Just Being a Doll Wife
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Elsewhere, the situation has not changed.

Losses resulting from the cancellation of cooperation Andalusia Mall and Andez Corporation are long-tailed. Ibram's self-esteem is like falling among the friends of entrepreneurs. When news of this cancellation spread. Especially when meeting with Erwin, CEO of Gardenia Pacific Mall. It felt his anger and resentment overflowing again. Not only money matters, Erwin's scornful smile through the look of his eyes alone has sparked emotions. For several days, Ibram avoided meeting with business friends other than work.

He was embarrassed and irritated for a long time. And still vent all these mistakes, on Amerla as the source of the failure of cooperation. He also continues to be heartbroken, due to the fact that CEO Rionald occupies a space in Amerla's heart much larger than he is.

And on a wet morning due to the rest of the rain. The residence of the President of Andalusia Mall.

The sky looked gloomy and somewhat blackened, the trees and grass in the garden were still wet by a small drizzle. A gloomy morning, like someone's heart. Like a sad face staring into the distance. A girl who had just been silent stared at the falling water from the sky.

Mendung has not been swept up in the relationship of Ibram and Amerla, because no one is trying to improve communication. Even when the sun shines, Amerla's beautiful face is like losing her passion. He felt a very deep pain in his heart, a great pain and disappointment. Until now, he had expected nothing. Just good treatment from her husband or her husband's family.

Ibram who hates him but also does not want to let go. The mother-in-law who was angry that her son's work was in disarray, plus her daughter-in-law who wanted to betray her son. The disappointed father-in-law, did not even want to see Amerla when it was time to eat together.

The girl was wasted, not only by the family, even the servants no longer respected her as the daughter-in-law of this house.

Amerla now chooses to hate herself. Because of his own stupidity, he bore all these. If only he had chosen Rion's sister. If only he had married Rion's sister. However, that hope was already like embracing the air, there was yet it could not be realized in real life. Rion's brother had already left, turned his face away and pushed him until he fell deep into the abyss.

Yeah, he's too tired to blame others. Choose to blame himself now. A few days cooped up in a stifling room made him lose his passion for anything. Even in his own life.

Ibram came out of the dressing room, already wearing a suit to go to work. He looked at Amerla, who was sitting staring at the window of the room.

"Why? You want to get out of the room?" Asked with a mocking laugh.

Amerla turned her head, her eyes not giving any expression.

"Java!" I was upset because Amerla was silent.

"Can I get out of the house? I want to go home to my parents. Sis, can I go home to Mom?" Speaking slowly is like reading a textbook with flat intonation and looking in the eye somewhere.

Ibram slams the comb he just used to tidy up his hair. Previously, Amerla who was silent and did not talk much made him happy. But, for a long time, the girl in front of him seemed to stop shining. He would be completely silent if not asked. No more quarrels because Amerla obeyed all Ibram's orders.

Caged in a room, serving him in bed, whenever he wanted. He would push Amerla roughly into bed while yelling at the woman, paying for all the losses I bear with your body. Such are the words that Ibram often speaks. At first, the pretty face was still screaming and cursing, trying to push Ibram away. Then he begged Ibram to stop when he was exhausted. But now, like an undead he would be lying on the bed, letting Ibram do whatever he wanted.

And now, the peak of Ibram's disgust, seeing Amerla like an undead who wants nothing.

"What's wrong with you? You're acting like this so I can divorce you!"

Don't dream! After this loss and all this shame! Ibram looked at Amerla trying to ease the anger in her heart. You want to beg the love of that damn CEO!

Amerla just gave a blank look.

Ibram never hit him again, but the words of contempt that came out of Ibram's mouth were like hundreds of needles that pierced his body every day. Scratch the wound in succession. He was too tired to fight, until finally his heart became numb. And he's quiet with whatever Ibram's doing

The grip of the hand on Amerla's chin strengthened, as the girl did not reply.

