Temporary Husband

farhan Condition

"Run your punishment" his mother softly said. What his mother said made Farhan laugh.

"What punishment? I'm not guilty!" elbow with a horrible smile. Even Fitri to the point of shuddering was horrified to realize her brother's different side.

"So, don't you feel innocent?" fitri asked as she looked at her brother's face in despair.

"I did what I was supposed to do, so why should I feel guilty?" lightly said. She crossed her arms while leaning backward, looking at the two women of different ages before her with a mysterious smile. Two women who have the same blood as him, which he has always cared about.

"Farhan, be nice while you're here. Live out all your punishments and change. I realize that our attitude has been outrageous especially towards Amora. Even the last time we were so cruel to Sania." - Her mother was full of regrets. Farhan scrunched his forehead. He stared in astonishment at the mother who usually never cared about anyone let alone her daughter-in-law. Being able to earn money from her son-in-law was more than enough for the middle-aged woman.

He lowered his hands, then raised his body closer to his mother. His mother reflexively rewinds his body because it can be said he began to fear the attitude of his son who he thinks is increasingly mysterious and terrible.

"What's during Farhan's time here that I've been studying?"

"Ah or did Mom fall and hit something?" he added to the interspersed mocking smile that was very noticeable on his face.

"What did my sister say? Stop being so horrible!" fitri said with a growl. Farhan turned to his sister who was looking at him hatefully.

"What am I doing? And stop barking or you'll lose the ability to make a sound!" he said in a low and slow tone, but was able to make Fitri goosebumps in horror. The gaze was very terrible for him, the way he looked and spoke was indeed very slow and gentle but full of meaningful mystery.

"Not say anything anymore. I don't want you to why later. Your brother is not the Farhan he used to be." whispered his mother without deciding his gaze on Farhan who did not turn a second on Fitri's face. The man looked at his sister while grinning horribly. I don't know what was on that man's mind.

The next second, Fitri who was still staring at her brother screamed in shock.

"So Kaka's nose is bleeding!" he shouted, pointing at Farhan's nose, which was bleeding. Suddenly his mother also looked in the direction pointed by Fitri.

"Farhan, you're a nosebleed" his mother said worriedly. His son's face looks pale and his nosebleeds so much. With ease, Farhan wiped the blood coming out of his nose.

"Why did you come out anyway?" he complained while continuing to wipe him with the tip of his prisoner's shirt.

"Here, put it on." Fitri held out a few sheets of tissue to her brother. Farhan put off what he was doing and looked at his sister for a bit, then turned to the tissue he was thrusting.

"No need!" said cold. He rubbed the origin on his nose that was still bleeding, he looked up hoping that his blood would not come out. Fitri pulled back her hand and looked at her brother disappointedly. She was very worried about her brother and loved the man who grew up with her even though his attitude sometimes hurt her feelings. The woman next to him rubbed Fitri's back gently. Then nodded for a while, and turned to his son.

"Son, are you often like this?" ask his mother worried. But the one asked was silent so the mother only let out a heavy sigh.

"Don't pretend to worry about me. I die here you won't care. So don't be so damn concerned! Let me die here without you knowing." cynical guy after a while. He stared unconcernedly at his mother and sister.

"Go home! Don't meet me if you're just making small talk. Meet me if you can get me out of here." he stood up.

"Mom, why are you talking like that? And why is Brother's nosebleed?" ask Fitri worried. He looked at his mother and looked at Farhan's back, who was away with the guards who led him back to the holding cell.

"Mother also doesn't know why your sister's nosebleed. And your brother's body is now very thin and pale. I feel like your sister is sick, Fit. Do you feel the same way you do?" ask his mother while looking at his daughter.

"Yes, Mom. Fitri also feels the same way. Fitri is not like seeing Farhan's old brother. Farhan is not what he used to be. He was very different from Fitri's brother all this time. His attitude was also very horrible. Although it looks ordinary, but all of it contains a very terrible meaning. Ah I don't know, Fitri is also confused and doesn't understand what it is" Fitri said shuddering in horror.

"Yes, I feel the same way. Hope your sister is okay and can change for the better. Mom was expecting that." - She shrieked in hope that she hugged high.

"Yes, Mom. Hopefully Brother can change better." said Fitri while stroking the back of his mother's hand gently.

"Let's go home," his mother asked as she stood in response to a nod by her son. Both of them stepped out carrying the hope that the man they just met could change for the better.

Meanwhile, in a prison toilet a man grimaces while urinating. He saw hers getting worse down there. There were many bumps like ulcers and boils filling his possession.

"Why are there more?" his weakness grimaced with pain. He was observing hers so apprehensive.

"Ah shit! Should I check myself?"

He thought for a moment. His body was also getting weaker and the flu he felt was getting worse and never healed. His throat hurt and his head hurt him.

"Ah, there's no need to check anything. This is just a symptom of deep heat and soon it will also heal. Or just because the room I'm in is too dirty and doesn't fit my body. Too dusty and not very good for humans. Just a cow I think will get sick when I'm in that room."

He looked at his own once again.

"Ah it's been a long time that mine has not felt the pleasure. I have to get out of here no matter what. Mother is useless! Cannot be relied on. I have to try myself. I'll find a way to get out of this godforsaken place!" he said full of determination.

"Patience, yes. We'll have fun after this." she said, staring at hers down there.

"Amorah ... I won't let you be happy with Reyhan. I'll take you back." she said with a grin.

"I miss you so much, Amora. Very ..." he said. There was sadness tucked in between his words. I don't know, that woman remains the queen in her heart. Although many women have slept with him, for him Amora will never be replaced. She was so special and so different from all the women she had ever met.

When he was about to come out of the bathroom, he felt a warm liquid coming back out of his nose.

"Ah shit! Why keep coming out!" he rubbed it rough.