father-in-law, Miss. Amara felt a shock in her heart. Whether it's fear, hate or guilt, ma'am. Amara could not explain it in words.

Mrs. Amara sat on the edge of her bed, she took something from the bottom of the nightstand drawer, a drawer that had always been locked tightly and never opened. However, tonight somehow he wants to open the drawer, the drawer that hides his destruction and wounds in his past.

There is an ancient wooden box with a unique carving that still looks very beautiful, on it there is a heart-shaped carving with the initials of the letter A.H in the middle.

With trembling hands, mrs. Amara opened the box and took out a photo from it. He saw the figure in it, but soon he put back the photo.

A drop of tears fell down her cheek without her having time to hold it, it turned out Ms. Amara was still unable to endure the feeling of being so stifling her chest cavity. Flashes of his past story seem to spin randomly in his head like a broken cassette to make his head throbbing pain, Ms. Amara shook her head repeatedly hoping to brush off all the shadows. But his efforts were in vain, the shadows were increasingly spinning violently inside his head.

Brak!

Mrs. Amara ran to the bathroom and dropped the box until all the contents in it fell scattered on the floor.

Zain who happened to pass by and heard an object falling from inside his mother's room was worried and knocked on his mother's room door.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Mom, Mommy okay?” zain asked but there was no answer from inside.

“Mom!” this time Zain raised his voice.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

“Mommy!” call Zain to start panicking.

Not getting an answer, Zain tried to open the door and his mother did not lock the door from the inside.

Chequek!

“Mom,” called Zain and swept his eyes across the room, but he did not find his mother.

“Mom, Mommy where?” Zain continued to step his foot deeper into his mother's room.

Srak.

Zain stopped his steps as he stepped on something on the floor, crouched down and picked it up.

“What is this?” zain asked with a crimped face looking at the floor scattered several sheets of photos and a red ring box.

“Daddy?” Zain recognized the figure in the photo, where perhaps he forgot the figure that was so similar to him despite the hatred for the figure.

Zain stared fixedly at the picture of the father that he had never seen for a long time, to be honest Zain had not remembered his father's face too much. If it wasn't for his face that resembled his father's, he might have long since lost his face. In his memory there is only a vague shadow about the father, it was a glimpse of the past when he was 9-10 years old about 18 years ago.

Falling in love with you was never planned on by me

How I used to admire you so much

Your once perfect figure in my eyes, and stupidly I always believed every word you said to me

You are so I admire ...

You taught me what love is,

You planted the seeds of love in my heart

You are also the one who has cared for and guarded it until it grows blooming

However, why do you now have the heart to water it with herbicides when the seeds have grown to bloom and bloom so beautifully? Wh why?

Zain clenched his hand as he read his mother's handwriting behind the photo sheet. How broken his mother's heart at that time, he was too small to understand everything. In fact, he had run away and silenced his mother only because the mother forbade him to communicate with the family of the father.

Zain again took another photo, and still the same as the previous photo featuring the figure of the father. Zain again found a scratch on his mother's hand behind the photo sheet.

Falling in love with you I never planned

Losing you was never planned

There are many other things I never planned

One of them is meeting you and parting with you

Losing yourself is what I hope will be the closing of my dark story that can make me brittle and fall

Let you be the only one who can make me fall a second time

It makes me fall into your love

To make me fall to pieces, until this body and soul are numb to the beauty of the world because of your betrayal

Let your departure take with it this heart and this feeling forever

Buried it along with the buried body of yours that I could never find in the vast ocean

I Amara Ibrahim hate you so much and will never forgive you Han-Han!

I never allowed you to leave me, why did you leave me??? Who gave you permission to leave me??

“Mommy,” Oghed Zain he felt tightness in his chest, without feeling a drop of tears fall down his cheek.

Zain recalled the first time he had met his younger brother, Yang Zi. Once when he learned the cause of his father's departure and learned that he had a sister with a different mother, little Zain refused the presence of the little girl even hated him.

But Ms. Amara scolded little Zain and told him to look after and love his sister, however she was his sister and the girl was innocent. It's just Mrs. Amara did not want to see the face of her husband's daughter until everyone thought that Ms. Amara hated and did not want the presence of the poor girl.

Brak!

The sound of objects falling from the bathroom resuscitated Zain from his daydream, he immediately ran towards the source of the sound, afraid that his mother would be in the bathroom and something happened to him.

“Mom!” call Zain upon arrival at the bathroom door, but he hears no answer from inside.

“Mom-” Zain hangs his voice when it is faintly heard someone talking inside the bathroom, he is sure it must be his mommy.

Zain peeked into it because the door was slightly open, he then undoes his intention to go into it when he saw his mother crying and thinking of leaving the mother, maybe his mother did not want anyone to know his weakness that had been kept tight.