
"Hiks. hiks.. Mother Ara is dirty,"
Wendy stopped her steps upon hearing that. The voice was from the direction of Tiara's room, her daughter.
"Hiks.. hyks..."
Wendy slowly opened the room. There Tiara was crying as hard as the woman's clothes.
The middle-aged man stepped closer to Tiara.
"Why?" that's the word that glides in the guy's lips even himself gritted because his tongue is too muddy for this.
Tiara immediately wiped her tears and puffed up to see who was asking.
Daddy's?
"Why you?" asked Wendy again but Tiara only nodded. What if this woman was honest her father would care?
The middle-aged man immediately pulled Tiara into his arms and at that moment the cry of his second daughter broke out.
"Say to me who made you cry?" instead of answering, Tiara continued to cry in her father's arms.
Tiara always craved a father's hug but why should it be conditioned as when she was down new her father cared.
"Jawab Tiara or Dad himself who will find out and finish him at that very second?" Wendy was really worried because Tiara was slumped like this. It felt like he really didn't become a father, he had abandoned Tiara and now that his daughter was down like this did he have to be quiet?
Wendy let go of the hug and cupped Tiara's face, her thumb wiping off the trail of tears.
"Ata— story"
"Key,"
Flashbacks.
"Ahhh.." sighed Fauzan as he reached the top of his craft. Without letting go of her intimate grasp she immediately lay down beside Tiara.
"Uhh.. Don't move or I'll pounce you back,"
Tiara looked at the man before her now with a look of hatred and disbelief. All that kindness and sweetness is only for treasure not for love.
Tiara is wrong for loving Fauzan.
"A week away I'll marry you after I get all your family property I'll divorce you," after saying that Fauzan's eyes were instantly closed probably asleep.
Tiara was still shaking in the spot staring at Fauzan's face, the face that made her always special, the face that made her know what love was. Until now the woman still did not expect if the purpose of Fauzan approaching her was for treasure.
Slowly Tiara let go of the hug and then let go of the link***** and**** belong to Fauzan. Although the intimate area still feels sore and sore but Tiara has to get out of here.
The woman grabbed her trousers and Fauzan's hoodie because of her clothes she didn't know where.
Flashbacks.
Wendy clenched her hand the moment after hearing that. His daughter was devastated by being raped by the son of Hermawan.
From the beginning Wendy disagreed with Fauzan when Prita said that the man was his daughter's lover.
"That's right! I'm sure tomorrow he'll get his reward," said Wendy rubbed his daughter's back and lifted Tiara's body so limp and it was confirmed****** Tiara was hurt because of it.
"Don't, let it go... Tiara just wanted to not see his face again Well" Wendy just nodded then rubbed the head of Tiara and lay down on the side of Tiara.
"Dad you until you go to sleep," Tiara just nodded and hugged his father's body soaking his face in the field of the Father as well as Wendy cradled the body of her daughter.
To be honest he did not expect that Fauzan could do that even though from the beginning Wendy had believed the man took care of his company but if this he would not believe or let Fauzan hold his company and would keep men away it was from his daughter.
"Dad will do anything for the sake of the happiness of the daughters of the father, sorry for abandoning you, I'm sorry," Wendy kissed Tiara's head a few times before she fell asleep.
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