Teasers In The House

Part 35 Betrayal

Because there is a request from some readers who want POV Bobby, then this particular author part uses POV stepfather handsome najir, yes.

Happy reading to you the readers terlope-lope.

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BOBBY POV

I am a young man who might be considered stupid because it can easily be enslaved to the love of women whose age is far above me. For her sake, I was willing to leave all the facilities my parents had given me. For her sake too, I have become the son of a dissident and a disobedient.

I ignored all the words and advice of Papa and Mama because I followed the snare of lust that was sown by a beautiful woman with a million seductive pleasures. Yes, that woman is Hera.

I was twenty-one years old, still enjoying college and never thinking of marriage. As an only child, I bear the responsibility to continue my business.

However, the presence of that woman in my house just made everything destroyed. I was unable to focus on what I had aspired to, even making me almost frustrated. She is a woman of faith.

His first arrival was as a house assistant. Mama brought the woman with a rather grungy look into the house out of pity to see her. Mama said, she slept in the store's emperor in the market.

No one thought, after he took a bath and wore clothes given by the mother, the woman who turned out to be thirty years old had a beautiful face and also clean skin.

The first impression I caught was that she was a pretty shy woman. Several times he and I looked at each other, with a red face he looked down timidly.

Ah, it turns out my guess was wrong. At that time it was just theatrical, shy pretentious just to trick the victim. Now that it's been exposed to all its rottenness, I've come to know that he purposely set me up for my parents' property.

Stupidly I am so innocent and easy to believe just like that with the deceit of the demon woman. He trapped me with the pleasure of his sex body. The pleasure that became opium to me, the pleasure of continuing to want me to gulp with him.

At that time my logic was completely unusable. Hera became an opium to my desires, and I didn't want to let her go. Finally, without the blessing of both parents, I married the woman.

I left the house, the car, and all the facilities that Papa gave me. I can't use credit cards or ATM cards anymore. I was forced to leave college, because I had to work and prove to my parents that my choice was not wrong.

My household with him lasted nearly six years. It's not easy for me to live with Hera who apparently likes a glamorous life. I cannot fulfill all his wishes.

At the beginning of the marriage he asked me to divorce him many times. He said he regretted marrying me. I really don't understand why those words often come out of that mouth full of poisonous honey.

As the son of a successful entrepreneur, I have never felt the need to work under the orders of others. However, for her sake, I applied for a job to and fro and ended up being accepted as a saleswoman at a convenience store. Of course my salary is not much, it will not be possible to meet the demands of Hera.

It turns out the marriage I imagined was not as beautiful as the reality. Far from happy word. Hera was no longer the meek woman I knew in the beginning, she was rather savage like a hungry wolf.

Almost every day the swearing I received from the woman's mouth was so spicy. Not a single bit tired of me was precious in his eyes. I who love him too much can only be silent and not reciprocate.

Yes, I used to choose to give up every time he got angry. I did it because I did not feel able to make her happy materially. I let him vent his frustration, even throw things nearby, or throw me out to sleep outside.

My patience began to thin as my marriage entered the age of three. At that time he just came home, it looks like a car delivered him to the front of the house. From behind the curtains I tried to break through the view towards the car that was half-glass open.

I never thought, the one I love was double. I caught him clutching his tongue in the car with a man who turned out to be papa's relationship. So disgusting.

My emotions are bubbling, unstoppable overflow. I violently opened the door and walked with long steps towards the perverted couple. You self-destructive woman! Just makes me regret marrying her.

I violently buzzed the car, startling the heat and stopping the naughty hands that made Hera's body pound full of sighs. They have no shame in committing indecent acts in the car.

Of course Hera was angry to hear the threat. I know why, he was afraid of losing the source of the currency that had been pouring into his account. However, that man would rather listen to my words than her. I'm win.

After the incident that night, my attitude towards Hera changed. Yes .. I deliberately changed. I was enough to be his love. Now, I need to be able to control the woman who is my wife.

I don't hesitate to hit him if he defies. I also forbid him to go. Even when I work, I lock him in the house. All the food and daily necessities I bought. He doesn't have to leave the house anymore.

But base Hera, that woman is very cunning. He duplicated the house key so I could get out when I went to work. I once pergoki he took a transport that at that time passed in front of the supermarket where I worked.

In a hurry I followed public transportation using a motorbike borrowed from friends. My determination at that time has been round, I will beat him all out if caught cheating again.

That determination was dashed when he saw him descend in front of an orphanage. There was a question in his heart as to what he was going there for.

From behind the white-painted iron fence, a boy who began to step on a teenager poured into his arms. Who is that boy? Is he Hera's son? Why did he never tell you? Behind the hide many questions who want answers.

Not long after Hera was welcomed by a woman, after which she took the boy on a transport that happened to pass. The face of the boy was so clear. Hera's hands incessantly hugged and stroked her head.

Ah, it seems right. It must be Hera's son that he was hiding from me on purpose. In the heart just continue to guess the possibilities that can be facts.

The yellow public transport stopped at a large supermarket. I still look closely at their steps towards the shopping center.

I've been stalking them for almost two hours. My conclusion is only one, that boy must be Hera's son. Somehow he hid all that from me, even letting his son stay in the orphanage all this time.

I left them and went back to work. Although many questions are lingering in the mind, as much as I can keep a meeting. I was still acting as usual, as if I didn't know what happened that day.

Day by day Hera's attitude I can't control anymore. Even the punch I gave was unable to deter him, it was like he was getting more invulnerable.

The peak is when he again repeats the same mistake, which is cheating with a rich man. Worse is not just one man, but more. Yes, God .. it turns out he sold himself to a striped man who worships satanic lust.

Hera has really gone too far. It almost made me lose my patience. A violent quarrel triggered by uncontrollable anger made me want to finish off the woman***** that.

If I don't remember the woman I love, I probably won't take my hand off her neck. He almost died at my hands, and that incident is very regrettable.

The day after the night that was filled with the aura of heartache and hatred, Hera left me asleep. I never thought it was the last night I saw her.

I fell asleep so soundly unaware of Hera's departure. There's something strange, I don't usually sleep well for a very long time. I only realized when I accidentally found a package of sleeping drug powder. It turned out that the crafty woman had deliberately put sleeping pills in the drinking water in a teapot.

Angry, disappointed, hate ..all flavors blend into one. The building of love that I guarded had crumbled into rubble full of wounds, leaving behind a lump of grudge that I could never have let go of.

I leave all the feelings that once lived, I replace all with madness that is ready to make a woman do not know herself was not struggling anymore. This grudge must be completed, he must atone for every wound he gives.

There's one weapon I can use, that's the boy in the orphanage. "Look at Hera, what can I do to make you ask me for forgiveness." My hands clenched furiously withstanding the furious turmoil that erupted.

Yeah, I'll pay back every scorn he ever threw. I will avenge every betrayal he commits, and I will incur a deep wound that he cannot forget. I will torment him so that he knows how to lose the one he loves.

I made up my mind to take the boy away from him.