The Love Nest of the Former

Recognition

Neyla who was impatient to embrace Viro, set her breath so as not to worry for fear that the child would not accept her presence.

Viro is so focused on the television screen, that he does not know and feel the presence of his mother. Neyla, who could not help her longing, decided to call her son.

"Viro," he called out softly.

At that moment, Viro immediately turned his head, and rose from his sitting position in shock when he saw the figure of his mother in front of him.

"Mama, is Mama really?"

Neyla who was not strong enough to hold back her longing that had never met the child for so long, Neyla hugged tightly and her crying broke.

"Viro, Mama misses you so much, son. Forgive your mistakes that have disappointed you. Mama regrets lying to you. Forgive Mama, Son."

Neyla cried so much, regretting what she had done to her son. Viro who wants to be angry, powerless when he sees his mother crying, really does not know who is to blame. His father, his mother, or himself were precisely the initial cause of the error.

Viro, who knows his mother is crying, cries. Families must be divided because of economic hardship.

"Sorry Viro ya Ma, because Viro is sick, Mama to sacrifice herself Mama" replied Viro who also joined in crying.

"Jelica!"

A voice so loud was heard clearly like a thunderous lightning strike. His heart rate seemed to have stopped at that moment as well. Deck when hugging his son seemed to no longer be able to move.

Strongly, Naren Viro's father immediately pulled the collar of his ex-wife's shirt from behind and was pushed strong to the point of falling and slumping in front of the house.

"Mr...!" Shouted Viro calling his mother.

"The...!" Shouted Neyla who also called out to her son in a hysterical cry.

With all her might, Naren held Viro back from rebelling.

"Go! now either. Don't show your face in front of me, anything else in front of Viro. Hurry along! go awayl. Don't let me drag you to the side of the road.

"Mas! I am her mother, I gave birth to her. I raised him too. Viro is also my son, Mas." Neyla with her tears.

Zavan, who saw the feud between Neyla and her ex-husband, approached and helped her to stand up.

"Neyela. You are! how dare to come home. I told you, never show your face. Now get out of this house, quick." Shake up his mother who just came home.

"Ma, uh,"

"Go!" his mother kicked out.

"Ma, uh,"

His mother did not respond to him at all and chose to enter the house, also Naren forced Viro to want to enter the house.

"Mr...!" Shouted Viro calling his mother while crying.

Now, there was only Neyla and Zavan in front of the house.

"Let's go home. Why wait for them, you are expelled who I don't know how many times. They don't want to accept you anymore, and they're ignoring you." Get Zavan to come home.

Neyla who was still crying as she pleased, could only obey Zavan's invitation. During the trip, Neyla was still crying. In fact, the wounds on his legs and hands were abrasive, also bruised, he did not feel at all. The body that felt crumbling after receiving rough treatment from her ex-husband, was not felt.

Zavan as her husband, helps her to walk. No longer to be carried to ease the pain, instead let his wife walk until she reached the room.

When he was in the room, Zavan immediately closed the door and did not forget to lock it.

Neyla had pain in her hands and ankles. It was hard to take off his jacket. Zavan himself did not help him at all, so the jacket can be released by himself.

Instead of treating, Zavan approached Neyla with a difficult gaze to decipher.

"What do you want? move aside, I want to treat the wound on my hand."

"Your hands are hurt, where am I looking, oh sick huh? what a pity, dear."

Devan this time showed his grin, his gaze so cynical and like an enemy ready to pounce.

"You're kidding me, aren't you?"

Zavan chuckled.

"Swinks you said. Tonight I am so happy to see you suffer."

"What do you mean? You don't joke."

"Since when has a Zavan joked with you? ha! It is precisely tonight that I am so content to see you worthless before your mother, and your son. What else is your arrogant ex-husband who has dared to torture you."

"What!"

Just then, Zavan laughed satisfied with the rising voice. While Neyla herself still can not digest the words of her husband that is so difficult to understand.

However, she slowly understood the purpose and purpose of a Zavan who had now become her husband.

"Are you getting revenge?"

Zavan immediately twisted his body and now stared at Neyla with a sharp as eagle eyes.

"Yes! I take revenge for your family's humiliation on me. Even you yourself have no defense for me, Neyla."

Instantly Neyla went into shock, her body was suddenly helpless when she heard the blatant confession of Zavan. The man he thought of as a protector when he fell into a big problem, he entered into a golden cage so hot full of tricks in it.

Men who have been trusted for the feeling of love sincerely, all just a trick.

Just getting physical and inner violence by her ex-husband and mother, now coupled with the recognition of her second husband who is so blatant that has the intention to avenge her.

"Loooooooooo!" neyla shouted out all her emotions with a loud enough voice.

However, no one could hear her screams. No matter how loud the sound, it will only be in vain the result.

Then, Neyla dropped her body onto the floor. His two legs no longer supported his weight, his world as if shattered. He bowed as he clenched his hands against the floor. His emotions really peaked, as if he was a tool to be taken revenge by his first love. The man she trusted was nothing but wanting to ruin her life.

Zavan, who saw Neyla's condition, was satisfied when he could avenge her. But, not only that, Zavan continues to seek satisfaction to avenge his past heartache.

The heartache of Neyla's family's humiliation makes Zavan unacceptable and takes revenge for her.

Then Zavan approached him. With his grin and cynical gaze, Zavan lifted Neyla's chin and pressed his jaw firmly to the point of causing her pain.