A Former Concubine-in-Law
#The Heart That Happened
A woman wearing a white hijab was standing in front of a glass cabinet, staring at a white dress inside the glass cabinet. A week ago, she and her fiance intended to inaugurate the marriage, but who would have thought everything was just a dream. He lost the figure of a great man after his father, he lost the man he loved, he lost his whole soul, his part, his heart was very broken without remaining. Even now he feels his life is useless.
Brakes
The door was pushed violently. A footstep approached. Both of his hands were clenched, his lips were tightly clenched, his tears were flowing profusely, he did not want to turn his head and look at it.
Brakes
"Here, sign this letter. After you give birth to a child, we'll officially get divorced" said a man wearing a black suit. The man with a sharp nose with brown eyes looked at the woman who was wearing the kebaya.
He hated the woman in front of him so much, because he lost his only son, the son of his late first wife.
And now, he remarried and his second wife could not have children because her womb had been lifted.
"You're going to be my mistress and remember, I don't want this marriage to be heard by anyone" she said in a cold tone. From the beginning he did not approve of the relationship of the woman in front of him with his son, because of poor women and orphans whose origins are unclear.
"One more thing, you're not gonna stay here. Because you don't deserve to be here."
The man immediately rushed away, he was fed up with the woman in front of him and did not want to linger there. To him, the woman in front of him was dirt that was not worth caring about like a diamond.
After the man's departure, the dimpled woman dropped her body on the floor, she cried so badly, patted her chest tight, her heartache has not healed, now incised again.
There used to be a man who would protect her, but now, he's a kara. His life now seemed to be unexpected by anyone.
"Azzam" he said with a very tight heart. She misses her late boyfriend so much, she misses his smile. "I miss you,"
She crawled up, staring at the white dress with the pearl grain, a month ago her late fiance ordered the dress from France, complete with a set of diamonds.
"I beg you to come back to me or you can take me, Azzam." He was so sad, just after Azzam was buried, he was dragged by force by his former in-laws. The man who had such a cruel disposition even bound him with chains, not in a golden cage, but in an extremely hot iron cage. If he tried to break through that iron, it was as if his body would blister.
Even the stitch wound on his forehead still felt throbbing, he did not care about the throbbing of his forehead, because in his heart there was much more painful.
"Dear, please take me. That way, I won't feel any more pain." He was so desperate, he leaned his body on the glass cabinet. The dress that bears witness to her was once above the clouds, but was dropped in an instant.
"I beg you to take me," he said bitterly. It was as if he was asking God that he was no longer strong.
***
"Abhi," a woman called out to him in a soft voice. The woman slowly approached, but she did not dare to touch the limbs of her husband whom she had married a year ago.
Serkan Abhizar Acnaf, an adult man who entered the age of 40 years, bloody Indonesia and Turkey. His mother is from Indonesia, has a businessman who is engaged in Hospitality while his father is from Turkey, has a variety of businesses and finally put him down.
Serkan, a king in the world of business, hospitality from his mother and his father's company, is now increasingly advanced with rapid, a well-known company in the field of Fashion, hospitality, malls and various other businesses. He was known as the cruel-hearted master Serkan, never looked at fur, his cruelty was greatly feared.
If not or yes, nothing will change his decision.
"I know you're very sad,"
There is no truth, even the woman with the black hair of a boat understands. Her husband could not be disturbed by anyone, he left and did not want to disturb her.