Just Being a Doll Wife
107. Great Quarrel

Ibram is the successor of Andalusia Mall. He's the eldest son, his two younger siblings still go to school abroad. As the successor of the family, the man was used to getting the spotlight. With so many highlights, he always put on a face decorated with smiles in many situations. So that he can control his emotions well enough in front of the audience. And that habit seems to be quite applicable in this kind of situation.

The magma, which he managed to hold in front of CEO Rionald and his secretary, finally exploded and spilled when Ibram managed to drag Amerla out of the Andez Corporation building. Ibram slammed the car door after Amerla collapsed in the back seat. Afterwards he walked in, sitting behind the wheel. Closing the car door very hard, as if to crack the window glass.

In the back seat, Amerla throbbed her head, but still had time for her to cuss. Fuckin' friend, no you're not my friend the woman doesn't know herself. It's lucky I want to be friends with a lowly employee like you, how dare you betray me, pull my hair again. How dare you even slap me on the cheek. Fucking shit! He cursed inwardly as he felt the pain radiating from his head all the way to his back.

It still feels painful and hot. Because not only from his traitorous friend, even the man in front of him grabbed his hair, slapped his cheeks as well. But I don't know, which one hurts more, slapped a friend who betrayed her, or a husband who wrath at her.

Because now, Amerla was much more miserable because Rion had dumped her. He seemed to have been thrown away, there was nothing left of Kak Rion's feelings for him. And for him this was much more painful than the pull of hair and the slap on the cheek.

Why Sis? Why are you rejecting me. You used to love me so much. You even knelt begging me. Amerla bowed while holding her still-ill-heated head. I have begged you as much as I can. I have humbled myself as low as possible.

If you don't want to accept me, then how will my life be in the future Brother.

Amerla feels good because Rion does not admit Merylin to the public, but apparently, her goddamn friend has tricked her. Aaaaah! How is my fate now. Especially when I see Ibram's back. Some slapped Amerla on the cheek with the fact that Ibram already knew about her past with Rion's sister. Even he saw everything he had done earlier in front of Brother Rion.

What plan next now could he take. Divorcing him, that's Amerla's wish. But, no hand will guarantee his life ahead. How he will face his parents later. If there is Rion, he is sure his parents will agree to this divorce.

Brother Rion, why brother, why did you choose that ugly woman over me!

"You know, what I want to do now to you!" The question of condition with an emotional outburst was heard. Amerla stuttered immediately. Because Ibram dragged her in silence earlier, she thought of Rion instead of worrying about her husband's anger.

Amerla was silent, not daring to answer. Because Ibram's anger was emotional, it means he killed himself. Ibram can do the craziest thing he's thinking right now, whatever it is. In a way, the girl knew how to conquer her husband's heart, so she chose silence to save herself.

Not hearing the voice from the back seat, Ibram's gaze focused on the streets again. Drive the vehicle quickly to get home. He gripped the steering wheel, still with his chest exploding. He deliberately pushed Amerla in the back seat, hoping to ease a bit of anger. But in fact, he did not succeed at all in dampening his sense of regret.

The loss of the Andalusian Mall is like dancing on his head. His father's anger was sure to happen. No becus, that's exactly what my father would tell him. All because of Amerla. The crazy woman who seduced the CEO of Rionald and said she was going to divorce him.

Car squeaking in the yard. Ibram got out of the car, slammed the car door again. The waiter who came out was shocked that even they were screaming, looking at their young master who was angry while slamming the car door. The big madam and master were leaving, they so could do nothing but just watch.

Ibram opened the back door, pulling Amerla's hand.

"Let go of me brother, I can get out myself." Amerla is still fighting back.

"Shut up!"

Amerla was all her might staying in the car, but as her beautiful long hair was pulled again, she screamed and got out of the car. Ibram grabbed Amerla by the neck, then pushed the girl. Until it fell onto the sidewalk where the car was parked. The waiter who saw, timidly approached to help Amerla wake up.

"No one helped him! Everybody go!"

When the command was heard, and the servants retreated away. Amerla is starting to get scared. He had thought, Ibram at the very least, would not hit him in front of the servants. He will not do anything as long as it is still visible to many people. Ibram will definitely keep his good name, because the man is very concerned with the views of others. But this is very different from the usual Ibram.

"Wake up!"

