
Arriving at home, Fisya immediately ran to the bathroom, because he felt his stomach churned wanting to vomit. Coinciding with that, Nuri who was sitting in the living room was astonished to ask Brayan. "What's wrong with your wife, Ray?"
"Don't know, Ma. When she came home from a fashion show, she was fine. But right from the market on his stomach nausea due to the smell of mango fruit, Ma," explained Brayan.
"Maybe catch a cold, Ray! That's why if you bring that bike, don't speed!"
"The server never sped, Ma. Especially when bringing Fisya, where dare Rayan to speed," protested Rayan.
"Oh yes, Ma. Mama's many friends try to ask who has a young mango. Fisya really wants to eat young mangoes, Ma. It was nyari in the market, but no one sells young mango."
Nuri's eyes immediately knitted both of her eyebrows. Without a second thought, he immediately guessed about the frog egg that had been sown by Brayan. Could it be that the frog's egg has already developed?
"Seriously you're Ray? Wow .. lest the night wind make Fisya vomit like that."
"Maybe, too, Ma. Because some days Fisya sleep a little late because he had to finish the design. Rayan heard the wind that night was not good for health anyway." Rayan monologues while remembering about Fisya's activities lately.
Nuri breathed her heavy breath. It turned out that Brayan did not understand the meaning of his words. "Basically the husband is insensitive! Listen Mama! If the wife suddenly asks for a strange and nauseous, it's a sign that she is being ... Ah, nevermind! Mama wants to call me Mama first. Once upon a time, someone had a young mango. Take care of your wife first! Poor him!"
Nuri immediately passed leaving Brayan who was still full of questions with his mother's speech that was not continued.
"What a mom, anyway! Not very clear!" Brayan immediately followed Fisya who had currently entered the room.
"See, what's wrong with you?" brayan asked as he was about to bring the blanket that covered Fisya's body completely. However, Fisya quickly prevented it.
"Don't open it, Mum! Cold," he exclaimed.
Brayan immediately knitted his two brows feeling astonished. "You sick?" tanyakanya.
"Don't know, Mom. Suddenly my body feels cold. Maybe it's in the wind, huh."
Brayan immediately looked for a thermometer to check the temperature of the wife's body. There are no signs if Fisya is currently in a fever, because his body temperature is very normal. However, strangely Fisya was shivering from the cold.
"You wait a minute, I take a shower. This is Abis we're going to the hospital."
If marriage is to unite two hearts that love each other, but that does not apply to a Briyan. The forced marriage left him with a grudge against Nara, who is now his wife.
After going away from both magnitude, now Briyan chose a small place as his shelter along with Nara.
The owner of the full name Asyifa Inara who is currently his wife Briyan does not know why at that time he could be in one bed with Briyan. Especially during this time Nara always tried to keep herself well and did not get along freely. However, in reality he and Briyan had missed one night at a hotel.
"Riy, are you sure we're gonna stay in this little rented?" nara asked hesitantly, before entering a small house in front of her.
"Yes. We're gonna stay here, 'cause I have a project in town. Do you not want to? If so, go home to your parents! I won't ban you!" ketus Briyan's.
Currently Briyan had brought Nara to the city of Jogyakarta which was far from the hustle and bustle of the capital. The city looks small, but if traced is much larger than the capital city. There are many things that are still hidden in the city.
"good. It is appropriate that a wife should follow wherever her husband goes." Briyan smiled smirk, as she saw Nara following her steps to enter a very small rented house.
Actually not not have no money to rent a large house in the city, but Briyan deliberately wanted to teach a lesson to Nara who was considered to have trapped her.
By living in a small house and makeshift facilities will certainly make Nara's life far suffered considering that Nara had always lived a life of adequacy never lacked anything.
"Are we going to stay in this place for a long time?"
"Maybe. Because in this place I can be content to torture you."
"Riy, I'm serious!"
Briyan immediately put her phone on top and then stared intently at Nara who was already on the bed.
Briyan's gaze was so piercing that it made Nara a little frightened. Slowly Briyan began to approach, making Nara feel even more nervous and pulling her body back.
"What do you want Riy!"
Briyan smiled cynically. "Am I not your husband and fully entitled to you? Can we repeat what happened that night?"
Nara was really very scared as Briyan's body got closer. Even the scent of Briyan's body was able to be inhaled. Nara quickly prevented Briyan's body from approaching again.
"Why do you look like a scared person. Isn't this what you wanted?Congratulations you have managed to get me. But one thing you must remember, I would never admit if it was my son. You just set me up to take responsibility for what I never did."
PLAQUES
One hard slap landed on Briyan's cheek causing reddening marks and bruising. Nara's hands began to tremble when she realized what she had just done
"Sorry Riy, I didn't meanβ"
Briyan smiled sinisterly as she wiped the corner of her lips that was spitting out a hint of blood.
"You!" appoint Briyan. However, just as his hand was already floating in the air about to reply, his phone suddenly rang. "See my vengeance!" he continued before picking up his phone call.
Nara could only curl up holding her knee. His body was still trembling considering his courage to slap Briyan firmly.
"Yes Ma. Riyan and Nara are fine. Nara is also sleeping. Riyan will definitely do good to Nara, Ma." Although he was talking on the phone, but Riyan's eyes continued to glance at Nara, who was scared on his bed.
"Tomorrow Riyan call again, Ma. Riyan's still got work to do." Briyan had to lie to her mother to carry out her mission.
"Ra, a new game is about to start. Prepare yourself well." After saying the word, Briyan immediately left Nara in the room accompanied by the sound of the door being slammed loudly.
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...TBC...
...Doain yes othor can be consistent to end this unclear story.π Need immune injection, after weeks down. Thank you who are still present to give likes and comments ππ₯°...