The Married With The Devil

Bad Memories 4

Alan still did not open his mouth after being silent for quite a while. He prefers to hug Bianca tightly with a racing heart. There was fear that covered his heart.

“Alan.” Call Bianca and look up. Alan did not answer. He looked at Bianca.

“Bianca, are you sure you want to hear my last story?” Alan asked doubtfully.

“I won't force you. If you really feel the need to tell me, then I will still listen to it with pleasure.” Replied Bianca with a smile.

Alan bergeming. After breathing deeply and reassuring himself, he finally opened his mouth again. And hope, after that, the nightmare that has been the scourge of his life, will never come back again. For eternity.

Alan went back to his mother who was still locked in the room. Mary did not touch the food the servant brought for her. Just like a few days ago. The woman continued to refuse. Even going to the bathroom, his mother had to be forced and carried to bathe.

“Mom.” Alan thrust a piece of bread at his mother. Intended to feed the woman. Mary was sitting weakly on the bed.

“Restore Albert to me.” Maria blurted indistinctly as she looked at Alan with a tyrannical face. Not only did she not eat, but she did not sleep well.

“Mom!” Call Alan again. Feeling that he had no choice, Alan fed his mother a little forcefully. A piece of bread made it inside Maria's mouth and before long, the woman threw it away while staring at Alan cynically.

“Where is Albert? Quickly return him to me.” Shouting Maria. He was beating his son's body weakly.

Alan growling. Quickly, he got up from his seat while looking at his mother sharply. Both jaws are hardened.

“Conscious! Albert is dead and buried. Crying and thrashing like anything, she will never come back!”

“No! No!” Maria, who had just heard Alan's words, screamed hysterically again while covering her ears. Nah! Her husband is not dead. Albert was just taking a break.

Alan who was irritated, immediately stepped away leaving his mother. Even after his death, his father still made others suffer.

***

The next day, while intending to have lunch, Alan's eyes rolled in disbelief as he found his mother had sat down and greeted him with a sweet smile. His appearance changed, unlike a few days ago. His mother wears nice clothes and dresses up.

“Alan.” Call Mary soft. His eyes looked at Alan warmly.

“Are you really my mother?” Alan asked in disbelief. He still stands in his place.

Maria nodded slowly. Slowly, he got up from his seat to approach Alan. Gently clasped his hands while inviting the boy to eat together.

Alan's hands clenched. Quickly, he hugged his mother's body tightly. In her heart, she was grateful that Mary finally wanted to try to get up and not let herself fall any longer. He doesn't even mind if his mother decides to remarry. The fifty-year-old woman still looked young as well as beautiful.

“What after this you will work?” Ask Maria.

“Yes. There are still some files that I need to read and handle.” Alan replied as he put a small piece of bacon into his mouth. Next to her, Maria seemed to savorily enjoy a small bowl of vegetable salad.

“Can I accompany you?” Maria asked in a soft tone while looking at Alan. Alan smiled as he clasped his mother's hand on the dining table.

“Currently, Mom is the only one I have. And vice versa. I don't even mind if you want to go for a trip abroad, like Mom used to do.”

Alan looked at his mother warmly. During this time, he rarely met or spent time with her. Since long ago, Maria likes to spend her time by going shopping to various countries with her friends. However, Alan still feels that his mother is much better than Albert. At least, Maria treated him well. Not like a man doesn't have that heart.

“No. I just want to be with you.” Mary answered in a soft voice. He looked at Alan.

During this time, Maria spent more time outside and not at home, it was all because of Albert. The man told her to go have fun, no matter how much money she had to spend. At first, Maria refused because she wanted to spend more time with her husband. But Albert still forced him on the grounds, all he did was a manifestation of his love for the woman. And Mary believed.

Though, the real reason was, it was Albert who was fed up when Maria kept clinging to him. That woman loves him too much. Not infrequently, Maria asked Albert not to work so that she could spend time with him in the room. Make love until satisfied or just mingling. Albert can't. Work is everything. She liked Mary, but she didn't love her. Iota. The only thing that made Albert decide to marry the woman was that he wanted an heir. Coupled with the status of Maria who was the son of a famous minister before they decided to get married. But one month after their wedding, Maria's father was found dead in a bathtub.

***

One year after his father's death, Alan felt that everything was going well. His mother smiled more and often accompanied him while working. His work has always gone well, too. And, to be sure, he felt free. There would be no more Albert staring at him with intimidation. And the screams and the rude insults of the man.

However, as he entered the age of fourteen, little by little changes Alan felt. Her mother often went out and came home drunk. Not infrequently, he found some kissmarks or bite marks on Maria's body. And Alan was very sure, if the woman was spending her time outside to have fun with other men.

“Dear.” Alan, who was reading a book in his room, immediately looked up when he heard his mother's voice. The woman walked in with a glass of warm milk.

“Mom.” Alan muttered. Quickly, he turned his face the other way. I had no intention of looking at his mother.

“I made you a glass of milk.” Maria's words were soft. He stood in front of Alan. A glass of milk that he had brought, had been stored on a small table beside the bed.

