THE WOMAN ON MY WEDDING DAY

CHAPTER 42. Revenge Wrong Address

Krekks!

The bathroom door is open. Barrel was dressed in the bathroom. Her body looks thinner now, especially since she gave birth. Darius's eyes gidded, then narrowed to see the woman who walked down from the bathroom. His arms still look reddish former rope that Darius tied to the bed earlier.

"Hmmm..." Darius' red eyes watched the frightened cat-like Laras.

Darius had dared her by force while swearing at the woman for the loss of her baby, the last weapon to destroy the Ivory household, the man who did not deserve to be Sinta's wife according to Darius.

Baras has to return to the house and the baby is the best hostage to control Laras who starts acting out of feeling that having the baby is his strength.

"You were in there for a long time? To commit suicide. Hey, even to die, you have to get permission from me. Where can you die without my permission. " Oceh Darius as he approached Laras. The woman was like a living statue. No more expression on his face. He was silent like a statue letting Darius approach him even closer.

"I.i.m..." Baras stuttered in fear.

"You took a shower or passed out, huh?!" gertak Darius's. Baras did not answer, he froze in place. Like someone who is treated for anything now.

"Tell me..." Darius lifted Laras' chin high until the weak-looking woman was shaken.

"Where's your baby?" Darius with burning eyes.

Baras shook his head with a wet eye. Tears seemed to leap out, between fear and submission.

"You gotta do something, you gotta find your fucking baby!" Stab it with a loud voice. Baras momentarily closed his eyes before then opening his reddened eyes and had drenched it. But his mouth was tightly closed.

"Are you mute?" darius asked as he gripped Laras's chin firmly. The two look at. One with her eyes lit up, the other with her empty eyes that couldn't say anything more.

"Say something with your fucking mouth! Answer me!!! or am I gonna tie you up again and get this belt on your skin to bleed?" Threatening Darius, he looked annoyed and angry with Laras' attitude that seemed to ignore all his words.

"How do I get it? you won't let me report to the police. What am I supposed to do?" Baras finally raised his voice despite just a quibble, he tried not to waver in taking decisions for him as well as everyone.

"Omong empty! Goddamnit! your mouth is clever quibble, you're getting smarter against me, aren't you?" Darius cupped Laras' jaw roughly with his large hand.

"My son is innocent, Mr. Ivory and Ms. Sinta are also innocent. Your revenge is the wrong address." The sound of the barrel vibrating.

"Shut up! Don't be ignorant and pretentious to hunt me down!" Shouted Darius.

"I'm not lying, that baby went missing in the park when I put it in someone to go to the toilet." Laras was still adamant about the reason, undaunted by the grip of his jaw that almost made him unable to move his mouth to speak. Her watery eyes challenged Darius's eyes as if against his own fear.

"Liar! you think I'm easily tricked by you, bitch@l! I will find the baby myself, and if I find it then I will make you cry all your life for the sake of that child!!!" Darius shouted with anger that could no longer be kept.

"He's your son too. He is your son, your flesh and blood..." Baras's voice was stifled, his soaked eyes were gnawing. He cried without a sound, but his shoulders trembled.

"Basic naive woman! Do you feel like you're smarter than me now, huh?!" Darius swore a short length, a little discouraged by Laras's defiant attitude.

"alright. I warned you. You alone will bear what tomorrow looks like, Laras." The barrel drooped as Darius violently released the grip of his jaw. Make the barrel lined to the back.

"I'm not just bluffing, Laras. I don't hesitate to torture you, even if you have to make your baby hurt." The speech sounded buzzing in Laras' ears as Darius stepped out of the room.

Laras felt his snoring limp, he felt so helpless that both of his legs trembled supporting his body.

"What am I supposed to do? Is it true that she would do that to her own baby?" The barrel was sitting on the floor, the tears were melting, now he could not hide his fear.

Still clinging to his shadow, leaving an unbearable trauma, a few hours ago, Darius again tortured Laras with his violent deeds. It even offers the same choice with threats. Still imagined speech for the sake of evil speech that was thrown by Darius before daring him.

"So you didn't choose anything? It's great!" Darius clapped his hands.

"You want to see that baby die in front of you right now?" Laras looked up, looking at Darius dewy. She could not imagine the fate of her baby at the hands of her biological father.

"If I were you, I wouldn't risk my baby's fate for strangers. But, this is all up to you. You're a good mother, apparently, knowing how to make a decision." Darius' words still buzzed filled his head.

"Please prepare your best option. You know I've never played around with my own words, right?" Darius came back and took the promise again. However, Laras can only return to receive a punishment that is already immune in his body.

Darius has acted with all his cruel deeds. Baras can't do anything else. I can only ask God to save the baby.

"Lord, what should I do?" The cries of Laras faltered, he did not know until when to bear his suffering that seemed to be endless approaching him in a row.

"Give me a way." she whispered softly between her cries.