Azizah, Wife Taste Savings
The Pain is Still Feels

Axel was not at all daunted. He approached Bram Sadewo casually. While Bram himself was trembling but tried hard not to hide it.

Now the tip of the gun was right in Axel's chest.

Axel smiled cynically and said,

"Shoot, and you will never know where your daughter who***** is located"

"Bad. How dare you treat Alexa like this. He's sacrificed so much for you asshole!"

"Hahaha sacrificed what you said?? Come on, don't laugh at a time like this. You think I don't know what you two are planning??"

The handsome man's eyes drew sharply towards Bram As the man in his 50s gulped his saliva roughly.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't pretend, because it's completely useless. You and Alexa are disgusting criminals. You think I don't know that you killed my Daddy. Marcell Bramantyo?"

"No way..." Bram muttered in disbelief that Axel knew the past. Though he had closed very neatly his intervention in the event.

"Maybe. You don't know me very well Mr. Sadewo"

Chequek... Bram with trembling hands started pulling the trigger.

Krieet...

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Print it!!! The gun turned quickly to face Bram. Axel is in control.

"Ck ck. So bad!" Ejek Axel while bringing the tip of the firearm closer right in the village of Bram.

Then arrogantly mock.

"Don't play a gun if your hands are still shaking. You better play a water gun with your granddaughter at Waterboom. It'll be more fun. Believe it"

Bram is out of words. Alexa, her daughter. Axel is not someone who is easy to bully or threatened. That guy was very smart to turn things around.

"Look at Axel, I'll make a calculation with you if anything happens to my daughter!! Remember that!!!"

Bram's stingy face with a dead red face, between annoyance and shame.

"Well, I'll wait patiently for him"

Bram with wide steps left Axel's room until he forgot the gun.

Prak...

Axel threw the gun in any direction. He then headed to his office window that was wide open, leaving his face in the soothing wind.

'Aziziah... Where are you now?'

The man closed his eyes. A clear thread flowed into his haughty face. The incident just now was not remembered at all, as if nothing had happened.

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"Oh so...the former husband mba Zizah is the same position as director ganjen?"

Azizah smiles every time she hears Nayla's name for Darren.

"Yeah, I think so"

"Mmmm... Mba Zizah, if Nayla wants something can not? But it's kind of personal"

"Can... What's Nay about?"

"Eee actually this is a bit personal anyway, not Nayla nguping mba, but from the talk mba Zizah same sir Dirut it seems very scared as her ex-husband, his ex-husband mba evil yes?"

Nayla asked, in fact, he was not happy to ask personal things like this, but He was really curious. Moreover, it seems that during knowing Azizah almost 3 months, the hijab woman never once mentioned her ex-husband.

Azizah looked at Nayla, perhaps there was no harm in sharing the experience. Who knew there would be a good lesson to take, let alone Nayla not being married. It is possible that with the experience that Azizah will naturally be a science for Nayla to think carefully before deciding to get married.

So, Azizah had no intention of indulging in her disgrace just a little telling of her experience.

"Actually..."

Azizah began to tell the beginning of her marriage to an event that traumatized her until now...

The Flashback

"Alhamdulillah, quite well his message, hopefully smoothly continue, O Allah, so that it can mourn a lot of hehehe"

Azizah said on the sidelines of her busy busy writing orders for cakes and rice boxes from neighbors and some arisan groups.

Brak brak brak

The woman was a little surprised to hear the door of her house in someone's gedor. Azizah immediately looked at the clock on the wall.

"At 11pm, who is it?"

Azizah Mummings. To be honest, he was a little scared. Slowly he approached the door. And peek out from behind the curtains.

Brakkk brak brak!!

"Azizaah!"

The screams from the person she had been waiting for the most, her husband.

"Mas Axel??"

Azizah quickly opened the door.

"Where the hell is it! Really long!"

"Sorry, I was..."

"Aaah. Noisy. Ready warm water. I'm gonna take a shower"

Azizah could guess, Axel must be drunk.

Then why did he come to his house? Is it dangerous to drive drunk? Inner Azizah.

Although whatever Axel had done to her the woman was still worried about the man who was her husband.

Azizah had not finished preparing the Water, Axel suddenly appeared behind her.

