Stuck in Marriage with a Wife

Can't live

A man seemed to be sitting with his blank look. He sat in a wheelchair with hospital clothes wrapped around his burly body. Almost a week he was treated in the hospital, due to the blows of the father-in-law in several parts of his face and stomach.

"Alan let's eat first, from yesterday you didn't eat," Anne said, stirring the porridge in her bowl.

The man ignored his wife's words. He was too engrossed in his own daydream. A man is like a living statue who cannot speak or respond to the speech of others.

"Alan, how long are you going to be like this?" asked Anne who began to beard with her husband's attitude.

"Where's Aerin?" alan asked without seeing the woman.

"I don't know," said Anne, still stirring her bowls and bowls.

Alan looked at Anne sharply. He saw the woman as a demon to fight. If only he had the strength and power, he would have avenged all his grudges on this woman.

"Say where my wife is?" alan stood up from his wheelchair. "You will feel my vengeance Anne, if anything happens to Aerin and my baby-to-be," Alan threatened to stare at the ******woman he thought was the devil.

Instead of being afraid, Anne instead looked relaxed while smiling triumphantly. The goal is to make Alan his. It doesn't matter if this guy doesn't love him at all.

"Can you get back at me, Alan?" ledek Anne's. "You won't be able to fight me. You know, not only Aerin will be the victim but also both of your parents" Anne said standing staring at her husband in love.

Alan could not dwell, his body instantly weakened when remembering his parents. He still hopes that his father and mother will be okay even if he is not sure. Christopher is the most evil man Alan has ever known. Alan regretted ever marrying Anne. This woman was nothing more than a demon incarnate who was looking for prey to expand her kingdom.

"Don't forget Alan that your fate is in my hands. You want to know where Aerin is?" Anne stroked the chest of the man's field. How Anne was infatuated with Alan, this man was truly handsome and captivating.

Alan immediately looked at Anne with his whole face glowing red as if ready to burn straw.

"Say where?" alan's jolt was full of anger.

"Hem, why should I tell you where he is? It's free that you know her whereabouts, you won't be able to get back together" Anne said with a mocking smile.

Anne smiled at her husband. He was happy to finally be the winner in this story. With the power he had, he could make Alan his own with just a snap of a finger. This guy doesn't love him, for Anne it's not a problem. Most importantly, Alan could be next to him until the end of his life.

"You'll see Anne, once I have everything I'll avenge me. I'm going to find Aerin back and you won't be able to get in my way" Alan said with a hardened expression and his clenched hands, handsome blood vessels taut on his neck holding back anger and hatred.

"I'm waiting for your revenge Alan" Anne replied lightly. Anne approached Alan's ear and said, "Aerin and your baby are dead."

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"How's it?" ask Agam with his frustrated face.

Agam looked at his assistant sharply and unobtrusively, his eyes looking as if ready to pounce on the assistant alive.

"Don't say anything recklessly Yakob, I'm sure Aerin is still alive" Agam said.

Agam was sure that his sister was still alive. Even though the possibility is very small. His heart was again sliced with pain when he saw CCTV footage on Yakob's iPad. During this time Agam never realized that Aerin was the sister who was always told by his own mother.

Stupid again, Agam fell in love with his own half-sister. Seeing Aerin's shady face, like pulling him into Aerin's imagination.

"Sorry sir" said Yakob.

"Continue searching for Aerin's whereabouts until it's found. I'm sure my brother is still alive!" order Agam.

"Your Young Master" replied Yakob.

Agam rubbed his face in frustration, guilt and regret burst into his chest. He did not expect that the woman he loved and hated was his own half-sister. Remembering Aerin's face made Agam even more immersed in the feeling. If only he could find Aerin sooner, surely his sister would not feel this kind of torment.

"Well, you can get out," she kicked.

"I'm sorry Young Master" Yakob said. Agam simply nodded without answering the remark from the assistant.

He leaned his back because he was tired. Sighing blood crawled up to his face, thus making his face crimson. He regretted ever hating Aerin. Had he known from the beginning if Aerin was his sister, Agam would have invited the woman to live with him.

"Excuse Brother Aerin," he murmured.

The man looked at the figura on his desk. I don't know when exactly? He did not know, his feelings for Aerin grew just like that. Moreover, Agam knows how much life Aerin, the woman was always tortured by her stepmother and stepbrother. Agam knows all of Aerin's life but he doesn't know that Aerin is the woman his mother has been looking for.

"May you be okay, Aerin. Brother will take you home. We'll stay with Mom and Dad. Mommy must be happy to accept you, let alone hear that you are pregnant," said Agam chuckled softly while rubbing Aerin's face contained in the photo.

Agam loved Ratih the stepmother. The nature of Ratih is meek and never angry with him. Moreover, Ratih always supports whatever Agam does. Agam has lost the figure of a mother since birth because she was left behind as a baby. The presence of Ratih seemed to be able to treat all the longing that was growing in his chest.

"Sister just realized that you're very similar to Mother. You should have realized this from the beginning," said Agam again full of regret.

For years knowing Aerin, he could not recognize that the woman was the woman who was always missed by her mother. Agam who at that time was just idle without thinking that he and Aerin had a sibling bond without blood relations.

Lama Agam monologues himself, thinking about the fate of his sister who lives alone out there. I hope Aerin is okay. Especially her sister is humming.

"Wait for Aerin's Brother. He promised to find you. We will live happily with Father and Mother."

Seriate...