"Damn it! It's all because of your own fault. Looky!" Ibram grabbed his phone, showing a photo in front of Amerla's face. "Do you know whose picture this is? Here's a picture of that man. The CEO of Andez Corporation you like. Because of you, Andalusia Mall let alone be able to compete with Gardenia Pacific Mall, even I lost big! You see who he's embracing this affectionately, that wife you've been slandering!" Exploding Ibram's words while thrusting his phone into Amerla's face. "You still dreamt he'd accept you after I dumped you?"

Amerla looked at the photo in front of her. Two people hugging, looking back, but, somehow, she could recognize a picture of who it was.

"Huh, you're still dreaming back to her." Ibram gripping Amerla's hair. The girl only grimaced, but not saying anything made Ibram even more upset. "Boring! All right, I'll let you out of the room. But just wandering around the house. That's why you should avoid my mom and dad." Ibram laughed mockingly while releasing his hand.

He came out of the room slamming the door. He was angry, because he lost everything. Both Erwin and Rion. And could only vent that anger at Amerla.

After the door closed, Erla rubbed the end of her eyes. Walk again by the window. Look at the wet yard.

Escape, that's what Amerla will do today. During the time in the brackets inside the house, only that the alternating thoughts appeared in his head. So, being allowed out of the room was enough for Amerla. He's going to leave Ibram prison. Get out by hiding in a crib that will send groceries.

And it was time for him to run away.

Amerla looked at the overcast sky again. While he was still trying to resist when Ibram forced him to serve the man in bed. He actually said it clearly.

"Find another woman sister who can satisfy you. You hate me, so throw me out. I don't care about my father's company. Throw me out, sister, kiss and bed another woman. Just take my father's company's capital money. I don't care."

Amerla has said that, if she doesn't care, Ibram will bring another woman to his room though. Instead of stopping, Ibram was even more ignited by fire. Every chance, or every time he went into the room, right then and there, humiliation after humiliation was earned by Amerla. Satisfying the man until he begged to stop.

"Fuck dad's company, they didn't even come to my aid."

But, only the home of his father and mother can Amerla. There's no other place. He had no friends who could hold him. All his money and cards were also confiscated, he had nothing. So if he wants to escape, that's the only place he's headed to. Amerla took Ibram's money in her wallet yesterday, secretly. Only that money is in his pants pocket now. He'll use it for the escape.

With trembling hands he opened the door of the room. Looking around, quiet. Dad and Ibram must have gone to the office. Maybe it's the mother she needs to watch out for. But the woman doesn't care about him either. Amerla stepped slowly down the stairs. When he was in the living room, he passed by the waiter. The two women just glared no matter looking at him.

Good, Ibram must have told them I could leave the room. When his feet had stepped outside the house, the voice of the butler made Amerla's heartbeat strengthen.

"Where are you going, Miss? The young master said, there can be a walk outside the house. But it's still a drizzle."

Deg.deg.

"I just want to get some fresh air Sir, Brother Ibram has allowed."

"It's up to you, but don't cross paths with the mistress."

The voice of the butler sounded sniffled and did not care. Cih, you're all the same. Amerla did not reply and only saw the butler who immediately passed after saying that.

He knew it was still a drizzle, but didn't give me an umbrella. While muttering, from a distance he saw two crib cars coming in from the main gate.

Deg..

The girl turned her palm up into the sky. Just a little water falling. Whatever, he walked around in a new car. From a distance the butler was still watching Amerla, then looked indifferently, because he had to check the items that came in for the party that would be held later. He was too busy, to pay attention to the young lady who was already not considered in this house.

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With a disheveled appearance, dry lips. And a little wrinkled hands. Amerla dragged her footsteps into the main gate of her house. A waiter who was stirred up was surprised to see his appearance.

Goddamnit! Why did I choose a boxcar with a cooling engine!

Already with such miserable conditions, when entering the house. Mother was already standing in the living room, with a disappointed look.

"Mother..."

"You can embarrass the family, you know what your in-laws told mom."

Amerla's hands were clenched. He bit his lips which still felt numb. I came like a bum to my parents' house, but what he asked was not my situation. So, why have I survived this marriage.

"Mom knows.mom knows, daddy knows too! Why don't you come help me!"

Amerla fell on the floor. The servant knelt down to calm him down. The falling tears splattered Amerla's knees.

Mother froze, stunned to see her son's cry.

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