BEING THE WIFE OF HIS BROTHER-IN-LAW
CHAPTER 94. BE LATE
"Kian, I want us to end this identity exchange?" lian suddenly said.
Hearing that remark, of course Kian was surprised instead of playing. How could his brother arbitrarily create this game and end it as well as himself. Does he not think or take into account how Kian feels? What Kian's opinion meant nothing to Lian.
"Why?" ask Kian lirih. Tears began to flow from the corner of her cheek. Lian looked at Kian's face with a confused expression.
"Why? It's because I want to end this whole charade. I want to straighten out all the crooked paths. Isn't this what you really wanted? I will restore your identity as well as your life and I will get my identity and also my life back. Isn't that nice?" asked Lian while Kian just fell silent.
The woman could not describe how she felt this time. Everything seems to mix into one. Restless, sick, angry, sad, everything united into uncertainty. Dazedly. He could not speak anymore. Everything seems to be pecking. Especially when he remembered the fetus in his stomach. What would be the fate of the child if they exchanged identities again? The woman held her stomach gently.
"Why?" ask Lian.
"It's too late, Lian. It's too late" said Kian lirih. Lian frowned.
"What do you mean it's too late?" ask Lian again.
It's really hard to say this. Because this incident was a mistake after all. How could she conceive a child from her brother's own husband. But what should he do if it was all a predestined accident.
"Kian, what's wrong?" lian asked a little urgently.
"I'm sorry Lian," Kian said, looking down. Lian was getting curious about what had happened.
"We can't exchange identities. At least for the next nine months," said Kian lirih.
"What do you mean?"
"I. I am pregnant. I am pregnant with Mas Rama's child" Kian said. His eyes were closed not daring to look at the face of his twin brother.
Lian's eyes glared. He was very surprised to hear the words of his twin sister. Did he not hear wrong? Are you pregnant? Is the sister pregnant with her husband's own child? What exactly does Kian want to prove by pregnant child Mas Rama? Does the younger brother want to say indirectly to him if Mas Rama already belongs to the whole brother?
PLAQUES
A very loud slap floated from Lian's hand and landed very smoothly on Kian's cheek. Tears are falling more and more.
"Lian forgive me," said Kian, looking at his brother.
"Are you crazy, Kian? I told you to take my place as the wife of Mas Rama. Not to tell you to conceive a child from my own husband" cried Lian.
Silence is silent. The impact of the brother again and again made the woman not warty. I like to be yelled at the least. And if there was someone who snapped at her, the woman would be silent without even uttering a word. Although his little heart always tormented him and told him to fight
"That's all because of Lian's accident. I'm really sorry."
"It's easy for you to apologize to me for everything you've done. Do you know if the child in your womb is an illegitimate child. Why didn't you just throw the kid away from the beginning?"
"Lian, why are you talking like that? This is the son of your own husband" Kian said.
"Yes, my husband's biological son from his mistress," Lian replied cynically.
"Street woman?" He muttered with tears still flowing. Somehow getting the nickname mistress from the brother made himself a little emotional.
"Yes the mistress. Women lustful husband people. And that bastard child in your stomach is not worth living in this world" cried Lian full of anger.
He clenched his hands between anger and strengthening himself. However, Lian's words this time were already at the peak of her patience. He stood up and for the first time fought his brother.
"Street woman? Did you never think who told me to stay in the house of Amarta as the wife of Mas Rama? Have you forgotten who planned all this and threatened to kill myself if I didn't comply? Did you forget everything?" shouted Kian even with tears that continued to flow rapidly.
He could accept if he was insulted by his brother. But when Lian starts insulting the innocent child still in her stomach, that's where a mother's anger appears.
"How many times have I refused and tried to convince you to stop this before it was too late? But what did you say at the time? You don't care. All you want is to live with your delinquent lover. And now, when it's too late, you lightly say you're going to stop it all? It's so good you're talking."
It was like putting all the pressure in his heart all this time. His patience is over. This time he did not want to continue to obey the crazy idea of his twin brother.
"Even if you threaten suicide now, I don't care. Because what's in my heart and my mind right now is just my son. I don't care about everything" Kian said.
Lian clenched both her hands. Both of his eyes looked at the sister's face tightly. And from Kian's facial expression, Lian can see if what is said by this sister is not a figment. Lian also thought it seemed like this time she could not use the same way so that everything she wanted could she get. Kian will no longer be affected by the threat of ending life as usual.
Just as Lian was about to say something to Kian again, both corners of her eyes saw Rama returning to the room. The position of the door behind Kian made only Lian who saw the man. Knowing the man in front of him, a single evil idea reappeared in Lian's mind. When Rama opened the door, Lian immediately spoke to Kian quite loudly and acted as if she had not seen Rama coming. And it managed to stop the steps of Rama who stood in the doorway.
"Kian, please stop this. Mas Rama is my husband, my legal husband. I don't want to follow your plan anymore. I'm tired of keeping up with all your crazy ideas. It's enough I allow you to pretend to be me in front of Mas Rama. You also forced me to come in contact with Vicky so that Mas Rama would not be suspicious. But I'm tired. Please stop everything. Please give me back my identity. Please give me back my husband" Lian said, heartily. Both hands he put together in front of his chest begging Kian. Tears flowed very hard on both cheeks.
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