Tears of a Wife

Chapter 92

The deal happens, Anita comes with the man to be the babysitter Cila.

The man took her to a large, luxurious house.

They were greeted by two men at the gate.

"The lady is waiting for you" they said respectfully.

Anita continued to hug Cila in her arms.

Anita felt her legs tremble, cold sweat began to flood her body.

The complaint was often felt since he was sentenced to suffer from a dangerous disease.

That is also one of the reasons for daring to give up Cila to strangers, even though he is his own biological father.

"Ma, this is his son..!" the man welcomed a fat woman who was his wife. It is very clear that his wife is more dominant in making decisions in the house.

"So you're his mother?" the fertile woman's eyes swept towards Anita.

"Yes, lady..!" answer Anita.

"My husband told me everything, and I hope he told me the terms too" she said coldly.

Anita nodded.

"Let me show you her room, what's her son's name?"

"Arsyila is the daughter of Kurniawan." Anita answered briefly.

The woman frowned.

"I don't like his last name. Enough Arsyila princess, only." he said firmly. Anita could only nod.

He forgot Cila's last name still uses Ilham's last name.

Anita observes the room reserved for Cila.

Pretty big and nice.

"But you can only be here when you take care of it, you understand?"

Anita nodded.

"It's okay, the important thing is that Cila can find a suitable place" he thought comforting himself.

The woman left him alone with Cila alone.

"The woman is very cold.. He only spoke as necessary, would Cila be fine in his hands?" anita was worried.

The timid husband approached Anita.

"You have to accept any conditions, the important thing is that your son gets a place here" he said before finally escaping to follow his wife.

"Basar man has no self-esteem, take refuge in the armpits of his wife." said Anita.

Anita's physical condition is getting weaker because of the disease that gnaws her body. In addition, the lack of nutritional intake makes the disease freely spread.

That day he felt very hungry. Cila had eaten and drank milk.

He tried to walk into the kitchen of the house. He hopes to get a little food to prop up his stomach.

A housekeeper greeted him..

"What's mbak looking for?"

Anita was surprised, then she timidly expressed her point.

"Perhaps there is a little food, my stomach has been empty since this morning" he said.

The paro-aged woman in front of him dyed for a while, then rushed to get food for Anita.

"Eat in the corner there, but there is no one" he said kindly.

With a thank you, Anita crouched down to bribe her food.

But a hand held him.

Anita looked up and was surprised.

'Tonya.. I'm sorry I'm so hungry" she said in fear. The face of the fatty hostess was really scary.

"You remember, don't you, our deal?"

Anita nodded.

"Bik, get the food..!" he said give

instructions.

The man came in.

"Just just food, just let him eat to be strong to take care of Cila.' he said carefully.

The wife looked at him full of anger, making her husband bow in fear.

Anita's tears were shed lamenting her terrible fate.

The woman left him in the kitchen alone.

"Sorry, madam... Madam is so, the person is very hard." said the paro-aged woman who works as a housekeeper.

"It's okay.. The aunt is not wrong."

Anita got up and left the kitchen grimacingly holding her stomach.

In her stuffy room, Anita contemplates her fate now. He recalled how he always made Arini cry.

"Maybe this is the karma I have to pay for.. !" sad muttered.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door slowly.

"Who?" asked Anita in a hoarse voice.

There was no answer, but it was heard again but this time it was slower.

Unsuspecting Anita opens the door.

When the door opened, a large hand immediately smothered his mouth. Anita tried to thrash as hard as she could, but what was her power with her physical condition that was getting weaker at this time.

Anita also could not make a sound because the mouth of the big tall man was already ******* his lips were rough.

With a weak body, Anita can watch the man who is none other than Cila's biological father act on it without mercy.

Anita could only groan in pain, but the man did not care.

He kept driving until he himself drowned beside Anita.

The helpless Anita could only look at the man beside her hatefully. No more tears or swearing let alone poisons that can come out of his mouth.

After a while, the man walked out of his room unceremoniously.

Anita felt very humiliated, she realized she often slept with some men, but this time it felt so painful for her.

How could he leave Cila to such a depraved man?

He admitted that he was not a good woman either. But a mother's hope remains the same. He did not want his daughter to choose the same path as him.

With the rest of his strength, he picked up his clothes one by one. His entire bones and joints were crumbling.

"I must take Cila away from this place of Hell. I don't want my son growing up in an immoral family. I have to hand Cila over to the right person." - teased Anita.

That very night, Anita planned to take her daughter away from the mansion.

Once in a sense of security, Anita settles out while holding Cila.

"Where are you taking it?" a voice greeted him.

Anita hurriedly dropped her bag.

"This, security guard. This child if not in the car around first, he can not sleep" said Anita reasoned.

The guard believed and passed.

Anita's back to the sludge.

After a long time he managed to get out of that cursed house.

Anita stopped a passing taxi.

In the taxi, he held his son tightly. His chest was still pounding from fear.

"Where are we, Mom?" ask the taxi driver.

Anita just realized, she had no money let alone a purpose.

But he had to get out of that house first. Others have been thinking about lately.

"Keep it, sir." replied the origin, he hoped to be away from the house soon.

"Where are we, actually? Or maybe this mom doesn't have any money, huh?" guess the driver.

"Aah, yes sir. I don't have any money. I just want to run away from someone." Anita replied stammered.

"That has nothing to do with me..! Mother's business is to pay the fare..!"the taxi driver did not want to understand Anita's difficulties.

"Quick down! basic kere.. If you don't have money, why take a taxi? Walk there!" as the taxi driver said.

Anita according. He went down and sat under a shady banyan tree. The late night made him more confused.

"Who should I ask for help? all my friends have scorned me, they don't want to see me, let alone help, I'm sorry, Cila's mom, you're suffering because of mom" she said, stroking her daughter's hair.

"Did I ask Siska for help? Ah, no..!

If it's Siska, I'll deal with Ilham's mas again. I'm ashamed." he said in agitation.

The arini? Do I have to call him?

Does he still want to look at me after what I did to him?" said doubt.

"But I have no other choice, I have to try, whatever the response is risk to me."

His heart will ask Arini for help.

With the rest of the courage that he had, he set his heart.

"Hello.. Who, huh?" arini's voice rattled Anita's chest.

"Hello, Rin.." Anita's voice choked up.

"Anita...?" arini's voice sounded astonished.

"Arini. You still recognize my voice, even if you don't keep my number anymore."

Bathin Anita, did not feel her tears flowing. He remembered the good times when they were together.

"Hello, Nita.. You why?" arini's voice again.

Anita could not help Isak who was crying in the chest.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

Anita says that she and Cila are running away from the bad guys. He doesn't know who to ask for help.

Arini who was hearted Mulya did not think long. He forgot what Anita had done to him all this time. All she had in mind was that Anita was in need of help.