“I'll drink it later.” Said Alan. He was still looking the other way.

“You don't want to look at your mother's face?” Maria asked in a sad tone. He immediately held Alan's chin using his thumb. Forcing the boy to look at her.

Alan gave a rough breath. Slowly, he turned to look at his mother's face.

Not without reason Alan refused to look at his mother. Currently, the woman is wearing a transparent white canal shirt with long sleeves to the knee. No wearing underwear at all. Even from afar, Alan could clearly see the curves of his mother's body. That woman is like not wearing clothes.

“Goodboy.” Mary whispered while she kissed Alan's forehead. Before long, he stepped out.

***

Alan, who had just fallen asleep, was struggling in his sleep when he felt someone touch his cheek. Then switch to the nose and lastly on the lips. Before long, he felt someone overlap his body. After twitching a few times, Alan finally managed to open his eyes normally.

“Mom!” Alan squealed in disbelief when he found his mother, who was on top of his body. In the middle of the dim light of the room, Alan can still see clearly if the woman wears makeup and red lipstick on. Even worse, his mother was not wearing any clothes.

“Alan.” Brief Mary. He looked down to look at Alan. Her hair was long, breaking down and touching her son's face.

“What are you doing?!” Alan shouted in panic while trying to move. However, just now that he wanted to push his mother, his entire body felt hot accompanied by a strange sensation.

Maria chuckled, with a slow motion, she brought her face closer to Alan's. Then kissed the boy's forehead long ago.

“No!” Alan rebelled as hard as he could. But his body also cannot control. The longer, the strange sensation he felt grew.

“Didn't you love me?” Ask Maria. With a slow motion, he pulled down the sleeping pants that Alan was wearing. His lips smiled creepily.

When making milk for Alan, Maria deliberately mixed Viagra in it. He doesn't even feel guilty at all. Precisely happy because it turns out, Alan's body reacts.

“No!” Alan shouted again. No one heard it. In addition to the waiter's room located quite far away, the room was also made soundproof.

“Albert.” Racau Maria's. Her lips smiled mischievously when she saw her son's lower body respond.

“I'm not Albert!”

“Yes. You're Albert.” Maria again raved indistinctly. Both of his eyes looked at Alan blankly but gave a terrifying sensation. Slowly, he re-positioned his body over Alan's body.

Because of her love for Albert, Maria still could not accept the man's departure. And when she looked at Alan, she could see the figure of her husband on the boy. Alan was not fully grown. But the shape of the face, the eyes and the silhouette of Alan's body really reminded Maria of her husband. The person who was also greatly missed.

“Tree.” Alan spoke in a soft voice. He looked at his mother afraid of the tears. Maria doesn't care. He was happy to unite their bodies together. Both of his lips smiled horribly with hands that cupped firmly on Alan's cheeks.

Alan sobbed amidst his helplessness. He did not want this to happen but his body also did not move according to his orders.

A forbidden relationship had just occurred within his family. As well as being the biggest disgrace of his life.

"Goodboy.” Byisik Maria.Ia continued to fumble unclear while mentioning the name of her husband.

Alan could only close both of his eyes with a body that trembled in fear. Face paled.

It has been destroyed. Unsniffled. In the hands of his own parents.

***

In the morning, all the maids at Alan's house were screaming hysterically while calling his name. But Alan had no strength to rise. He feels ashamed and disgusted at himself if he has to meet other people.

“Master! Sir!” Shouted a male servant as he entered Alan's unlocked room.

Alan bergeming. He still stared at the ceiling of his room with his body lying weak.

“Mrs. Mistress ...” And once again, Alan felt that his life had really been ruined. His mother was found hanged in her room.

He has no one else. Now he lives a kara.

And Alan, can only smile. Even her tears refused to come out.

“I ... has been destroyed since long ago.” Lirih Alan ended his speech.

Bianca didn't say anything. He was silent in Alan's arms with a trembling body. Face paled. But worse, her heart in there was shattered when she heard her husband's story.

“Bianca.” Call Alan. He released his embrace on Bianca's body gently.

Bianca did not answer. She turned to her husband.

“You feel disgusted at me?” Ask Alan in a soft voice. His lips smiled sadly.

Bianca shook her head quickly as an answer. Before long, his little prank sounded. Quickly, Alan immediately hugged his female body from behind.

Bianca's cry broke. He sobbed grievously while holding Alan's arm wrapped around his body. She was not disgusted by her husband. Not at all. Bianca just couldn't look up to Alan and imagine all the pain he'd been in a long time. Alan is not a strong man.

Alan's sharp gaze, flat countenance, and harsh speech were just a mask that the man himself had created to cover up all his past, bad memories and pain. Alan did not want to cry, only, his tears that refused to come out.

Alan wanted nothing because in reality, the man had it all. All Alan needed was someone who was always by his side. Accompany and receive it under any circumstances. No matter what he is.

Together with Bianca, Alan hopes, he can have a whole family. Full of warmth, love and affection. Who is not like his family.

And Alan, never gonna let that happen. His children will have to have a much better life than him.