"Sister, sorry Brother. I was wrong, Brother!"

The fear of Amerla appearing too late, the already blazing fire could not be extinguished immediately with just a single plea from the girl. Roughly, Ibram pulled Amerla's arm. The girl revolted with all her might, trying to escape. But fell over because his legs were bent, his shoes were soaring. Ibram did not miss the opportunity, he grabbed Amerla's waist and lifted her over her shoulder. He was carried like carrying things.

Amerla's hand, which hit Ibram on the shoulder, still trying to break away, suddenly hung limp as the cold voice of Ibram spread mixed with the wind that blew. The servants who were also frightened, were confused as to what to do.

"Don't make me any more angry Erla! I can kill you if you're begging me again."

Those words made Amerla freeze in fear. And finally silence does not move or talk. His head that was dizzy, was getting more and more twisted due to swaying.

"Awww! Ah, sick sister. It hurts."

Ibram threw Amerla on the bed until it made a thud. The girl groaned while curling up in pain. Weak-kapped. He had no strength to fight. Resignedly.

"You know how much the company lost to you!"

This time the tears that were dripping at the end of Amela's eyes were tears of fear and enduring the pain.

"You know hah! How much down payment have we paid! what if CEO Rionald sues you for the police! You want to make Andalusia Mall in the gossip news! Andalusian CEO Mall's wife seduces her husband's business partner. She is! You want to destroy my company! ruined my good name!"

The more Ibram shouted, the more pain in Amerla's entire body slashed. Not only physical, his heart was also torn apart painfully.

"Why! Why I chose you! I should have chosen Rion first! I should never have married a man as unfaithful as you." Amerla felt her frustration shouting, speaking carelessly.

"You're crazy! You still dare to talk! I'll slap again!" Ibram threw a pillow at Amerla's face. Making the girl who had raised her body fall down again on the bed.

The girl spoke while tilting her body.

"Then, Brother Rion loved me very much. He treats me like a queen, he does whatever I ask. He only loves me one. Wh why? Why am I even married to Brother Ibram, the cheating man. Why would I marry you and betray Rion's sister. I should have known that Rion's sister had more money than you."

Looks like Amerla's brain is really starting to go crazy. Until what comes out of his mouth is honesty that can further ignite the emotions of Ibram. Though he was scared to death, but somehow he even talked like that.

"Basic crazy woman. So you were still dating her when you married me. And now you want to go back to her and get divorced from me!" Ibram's eyes darkened. His mind was immediately fucked.

Plaque! Plaque! Twice the slap landed on Amerla's cheek. Afterwards Ibram gripped the back of Amerla's head.

The girl cried while holding her reddened cheeks. She was actually crying from the pain running through her cheeks.

"Connect me Brother! Just divorce me!"

Ibram is further provoked by his emotions and anger when Amerla talks about divorce.

You know, I've been trying to hold her all this time Erla. I let all your insolent behavior. Butwhy? You fool, you fool yourself, Ibram, why do you love a woman who only loves your money. Ibram laughed as he looked at the hand he had put on slapping Amerla. Yeah, why do I love a woman who only loves my money!

That is the deepest heart of Ibram. In his multi-layered heart, the name Amerla filled the place. She loves Amerla, a beautiful girl, her sometimes cute and sweet demeanor, adorable for Ibram. Until he tried to suppress his pride to maintain this marriage. He even kept quiet and covered up Amerla's behavior.

But this time, it seemed like what Amerla had done was outrageous.

"You said I was a cheat? I even kissed that damn woman by accident. He kissed me. But, what are you doing today Erla. You wear such clothes, teasing Mr. Rion with your sighing voice. I'm sure you can even take off your shirt even if you know Secretary Serge was." Ibram laughed cynically and mockingly. "And you're still bringing up my affair, and when you did all that yourself, you're still bringing up my kiss who knows who it is. You alone, what are you doing today, groping Mr. Ronald's thighs! Now it's you or me who don't know themselves and the cheater."

I defended you in front of that man!

Amerla squeezes the sheets. Everything Ibram said was right, he could even do that earlier, if Brother Rion told him to. He can take off his shirt to get Rion's forgiveness. He was that close.

"Now, answer me! You or me are more disgusting?"

