The Village Girl Belongs to Mr. Amnesia

The Village Girl Belongs to Mr. Amnesia
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Chapter snippet:


One week later.


There was no change in the household of Airin and Eza, until now Airin still act cold and do not consider Eza as her husband.


They now have their own house not far from the city, Eza was forced to move to the city because Airin said if he could not leave the company that had been built hard by the late father. Pure Mother also understood Airin's busyness and he allowed Eza to come with his wife.


"This house I bought using my own money, so you don't have to curb me too much when I come home late at night or leave without your permission."


"I am your husband, your paradise is on the soles of my feet. Not only according to the State you are rightfully mine but also in the eyes of God if you are a legitimate part of my life." replied Eza when Airin said about the status.


"But I'll never consider you a husband!" Airin's word is unacceptable.


"How much do you reject me but the reality remains reality, will not be denied.''


Airin who was upset because of Eza's words finally went out of the room.


"Aragh!" Airin screamed when she was in the backyard.


"Why should I be stuck with that guy? He is not Mas Ezra, he is just a shadow that is very similar to Mas Ezra and has a much different disposition." Airin rubbed his face in frustration.


"I should be able to get that man to say the word talaq so that I can be free of him. Until I never thought of him as a husband let alone love him."



Chapter snippet:


While Anisa was just silent while continuing to look at Ammar.


"I came here to hold her accountable" Nisa said without making small talk.


Gluey!


Ammar gulped his Saliva violently. 'What does that woman mean?'


Anisa walked up to Ammar.


After being near Ammar, he pulled out all the evidence he had put in the bag.


"What the fuck are you?" snapped Ammar in a high tone.


"I'M PREGNANT!" yelled Anisa did not want to lose.


Amir, Aresha, Amman and Audrey turned their eyes away from Anisa.


"Hโ€”pregnant?"aresha said with a soft word.


Aresha's body staggered back, fortunately Amir caught it so Aresha did not fall to the floor.


Ammar opened the envelope in a hurry. She read the paper that was in the envelope, her eyes glaring when Anisa tested positive for pregnancy.


"I want to hold you accountable!" yelled Anisa the second time.


Ammar stared at Anisa sharply, he tore the paper and threw it into the air.


"I'm not marrying you!" sahut Ammar is confident.


Anisa is surprised by Ammar's answer even though she is initially convinced that Ammar will definitely not be willing to take responsibility.


Plaque!


Aresha slapped Ammar's cheek, her eyes reddened and her blood rose to a boil. "It's easy to say that's Ammar! Don't you think how Anisa's condition would be if you weren't responsible? I never thought you were such a selfish and evil man!" aresha shouted with emotion.


Ammar was silent.


Bugh!


"Basic jerk!" Amman was unable to control her emotions and she threw a punch at Ammar's face.


"Why did you hit me?" Ammar yelled at his brother.


"What have you done to Anisa? You're totally outrageous, Ammar! You coward! Goddamnit!" Amman looked at Ammar with glowing red eyes.


Anisa just cries with Audrey.


"What's your business, huh! If you object to my decision, then you're the one who married that woman!" Ammar did not lose.


"Yes, I'm the one who will marry Anisa!" amman answered without thinking.


Audrey looked at Amman in disbelief, her chest tightened when Amman still decided to marry Anisa.


Plaque!


Plaque!


Amir slapped the cheeks of his two sons so firmly that blood came out of the corners of his lips.


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