The Contract Wife of the Cruel Master
Chapter 30
“As a result of the explosion, the weapons we were supposed to sell were seized by the police. The girl really wants to play with me, just look I will definitely avenge the blue-eyed girl's misdeeds.”
Her grin appeared as she stared at the television screen in front of her. Netra her eyes continued to stare intensely at the blasting screening there, her bead catching a black figure hiding behind the tree. He grinned faintly, stupidly enough that the girl had left a trace even though the snailers were unaware of it.
“You made it easier for me to find you baby, wait for my little girl to come.”
The gun in his hand was always spinning around his index finger, the bullet in his grasp was still intact and a bribe went in to shoot at anyone. The man with the wound under the ear was smiling obliquely, his goal was getting closer, soon everything would work out and his goal would be achieved soon.
Obsession and love are thinly different, both meanings are the same, both lead to the desire for love, only everyone is too excessive to use both flavors. Love can be an obsession, and obsession can be love.
“I love you so much but, I'm more obsessed with that blue triangle. You take it easy, this love will live on until you and I get back together in heaven.” Her smile radiated a taboo longing, but in all of it was a hidden sense that made her unrecognizable to anyone including her son.
“I'm sorry Asha, you're too stupid to be willing to do anything for me. You look so much like our dear son,” he said as he stared intently at the photo hanging in the corner of the closet.
Sometimes love is too stupid to forget ourselves. Rela sacrifice for love, willing to give up for love, willing to bet his life for love. What is love like? Love is a feeling capable of killing anyone, killing slowly until it overwhelms itself and leaves without permission.
“Even I still remember when you begged me dear, actually I did not have the heart to sacrifice you but, what day of mine who loved him too much.” His memory goes back to the past, where he witnessed his wife being tortured under his control.
_“I'm stupid! I'm willing to be tortured like this just for your sake Rexton! You tortured me just to fulfill your endless obsession!”
Plaque!
For the umpteenth time the woman screamed, her back was hot as a result of the lashings that continued to lash out at her body. Fresh blood flowed through her already unformed clothes, bruises were everywhere and wounds that seemed to adorn her beautiful body. She's Ashala, Mr. Arrexton's auction wife.
_“I took you off the black market to get my revenge. I need a descendant to carry on all my treasures that are still lacking, soon the blue triangle will be mine.” The man named Rexton smiled triumphantly, sacrificing just one life was enough for him.
Ashala smiled grievously, her life was so full of suffering from the moment she was auctioned on the black market and until it was bought by her husband. Ashala thinks once she is bought, her life will turn out at least not as bad as it was on the black market hiring her inhumanely, but her guess is wrong. His life became worse after being married by his new Master, even his life was greatly humbled beyond animals.
_“Remember Rexton! Your own son will kill you! He'll avenge all your deeds on me, I swear! Until death picks you up no one knows your whereabouts and death, even your own son will leave you like a dog carcass!” screeched the woman while holding back the whip that whipped her back again. Ashala cried in silence, she just prayed that death would quickly pick her up, and she would not feel this suffering again.
Dor's!
_“Run as planned, Alden must see the corpse of this foolish woman. Don't forget to take my son to that place too.” Rexton grinned like a demon, his obsession so controlled him that he could do vile things to his wife.
The subordinates simply nodded while shuddering at the abomination in front of them. It was so crazy that the man had the heart to finish off his own wife for the sake of his purpose, he was truly the definition of a demonic husband.
“May your soul be received by the Lord's side, I am sorry for your death at that time. But I'm happy because after your death, my goal is getting closer.”
“But, because of your stupid actions they canceled the contract. You always trouble me even though you're dead!”
He did not realize that behind the wall was an ear that heard him. His hands clenched firmly with a burning anger in his heart, his eyes glazed as if to represent how hostile he was when he heard the man's words.
“Damn it!”
On this silent night, Anna sat on the swing looking up. The coldness that hit her skin as if it did not bother her who was busy with her thoughts, this fact was enough to make Anna confused, it was like being obtained by a coincidence.
The boy she had been waiting for was the one who was always by her side. Actually Anna was happy, but remembering that promise made her hate him. Anna hates people who make promises so much, for Anna the promise is important! not just a talk, but a promise is a proof of a person's sincerity.
“Then you return with a wound, you leave is the same as carrying a wound. It turns out that understanding yourself is the same as opening this wound, you are too mysterious for me to understand until I am unaware that you are always by my side.”
“The reason you will never accept, your promise makes me desperate to trust you again. You're just like those who left me, I hate you! But, I love you.”
In this silent air Anna continued to speak under the blackness of the night sky. This atmosphere was so domineering in her mood, Anna wept bitterly while holding the sunflower-lined necklace. The past is an old memory, and Anna doesn't want to remember it anymore let alone live it back and it's with Leon.
“Mama ... Syhna wants to be with Mama, Syhna wants us to live there with Papa. Papa must have missed me too, right? I want to be with you.” Anna closed her eyes as the speck of rain started to hit her face.
For a moment Anna enjoyed the stub, but when she felt that nothing was opening her eyes. His blue-eyed bead met with Leon's sharp gaze, that sharp gaze still remained the same as it had been a few years ago. Anna's heart thumped to see it, this object was one of the many objects that she longed for. Anna wants to kiss him, Anna wants to touch him, Anna wants to stroke him with her index finger, Anna wants to be the owner of the eye is big the owner's heart, Anna wants everything.
Slowly Leon brought his face closer and ... The cup! He kissed the two blue eyes in turn, it was still like the first time he kissed those two eyes. Leon smiled at the flushed cheeks of his girl, he longed for the red tinge, usually the color always appeared as he brought a box of peach and lavender flowers for her. Leon was so longed for the color that was always the object of painting at every step, the color was always Leon remembered in every color he always used.
“Gue will not let you go from my side again Princess, you will remain by my side until anytime. I'll be selfish about ownership of lo, I'm the owner of lo's heart, I'm the owner of the whole object in lo.” Leon brought his face closer to Anna.
