
Fagan's question seemed to make Asya awkward. The other side of the man, he had just enjoyed. Although only limited to theatrics and also limited to pretense. The feeling in Asya's heart was like being lulled because indeed all this time treating the man to her was never good.
"You don't have to be afraid, Asya. Mama doesn't know anything about silence" said Fagan.
Asya was silent, he did not want to add to his long list of disputes with his mother-in-law. Not just making money is enough to make his life difficult, especially if there is a thing that makes things worse. It's going to be hard.
Fagan looked awkwardly at his wife. He felt that he had given Asya too much pressure. The gift of going home to his parents will not be enough.
"Does this make you burdened?" ask Fagan.
"To be honest, sir. Being allowed to go home for a few hours was enough to make me feel happy. Although I eventually had to keep telling lies for the sake of bigger lies when they suspected something." Asya explained.
"You lied to be a good wife?" ask Fagan who already understands what really happened to the woman.
"Most importantly now, there's nothing that makes it hard to do everything. Even if I die after this, I will not leave any regrets. At least I see them after the path of life that you have chosen for me now," Asya explained about what her main goal was to be allowed to go home.
The long statement made Fagan understand. Asya he could use it because she was also not a stupid girl. All this time Fagan had indeed fostered an immeasurable grudge against Elina. So that she could do anything to make Elina feel sorry for what she did.
"Is that how bad you are?" fagan Cessation.
"Why did you ask me? Wasn't Master the key witness to the circumstances I've been living in all this time?" asya.
It is undeniable that in a month of marriage it was either how many times Fagan rampaged and injured Asya. How many times did Mary make Asya faint, so clearly Fagan must have understood what had happened during this time in their lives.
"I have an important offer for you, Asya. Not just visiting, even I'll promise you your freedom if you can do everything well" Fagan challenged.
"No, Mister. I already knew enough what would happen if I asked for and wished for more than this. Facing such crazy people at the party yesterday was enough to make me want to vomit. What more would you ask for in such a big reward?" Asya refuses because she knows that the path Fagan will choose must be more steep than the course he has been on and practices directly meeting colleagues and also press Fagan's business at the party.
It seemed Asya was already traumatized by the charade she was doing back then. The main reason was not to be unable to do so, but rather his uncontrollable heart after a few hours close to Fagan. Although only able to sit in a wheelchair and issue a sentence of command, it is undeniable if the authority and good looks of Fagan is so alluring. Even though Asya has often received karas treatment, but his heart does not deny if he is also captivated.
"What actually happened to you? Don't you always insist on freedom after getting so much ill-treatment from me?" fagan.
"Master, who am I? Why are you pressuring me with an offer like this? Wasn't I pretty much responsible for everything you demanded right then? The main goal has been completed since the wedding was over. Why are you and the Big Lady still holding me back?" Asya expressed what she felt.
Fagan ignited emotions and quickly slapped a hard slap into the wife's cheek.
"You're back, sir. Finally you're back," Asya said, finding her husband's temperament gone missing since they left for Elina's party.
"Not brave, sir. I just want to go back to what it is. I'm used to you being harsh and rude, I've been used to bad and unfriendly treatment all this time. So when you do well and give a lot of lure, of course I have to be vigilant." Asya explained.
"Fuck you, Asya. Why do you make everything cloudy. Shouldn't you be happy with what I'm offering." Fagan.
Asya diverts her pandagan. He didn't think the slap Fagan gave him was anything painful. Let alone a slap, even if he was ordered to step on even a shard of glass at this moment, it would definitely not hurt at all.
"You're even immune, Asya. You're not showing any pain at all." Abrisam can only speak in his heart.
The man became a living witness to how Fagan continued to infatuate and infirm torture on his own wife. He couldn't do anything that could help Asya. For Abrisam, silence is best not only for himself but also for Asya.
"Is that sick?" fagan asked as he watched Asya take a look.
"It's nothing. It doesn't hurt at all" Asya explained without looking at her husband.
Fagan stared at the woman who had just received her slap. There was regret in his heart because he could not control his own emotions. Until the car gets into the yard, there's nothing else they say to each other. Until they got out of the car and into the house, Asya still did not look at Fagan.
"Gee, Young Madam is back. How was your night there? It must be better than here, right?" chirps Maria who was waiting for her daughter-in-law back.
"She's tired, Ma. Let him rest" said Fagan.
"No way, Fagan. Is it polite, the daughter-in-law who just got to take a break when dinner time is almost here?" Maria said.
"I'm going to the kitchen after changing clothes, ma'am." Asya.
"Not quite a change of clothes, Asya. You need to take a clean shower first. You could have brought disease from that old house." Maria deliberately insulted her daughter-in-law.
"Enough, Ma." Fagan.
Maria's mouth was already very itchy to berate Asya. He felt there was less if the whole day had not nagged and cursed his daughter-in-law.
"This house is much more diseased, ma'am. Just look, there are so many flies that perch between this house," Asya said and he passed.
"Unfortunately, you brought the flies in, Asha. You who made this house smell like carrion and invited them here" cried Maria.
The long shrill voice accompanied Asya's footsteps towards her room. He was unconcerned and did not want to add to the long list of disputes between the father-in-law and son-in-law.