Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

49. Abuse of Your Own Wife

"Mbak why, anyway? You don't want to understand me? It doesn't want me! if you're jealous you just say it!" hana shouted as I almost reached the door of the room.

I stopped and looked at him sharply.

"I'm not envious. I just want you to understand now how we are, Hana! Don't you make Mas Hilman more dizzy. Remember we have no income!" I also did not lose screaming at him.

"That's it. Why are you guys making a noise?!" exclaiming Mas Hilman looked at me and Hana alternated

"Hana, I'll get you some money for Fika's exam. Ayu, I'm asking you please don't talk about this anymore, yes." she asked me.

He always does. Defend that woman. What he does, what he wants, what he says, he always does.

"Mas, you have no obligation to support his family. How long will you keep giving them responsibility?" I asked Mas Hilman. Mas Hilman just looked down and heard me.

"Bak you don't be so dong. Mas Hilman also love Mother Ayu. Did Madam Ayu forget that Mother Ma'am also Mas Hilman love the risk?" ask Hana with a snarl.

I just kept getting into the room. I approached the two men who were still standing in the kitchen.

"Who said? Who said Mas Hilman still gave money to my mother?" snapped to him. In fact, it was a while after Mas Hilman married Hana, Mas Hilman never gave money to Mom on the grounds that the money he could not be enough to divide there into here. Lucky money harvest in the village is still enough to eat and also check Mother.

"Mas Hilman has never given my mother money because of you. Because you asked for enough money for your family!" yell again.

"Yu, that's ...."

"What's up, Mom!!" I snapped at Mas Hilman with a slight scream. Doesn't he know that I'm defending him?

He was immediately silent after hearing my snaps.

"It's only natural that I ask for money for my family. I've been hosted by Mas Hilman, it's appropriate that Mas Hilman contributes to my family." Hana won't lose.

"Isn't Mas Hilman's family what you want? Why don't you ask for it, Mother-in-law? Don't ask Hilman!"

"The boy should be grateful that I am willing to be in two and pregnant with Mas Hilman's child. What if I wasn't Mas Hilman's second wife? It is certain that you will be divorced by Mas Hilman for preferring to hear the woman. The woman who can give him offspring." I get angry when I hear it. Again, the talk of heredity. Indeed I still can not give offspring, then is it wrong?

"Try thinking. Think the same Mother, who wants the same woman who can not love her husband offspring. Self-aware dong, it's lucky Mbak not abandoned, try to think that Mas Hilman ninggalin Mbak Ayu. Widowed, childless, unemployed ... Akh!!" He shouted loudly, with his face now slammed to the side. The words he was about to say now he no longer continued.

I looked at him sharply. My hand's hurting. Heat. One hard slap had landed on his smooth cheek. Now he held her cheek and looked at me no less sharply than me, his chest up and down, the look in his eyes hated me.

I can't believe this, for the first time I've slapped someone.

Mas Hilman stared in disbelief at me. "What are you doing, Ayu?!!" she shouted as she approached Hana and put away Hana's hand, looking at the red marks I made on her cheek. One hand of Mas Hilman rubbed that cheek.

"What are you doing?!!" her screams furiously looked at me with nyalang.

"I slap him! Why?!!" my screams won't lose. Both of my hands were clenched on either side of my body. Mas Hilman seemed to not accept what I did to Hana. He approached me and pulled my hand violently, leading me into the room.

This hungry body, now he throws it on the bed. The pillow that had been quiet in place was slightly jumped when I landed on the mattress.

"Your path, Ayu! Why are you playing rough with Hana!" yelled Mas Hilman. The big hand was now pointing towards me.

I got up and put the big hand out of my face.

"You don't hear what he said to me? Who here doesn't want to be divorced! I want that a long time ago, Mom! You're the one who won't split with me!!" I screamed loudly at him.

"Yes! I don't want to split with you! Why do you always ask to be separated from me? I told you that I didn't want to separate from you, and I divorced Hana after the child was born! Why don't you accept my proposal, Ayu!!"

I can't believe this. Mas Hilman thought about it. I guess a few days ago after I gave her an understanding she was able to accept.

"Why did you become a bad person, Mom? Why are you a brengs*k? I don't know you. Get out of this room!" I yelled at him while pushing his body.

Mas Hilman suddenly moved his hand, starting to open one by one the buttons of the shirt he was wearing.

"What do you want, Mom?" I asked with fear, the face was no longer describing the face of Mas Hilman. Now smile like a grin in a movie I've seen.

"I'm a bad guy, right? I'm brengs*k?" He got closer, the shirt he had taken off now he threw until it landed on the floor.

His feet were getting closer to me. I'm honestly afraid to see it. Although we are husband and wife, but I do not want to be like this!

"Mas get you out of this room!" I shouted while pointing towards the door, but he shook his head.

"This is my room too, you can't kick me out, Ayu!"

"No! Get out of here!" I screamed again, he still didn't listen.

I took a run to run. Mas Hilman's circumstances made it impossible to hear me.

"Don't you run from me, Ayu! I'll impregnate you so you don't always ask to be separated from me!" he shouted with wrath.

I was almost at the door of the room, but Mas Hilman pulled my hand and pulled me violently. He quickly locked the door of this room and threw the key in any direction. I just stared intently at him in disbelief.

The sound of pounding from outside the door rang out loud, calling out the name of Mas Hilman. Complaining if he feels pain in his stomach. However, it seems that Mas Hilman's ears have been covered by something, not hearing the groans of people outside it.

"Akhs! Mas, let me go!" I muttered as the big hand pulled me towards him and forced me to kiss him. Her unshaven beard made my cheeks and neck skin sore.

"Mas stop!" My screams, trying to push him. However, he did not pay attention to me.

My body he threw back on the bed and crushed me, giving a sick and heavy effect on the body. This chest tightness, not only because he was above me, but his harsh treatment.

"Mas, no!" my yelling. The big, strong hand started to get into the shirt, giving a painful rough massage. My two hands could not get rid of her one firm hand. No matter my complaints or screams.

"Mas no! Please, I'll hate you until you do! My mother!" scream again.

"Akh!" One bite he gave on the shoulder. It hurts, "Mas stop! I am ak ... Hmmptt ...." My eyes were puffed up when suddenly Mas Hilman kissed me violently. He plays his tongue, sucks, twists, and small bites of my lips. Not allowing me to just breathe. In fact, he paid no heed to the tears I let out due to this harsh treatment of his.

I want to get out of here, but can't, both hands he holds on top of his head with one hand, while the other hand ...

"Akh!!" my screams, then stuck with his mouth back. Pain and tenderness felt in the core of the body as he forced his possessions in and out at a fast tempo. The face looks very happy, no matter what I am now still screaming and crying because of what he did.

I am his wife, but I am not being treated harshly by him!

I swear, Mum. After this, I will make you regret it!