Amerla did not answer. He just bit his lips. He's like he's been slapped. He was even worse than Ibram who was kissing another woman. He knows he's worse than that. But, he did so because he was fed up with this marriage. He wanted to go and break free from the shackles of Ibram. And only Rion's sister can help him. He did not want to continue this unhappy marriage. When he saw Rion, he missed being loved and spoiled.

"Answer! You or me are more disgusting?"

Amerla closed her eyes while still gripping the bedsheet. Not to answer. Because he knows, he's a lot more disgusting and pathetic.

"You think I don't know, you're cheating behind my back, too. I'm still letting go, 'cause I think you're just gonna give me back for that kiss."

Deg. Amerla peered through the tail of her eyes, looking at Ibram's expression.

"You think I don't know! You and Hargo! You kissed her too to get back at me!"

Actually Ibram would not bring this up, because it only shows how pitiful he is. Can't be angry to see his wife kissing. Why didn't Ibram want to bring her up, because she was afraid, Amerla challenged her to divorce her.

"Just divorce me, brother." It felt like Amerla was now being showered with shame. All this time he always accused Ibram's nose with the fact of kissing with other women. Though he also did it to treat his pitiful taste. He thought he had covered up the disgrace. But as it turns out, Ibram also knew about this. "Connect me, brother!"

In the blink of an eye, Ibram had already lunged at Amerla's body. The man was already on Amerla's body, Ibram's hand gripping Amerla's neck. Again, the word divorce burned Ibram's anger.

"Based on a shameless crazy woman!"

Amerla's face flushed red, her hands smacking Ibram's hands. When he saw his wife out of breath, the hand loosened. Amerla coughs. Ibram stared fixedly at Amerla's eyes, clutching Amerla's chin.

"You think your family won't be destroyed if I throw you away? I'll withdraw all of your father's corporate venture capital." Darkened cynically. "You think you can be without my money, heh!" Wiggling Amerla's chin. "You have friends because you show off my money and your status as my wife."

Ibram pointed at Amerla's forehead, and smacked the girl's cheek. Mock.

"Why? Why is Brother Ibram silent? Even though I know I've kissed other guys too?" Amerla turned her face. Ibram is still resting on his knees, on Amerla's body. "Is it because Ibram doesn't want the good name of the company to break down because we're divorced?"

In fact, in the little heart of that already helpless girl. He hoped, that's not the answer that came out of Ibram's mouth.

"If you already know the answer why are you still asking." Ibram replied with a mocking tone and smile again.

Indeed I wish what si, murmured Amerla. I hope Brother Ibram answers, because he loves me. Huh! He only liked my body which could satisfy his desires. And I just need the money.

The sound of the door opening with a very loud sound, making Amerla or Ibram jerked. Mother with a panicked face appeared, behind her following the servants. Mom sees Amerla, her hair is disheveled, her cheeks are red.

"Ibram! What did you do to your wife?"

Ibram twisted his body and got out of bed, staring resentfully at the servants for not knowing what they were doing to mom.

"I'm just teaching her a lesson Mom, if you know what she's done, you'll be angry too." Flicked a finger at Amerla, telling the girl to get up. With the rest of his strength, Amerla lifted up her body. The fear returns along with the pain. "You know, it turns out Erla's the ex-boyfriend of CEO Rionald, and more astonishingly, I know, where she went in that shirt." He pointed at Amerla's forehead and pulled the shirt his wife was wearing. "He went to tease CEO Rionald. He slandered the CEO's wife Rionald, so he could get back at the man."

Mother turned away in disbelief. The servants were also very surprised.

"Ask her herself if she didn't believe me, she said she wanted to divorce me and begged the Andez Corporation CEO to marry her. Erla, do I need to show the tape to mom."

"Sister!"

Ibram laughed looking in fear in Amerla's eyes. But, he liked to see the helplessness of the girl. Because that's what made him unable to escape from it.

"Mom asked her herself. I'm gonna go downstairs and talk to Dad."

Ibram doesn't care about Amerla's calls. And the man closed the door, leaving Amerla to her mother. As Ibram came down the stairs, he heard his wife screaming for mercy.

"Divorce, you think that after the loss you inflicted you could be as easy as leaving. It's funny." I don't know, is this just Ibram's momentary rage, because Amerla doesn't even show her guilt. Or it was this way that he chose to hold Amerla to be by his side.

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Writing this chapter drains energy and emotions 🥺🥺

Amerla same Ibram equally sick 😌😌