The Love Nest of the Former

Surprised by the truth

Instantly, Neyla felt quite a fair amount of pain.

"Aw!" peekkik Neyla while holding her ankle.

"Where are you going, baby..." Said one of the men chasing Neyla.

With her heartbeat beating so fast, Neyla grew even more scared. More so in a quiet atmosphere because it is still quite far away from the crowd.

Neyla looked back, afraid for sure. Moreover, the one he was facing was none other than three men who were equally large in posture, and also looked creepy like thugs.

Not wanting to lose the chance, they finally approached Neyla to capture her.

"Please! helpme! release it!" Shouted Neyla who was now in a strong grip by two men so as not to rebel. In fact, his mouth was stuffed with cloth. The other took a vehicle to take Neyla away.

BUGS!

BUGS!

BUGS!

With heightened emotions, the two thugs who were holding Neyla down fell to their knees.

"Damn it! you're. Want to be your hero." Bump one thug while holding his chest because of an attack from the opponent.

"Come on! go ahead, I'm ready to face you."

"Fuck up! you're." Answer with a sharp look.

However, not yet resisted, the two of them finally fled because of the sound of police cars getting closer. There was no other option, ultimately choosing to leave rather than having to deal with the police.

Neyla who was still frightened, sat down curled up and lowered her head. Scared, of course.

"You're trying to escape apparently. Are you tired of living, ha!"

Neyla was still silent, heavy and also a little lazy to answer. No other choice, Zavan immediately pulled his wife and pushed hard into the car. Then, Zavan himself immediately entered. Both of them are already in the car.

Neyla who endured the pain in the ankle and also both elbows due to a fall, as much as possible did not complain.

Zavan, who was upset when he found his wife running away, turned to him. Then, he grabbed his chin, and set his gaze right before him.

Notably strong when pressing on his wife's two jaws, Zavan stared at him sharply.

"Are you tired of living? ha! to the point of choosing to run away and be captured by thugs to be used as a selling tool."

Zavan stared at him sharply, and let go of his hand so that his wife would be free to talk.

"Yes! I'm tired of living. Let alone living with you, there I shall die in vain."

Zavan did not answer, but pressed his wife's two jaws firmly, and the other hand held her hands together.

Neyla was in real pain, and stared at her husband's face filled with hatred. Zavan who is feeling arrogant, there is a sense of heartlessness when treating roughness to his wife. Then, Zavan let go of his hand.

"Why silence? ha! why don't you just kill me, so you're more satisfied to hurt me. After all, I don't care about my death, even if I'm ready now. What else died in your hand, I'm ready."

"Shut up!" snapped Zavan with a quite shrill voice in his eardrum.

His breath hunted when he heard the words of his wife. With the condition being controlled by his emotions, Zavan immediately plugged his gas and drove his car at high speed. It doesn't matter to him if something bad happens to him.

Zavan did not care about it, he continued to drive his car at high speed.

"Stop!" snarl Neyla back.

"Aw!" peeking Neyla when her forehead hit strong enough because her husband braked suddenly on the edge of the river is quite steep with a fairly horrifying depth.

Zavan immediately got out of the car and stood on the edge of the river.

Neyla who found her husband out of the car and stood on the edge of the river so steep, of course, made her worried. She struggled to get out and walk to her husband.

Zavan, who was being overwhelmed by his emotions, suddenly had difficulty regulating his breathing. With great difficulty in breathing while holding back the part of his chest that felt very painful, Zavan tried to hold it in.

Neyla who saw her husband who seemed to be holding something back, she immediately approached him.

"Go! don't mind me. You want to be free of me, right? leave right now from in front of me. I don't need your mercy, just go!" snapped Zavan painfully endured the pain in his chest.

"You sick? I'm taking you to the doctor."

Carefully, Neyla grabbed her husband's hand. Zavan himself immediately rejected his hand.

"Go! I said." Jerk Zavan while enduring his pain.

Just then, Zavan fell unconscious from being unable to endure the pain. Fortunately, he fell on his wife's lap, although almost mired in the river, there were some people who passed by immediately gave help.

Later, Zavan was rushed to a nearby hospital.

While waiting for her husband's handling, Neyla mixed with her worry. Not long after, Vivian finally arrived.

"Sister, Brother Ney, how is Brother Zavan doing?"

Neyla who was sitting down and lowered her gaze, she just shook her head.

"Still in the care of the Doctor. I don't know what the pain is, he's holding his chest and falling unconscious." He replied, looking down, he was completely unable to show his face in front of his sister-in-law.

Vivian, who heard the answer from her sister-in-law, was in shock.

"Sister Zavan. Ii'm sorry. Because of me, you become like this, brother. If Papa knew and knew that his heartache Kak Zavan had recurred, Papa would have scolded me." He muttered and cried.

Neyla, who heard that her husband had heart disease, was in shock. Not really expecting, he thought.

"So your brother has a history of heart disease? why didn't you tell me, Vi?"

"Because I saw that your relationship was fine, then why would I tell her the same Sister-in-law? sak Zavan is hurt because the woman he loves chooses another man, but in the least never disfigured the woman he loves, it always serves as motivation for me, Sis. So, what right do I have to point out Kak Zavan's shortcomings?"

Neyla who heard the words from her sister-in-law, felt ashamed, her hatred had been covered with something that had already taken hold of her mind.

Her memory is now fixed when her husband snapped and told her to leave, apparently not wanting her pain to be known by him. A pain what had been hidden by her husband, made Neyla think hard with the explanation conveyed by her sister-in-law.

Vivian, not wanting her brother's life to be ruined, grabs her brother-in-law's hand to beg.

"Sister, please don't leave Brother Zavan. Trust me, Brother Zavan loves Brother very much." Said Vivian while pleading with her brother-in-law not to leave her brother's life.

Neyla who heard it, became a dilemma. More like to torture, her little heart felt confused to judge her husband. The feeling of fear will only be lied to, making it need vigilance.