I'M The One You Hurt
Not My Son Again.

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...HAPPY READING'S......

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"Oh... Why is my head so dizzy?" lirih Ayara opened her eyes slowly. After being unconscious for less than an hour. Finally the girl was dead. Unfortunately, he is in big trouble. Mr. Edward who had been waiting there immediately stood up from the sofa and the trunk approached his daughter's bed.

"Papa," exclaimed Aya looking into her father's eyes with teary eyes. Hope to share the sadness he felt with his father. But on the contrary, Mr. Edward was not there to embrace the princess.

"Ayara quickly sit down!" mr. Edward's baritone voice made Ayara immediately try to sit down. Because he knew that his father was angry again.

"Ne-grandfather, Mama!" said the girl saw not only her father there. It seemed like this time Marlin the grandmother went into his room.

"Finally you're awake too" exclaimed Marlin staring at Ayara full of hatred. The dislike has been there since Ayara was not born. So this incident is only as an intermediary to vent his hatred.

"A-what's up? Aya-"

"Tell me who the baby's father is Ayara" snapped Mr. Edward could no longer hold back his emotions.

"A-whose kid, Pa? Aya doesn't know what Pap---"

Plaaac!

Plaaac!

Before Ayara finished her speech. Two slaps from Mr. Edward were already on both cheeks. Aya's pale face instantly turned bruised on her left and right. So that Aya had difficulty breathing to feel the pain of her papa palm.

"Aakkk! Sick, Pa." cried Ayara because she had not lost the pain on the two cheeks. However, Mr. Edward grabbed Ayara's long hair without any compassion for her own flesh and blood.

"ill? Sick said? So all this time you've been a cheap woman so pregnant out of wedlock like this" exclaimed the middle-aged man who wanted to strangle Ayara's neck. However, Marlin and his wife Rose hold his hand to stop torturing Ayara. Even though they both enjoyed it. They prevented him not out of pity, but out of fear that Mr. Edward would kill Ayara and go to prison.

"Papa, stop!" rose is like an angel from hell. As if he cared about Ayara.

"Edward, stop, son. You don't have to dirty your hands because this useless child," Marlin hugged his eldest son's arm.

"Mommy, Ayara has put our family to shame" replied Mr. Edward releasing also the grip of his hand on Ayara's neck.

For now Ayara could not think properly. Because the slap from his father was really very sick. However, behind it all Ayara is still fixated on hearing her papa say that she is pregnant.

"Yes, Mami knows you're embarrassed. We've all been embarrassed by him. But with you killing him, this matter won't be finished" Marlin pulled Mr. Edward a little away from Ayara who could only sob. Feel the pain of being slapped and sick because pregnant boy who yesterday afternoon also had dumped himself.

"Then now what should we do, Mam?" rose asked her mother-in-law. The woman was already impatient to see Ayara's next agony. If Ayara is no longer there, then surely the wealth of Mr. Edward will belong to his two children.

"Ayara, let's quickly tell you who is the man who has impregnated you? He must be responsible. If he dares to refuse, then I swear I will destroy his family until there is nothing left.

"W-what should I do? Wherever Alvian might be responsible. Don't marry me, just date she doesn't want to,"

Ayara muttered swallowing her own Saliva. Ayara was thinking hard, what should she do so that her father would not force her to tell the truth.

"Near!" Mr. Edward again approached Ayara and clutched the selfie collar that his son was wearing. "Let's say it quickly! We're going to his house right now" snapped the man who could not be weaned by anyone.

"Pa-papa, please forgive Aya, Pa." Ayara replied increasingly doubtful. He regretted disappointing his father. Although Mr. Edward's countenance flushed red because of the amount of anger he held. However, Ayara knew that behind it all her papa was very disappointed.

"I don't need your forgiveness. Now can you tell me who the father of this baby is, let Secretary Ricardo find and drag him here, "there are no more papa frills he said, because of the great disappointment in the princess.

"Ayara, let's say it quickly! Why do you just shut up," Marlin snapped furiously at her grandson who was just crying.

"Grandma, please forgive Ayara, Grandma," she continued to apologize. He knew how much their family guarded the honor. However, Aya was even pregnant out of wedlock. It was as if he was digging his own grave.

"Yes, quickly tell me who the man has done it. Jagan tested my patience. Or you--"

"Pa, stop! You don't have to force it. Ayara must be confused which man has impregnated her." Rose interrupted as she folded her hands in front of her chest.

"If he doesn't want to admit who the baby's father is. Then take her to the abortion doctor. The child cannot be born in our family" Marlin said, as she was not a mother.

"Ti-no, Aya does not want to abort this child," Ayara replied as she wiped her tears.

"If you don't want to either, then leave this house. From now on you are no longer my son" said Mr. Edward, who made Marlin and Rose smile.

"But Aya wants to live where, Pa. Papa will know Ayara has no one but Papa," Ayara replied hoping that the father would not throw her out. However, he was again wrong, in fact Mr. Edward pulled his hand rough to get off the bed.

"Papa, sick," Aya moaned as her hand was forcefully pulled.

"Hurry, you take all your belongings and leave my house right now" he said without any pity. "Quick! Ayara's. If you're still here, too. So I not only killed the baby, but also took your life" he threatened again. So that makes Ayara immediately decided to leave.

"Ba-good! I-I'll go, "Aya answered stammering. He walked into the closet and picked up the backpack he often took away from school. Aya took out her books that were still stored in it. Then Aya took two pieces of clothes along with her diploma.

"Why are you just carrying a little bag? It's not like it's a suitcase, you take all your stuff away from here" Marlin said, seeing her grandson pick up only two pieces of clothing.

"No, Grandma. This is enough. It was all papa who bought it," Ayara replied imposing a smile. One thing he realized today. No one truly loves him.

"Yes, from today on, you should never claim to be a descendant of Willson. Jasmeen gives you your last name using his own. Perhaps he already knew that this was going to happen," said Mr. Edward, fearing that Ayara would embarrass their family.

"Papa rest easy, die even though Aya will not use the surname Wilson. But is it okay before I go I hug Papa for the last time?" the girl asked him to force herself to smile.

"Go now! While it was still morning and never to return again" from Mr. Edward's reply. The girl already knew the answer.

"All right! I'm goin. Thank you for raising me all this time. Sorry to disappoint you guys" Ayara replied stepping away from her room. He no longer mentions the word papa because his own parents already do not recognize him as his son.

...SERIATE......