"Astaghfiullah!" Azizah cried while screaming in shock.

"Why?" Axel asked coldly

"Eng... Not just surprised"

Azizah said while looking down. Believe me, looking Axel in the eye is his weakness. She never dared to challenge her husband's gaze.

"Heh, Loe deliberately wear rich clothes gini let me be tempted?"

Axel looked at Azizah who was now wearing satin pajamas with no arms that were only along the knee.

"No, really, I do wear these pajamas every day, because it's cool"

Answer Azizah honestly. He really did not intend like that, especially Azizah did not know if Axel would come.

"Oh yeah? How many?"

"How much? His pyjamas? There's 3 mas"

Azizah answered, though confused by Axel's question.

"How many men have slept with Loe?"

Azizah looked at the man before her, although not the first time Axel insulted her but still the man's speech just now was like a dagger piercing her heart.

"Yes..."

"No need to be plain-ass in front of me. Loe's just a cheap hooker who dreams of being Cinderella. Let me show you the degrees of Loe!"

Suddenly pulled Azizah's hair violently and slammed her on the mattress.

"Loe wants to touch it, right? I love you!!"

Harden the man cruelly.

"No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry about the hysterics"

Said Azizah who started sobbing her heart beating not because of fear.

Axel looked so angry for some reason. As Azizah remembered, He never made a mistake. Besides... Accept their match.

Plakk!!!

The man's burly hands slapped hard on Azizah's tyrannical face until she contracted pain.

"Mad you... I'm sorry if I was wrong"

Axel grabbed his ear. The man then ripped off Azizah's clothes roughly, leaving only her underwear.

"Gue admitted that Loe felt better, than me whoring on the streets"

Again, Axel uttered that condescending sentence from his lips.

The man stared at the cruel Azizah, the real real hatred highlighted from his greenish ash bead.

"Loe ruined my life with this stupid wedding. Now feel the pain of having to part with Alexa for being betrayed by Loe jerk!!"

Axel pull rough underwear ya g worn Azizah. The woman continued to cry and plead but Axel did not care about her at all.

"Even so. it hurts!!"

Axel moved his finger very roughly making Azizah feel a tremendous pain in her core area. The man also squeezed roughly p*yud*r* his wife was.

As dissatisfied Axel turned Azizah's body to the stomach then pulled back his wife's hair harder.

Axel entered his wife without the slightest gentleness while his hands still loyally slapped and punched in his wife's small body.

Azizah continued to cry and begged for forgiveness for Axel to stop, but the man did not bother her at all, until Azizah lost consciousness and woke up the next day without Axel. Her husband is gone. Leaving her in such a terrible state.

Azizah was crying deeply. The pain and pain is still there. The woman got up and walked over in a limp. He glanced at the bed and saw a lot of blood on it.

'Hate it You are the same I am mas' Inner Azizah Turtle. He looked at his naked body in the mirror. Almost his entire body was bruised, his lips and cheeks even turning blue. But there is more pain than all that, his heart.

Flashback off

"Even so I still hold on and forgive him. Because I don't want to disappoint someone, Grandpa Adhitama. He is my ex-husband's grandfather. But it's been really good to me, Nay"

"Yes Allah mba... I didn't expect. You are very strong, I swear... If I had run away long ago"

"Hehe, now it's all over. I made the right decision, right? Now there is no place for sadness. In the future there will only be happiness, God willing"

"Aami... But, how about Abimana mba sir? I have a feeling he's really sincere with mba Zizah"

Nayla. Azizah only sighed softly then replied,

"I don't know Nay yet, my past wounds are still imprinting, the pain is still being felt until now, I haven't thought about the couple's problems"

"I know mba... But I'm just saying, If we match up with the right people and love us, then we'll be made queen, otherwise if it's not right and only we love, then we will be made babu. Siti said so mba..."

"Hehehe, it's all there is, but it's true... We'll see Nay, Let God guide the way of My life, I'm just enjoying what I'm living right now"

Hearing Azizah's reply, Nayla nodded in agreement. But in his mind he kept hoping and praying that Azizah would open her heart to Abimana. Because Nayla believes Abimana is really sincere and loves Azizah very much.

Nayla could see through the man's eyes.

Seriate

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