When My Wife Surrender

Sib

Sarah was silent for a moment, not understanding Santoso's words. No matter how angry, the father always pampered and loved him.

But not a child now?

"Ask your mother yourself. Why is Irwan so loyal to him? Why commit so many crimes for you? Maybe because of what they call sincere and holy love." Santoso sneered.

"A...what do you mean?" sarah asked stammeredly, with reddened eyes, a sign of restrained crying."What do you mean dad!?" the woman suddenly shouted, repeating her question, pulling the collar of Santoso's clothes.

"You're an adult, you're home more often than I am. Think for yourself." she shook Sarah's hand, walked over to the police officer, wanted to return to the cell that would hold her for several months.

The woman was silent, sitting on the floor. The erotic voice that had been heard when Irwan and Morena took him on vacation in the villa recalled. The mother who just took him, didn't bring Willy. Fingers clenched his hands, he could not be the son of a driver.

"I'm Santoso's son.. I'm not a k*parat driver! My father's name is Santoso!!" he cried, occasionally laughing alone.

Living like a princess wants the best. Now he has to accept the reality, not the king or the prime minister, his father is just a coachman.

What was really crazy about her, the woman started to step somewhere, like she was losing her footing. His fingers clenched, unable to accept the reality before him.

Driving his car at medium speed, towards his house. The wind hit his hair, was there no goodness left in his heart? No, the woman who still thinks of herself as the lead.

The world that actually has no main role, all undergo a dual role. Having each other's lives, Sarah clenched her hands, clutching the steering wheel of her car in her selfishness.

He still thinks only he deserves to be happy. There can be no happiness for others. All the best is his.

But..."Father.." he muttered, remembering the person he was a role model for, the pride in his life. No, this must not happen, just Santoso his father, there will be no one else including Irwan who is just a driver.

Love from Irwan? It is obtained, when Santoso is too busy with his work. The affection that he considered reasonable for the driver who worked for his family. But br*hsek's boy!? No, Irwan's not her father."Fucking driver!!" he shouted, starting to step on the gas pedal deeply.

Until his cries stopped staring at his residence. The door was opened by security, a residence owned by Santoso.

His eyes looked around for the whereabouts of the private driver. Until his steps stopped, a teenager was studying with a notebook and pen in his hand. Search for answers in the package book.

Santoso recognizes this boy more than he does? His eyes stared egoically at Wawan."Fucking kid!!" snapping wrath without cause, grabbed the teenager's hair.

Wagner looked at Sarah. Sister different mother? All this was explained by Ina, but why did this person who had the same blood attack her?

Her fingers clenched with envy and spite, living without the affection of an Irwan, who only loved this woman. Till...

"Deliver!!" willy's snapping pushed Sarah, mediating, pulling Wawan behind her back.

Wawan began to cry, staring at the back of the person defending him. Not having a blood relationship? But why does this person care more than Sarah who has a blood relationship with him.

"Sister." he said for the first time, holding the edge of the shirt Willy was wearing. A brother? It's like having a sister.

"Sister? Wawan is also your sister, but why did you attack him. Dad is married to his mother, which means he is now also my sister!!" Willy sighed harshly, protecting this mother and child, as long as Santoso languished in prison became his father's message.

"Willy!!" sarah snaps at the young man before her.

"Willy? It was a proper call, you never respected me as a big brother. How many times in your life have you called me brother!? Hardly ever, right?" The young man's eyes were red, his face was smiling, but his eyes were filled with water, like a dam holding back tears.

A sister he loved with all his heart. He succumbed once is not why, twice is also not why. But now? This was too much for him, if opposing his mother and sister was a sin then it would be done by him.

Why can something like this happen? I don't know...

It was too painful for him, to have to take advantage of the woman he loved. Now that Santoso was on his side, getting his father's blessing was enough for him.

"Brother, do you want to stay with me for a while, until dad gets out of jail. Just a few months.." he did not want Ina and Wawan to be harmed, rubbing the teenager's head.

"Willy!?" snapped Sarah back, pulling her brother's hand. Why is it like this? Willy always stood up for his interests. Why side with a driver's son?

"So morning Irwan wanted to poison his ex-wife himself. I caught it, rather than taking care of what I was doing. Better advise your father..." Willy stared intently, a cold gaze, pulling Wawan's hand. To help her pack.

"He's not my father.he's not my father.he's not my father.." whispered Sarah suddenly with a blank look, her tears flowing. A man like Irwan couldn't be his father, that's what he knew.

Stepping back, he felt embarrassed and sick. Maybe if Irwan dies then it'll all be over. Yes ... everything will be over, Santoso will acknowledge and love him. Willy will side with him.

The tears that had dried up, changed with blank stares. Eyes filled with fog, knowing neither right nor wrong.

Accustomed to living with dignity, once had a position in politics. Adored and praised by everyone, now all erased in two hours. It was only because of Irwan's blood flowing in his body.

Sarah began to step into the room now occupied by Santoso. Ina's not there, probably already in Willy's car.

The empty room he was shaking. And sure enough, the DNA test results were found. The sound of laughter mixed with tears was heard. The woman kneeling on the floor, shedding her tears incessantly.

If only Irwan did not exist, everything would return to its original state, that is hope, without logic.

Don't have anything, Rain? Everything no longer matters to him. Restoring everything is the priority. The woman who walked into the kitchen, the goal? I don't know...

The perfect family photo on display in the living room is visible. A truly happy family, with a smiling self between Santoso, Morena, and Willy. Those times will come back if Irwan is not around.

A woman who stepped into the kitchen, not paying attention to the waiter who was cooking. Take a sharp butcher knife.

What's he supposed to do? The devil does not whisper to people of difficulty, because everyone has difficulties in life. The devil will only whisper to the desperate...

Seriate