Suddenly a Bride

14

"How dare you judge me?"

His tone was slow but very sharp. The anger was clearly visible in his eyes.

With all her might, Nazri tried to endure ignoring the pain in her neck as Mahmed's fingers pressed deeper into her neck.

"Why not? Aren't you as good as you're judging me? I'm talking fak. ta."

The golden hand of Mahmed hardened further on Nazri's neck, clear water dripping smoothly from the eyes past his red face enduring the pain. Both of Mahmed's thumbs pressed firmly against his wife's neck without caring about his wife's blurred vision.

"Death to Nazri!"

His red eyes looked at Nazri full of wrath while his wife did nothing. In between her loving gaze, she defied her husband's demonic gaze as if she was ready to die at Mahmed's hands.

Nazri couldn't answer. His body began to run out of steam as the husband ferociously strangled his wife's neck letting the demons rule him.

Nazri is a stupid woman. For the sake of the family he was willing to survive with the devil hearted man and for the sake of the family he was willing to end his life in the hands of a husband who did not love him at all but hated him greatly.

Nazri closed his eyes as he began to run out of breath. However, before the darkness picked Nazri up, he felt his body in a hempas and he vaguely heard the main door open loudly.

...***...

Ayyut drove his motor at high speed. She had just escaped the wrath of her mother when she forbade her from visiting Nazri.

"Nazri's married, your brother already has a family. Stop paying attention to him, your brother is not the little boy who keeps you either."

The sentences continued to ring like a broken cassette that kept playing filled the contents of Ayyut's head made him even more upset.

If Nazri had married the right man, Ayyut would not have been happy to interfere in Nazri's domestic affairs, but even though Nazri never complained about his household. Ayyut knew that her brother was not okay.

Ayyut was convinced that Mahmed treated his brother very harshly. Although Nazri tries to hide what he is going through, Ayyut knows Nazri's domestic life is not happy. Nazri is not a figure he just met, he knows his brother very well and a little change from Nazri makes Ayyut immediately know what his brother experienced.

From the beginning Ayyut did not agree Nazri married Mahmed but he did not have the power to oppose the marriage occurred especially Nazri willing to be his sister's bride. The man only wanted Meira and he was not a good man for his two brothers seeing how the man treated his two brothers so badly. First he fucked Meira without marriage ties so that made Ahmad's family sue him and because Meira ran away from her marriage in order to pursue the dream of becoming a ballerina, ahmad's family was forced to give up Nazri as a replacement for his brother because the family Mahmed back demanded not to bear the shame.

For the sake of the good name of the Nazri family gave up his dreams and his future, there is no way he can afford his father languishing in prison only the fault of his brother who only thinks about himself.

Given that Ayyut was very angry. Did not feel his motorbike had entered the housing complex of the man he hated the most unfortunately his brother lived there.

Come outside!

Ayyut sent a short message as soon as he was in front of Mahmed's house, before long the door opened showing the face of the girl who lately missed Ayyut.

"Ayyut" cried Nazri enthusiastically. He almost screamed so happy.

Ayyut smiled on his motorcycle and was happy to see the excitement of his brother.

"Let's go in," invited Nazri sumringah to come to Ayyut who is still loyal to sit on his luxury motorcycle.

Ayyut did not heed Nazri's call, "You prepared my message, right? Hurry Up! I want to feel the sensation of eating outside with your cooking." said Ayyut straightened out the purpose of his arrival. He put on his helmet again that he had taken off and gave another helmet for Nazri.

"Well, I want you to eat inside." Ayyut knew it was only her brother's pleasantries and behind the annoyed expression that Nazri showed, her brother would have kept a fret if Ayyut had gone inside.

"Right up inside?" ask Ayyut while turning on the motor.

Not an expression of annoyance like earlier that was made up, now it looks his brother was really upset. Ayyut smiled amusedly at the cute expression of her brother. To him whenever Nazri was upset it must have looked very funny in his eyes.

The Ayyut motor runs slowly letting the morning breeze spoil their bodies. Ayyut stopped her motorbike at the park complex and went straight down followed by her brother.

"I'm guessing you're preparing Pattaya fried rice."

"This is what you like best for breakfast" Nazri said, starting to open the lid of the bushel one by one.

"You know what I like best."

"Of course" Nazri said again with pride.

"Your homemade fried rice is indeed the best Nazri," Ayyut said with a dense mouth. Nazri smiled at the praise from his sister. This is one of the reasons why Nazri is always eager to prepare food for his sister because Ayyut never berated his cooking and of course Nazri is good at cooking.

While smiling at his sister's praise, Nazri gasped when Ayyut suddenly thrust a mouthful of fried rice into his mouth.

"You know I don't like eating noticed."

Nazri smiled, he greeted Ayyut's mouthful with vigor. Ayyut smiled seeing the good response from her brother.

"If there was another woman like you Nazri then I would have married her without thinking, unfortunately you are my sister."

But those words only perched in Ayyut's heart. He did not dare to voice it afraid of adding to his brother's burden and he could not love his own brother.

After finishing eating Ayyut immediately drove Nazri home and he immediately left. However, not too long ago, Ayyut growled as her phone kept ringing in her pants pocket. He had to pull off his motorbike and Ayyut was immediately shocked when the grandmother contacted him again.

"Where Nazri is. Why are you acting like you're hiding my granddaughter. Hurry and get him home soon and if anything happens to Nazri I'll finish you off."

Ayyut's left eardrum was immediately hit by her grandmother's loud voice. He growled not because of the anger of the grandmother who spurted him but because his ears were suddenly sick to hear the voice of the grandmother from across so disturbing Indra hearing.

"Our grandmother was also a grandmother's family, Nazri couldn't have been anything to us and now he's with me. We're at the mall."

Deg

This is how if the interaction occurs in a state of mutual annoyance, Ayyut condemned his stupidity wrongly lying to the grandmother.

"really? Quickly show Nazri to me now!" An enthusiastic voice from the other person along with the phone that reads tut–tut the sign of the call is diverted to a video call.

Ayyut grew increasingly confused at the insistence of her grandmother, "Nazri was in the bathroom Nak," Ayyut replied with a huff. He was almost desperate to face the spirit of his grandmother.

"Well, I'll call in a minute and make sure I see Nazri."

Ayyut's body immediately squeezed as if Nazri's breakfast just now did not provide energy for him. Ayyut sighed a little relieved but he could not calm down because soon the grandmother would return to hold him before seeing the face of her favorite grandson. Nazremite.

With a sense of annoyance Ayyut returned to turn back the bike. Drove his motorbike at a fairly high speed hoping to soon be reunited with his brother.

Once at Mahmed's house, Ayyut intended to knock on the door but was immediately amazed to hear the loud voice of a man who seemed rude and sharp.

"Death to you, Nazri."

Both of Ayyut's eyes were perfectly rounded, it didn't take long for him to immediately break through the entrance and the first sight he saw instantly made his heart weaken but not with his anger that instantly smoldering.