Just Being a Doll Wife
188. Hatred

Looking back, huh, weak base. Erla's heart rebuked itself. He always said, fuck dad's company, I'm gonna throw this family away. But, when his footsteps moved away, his heart still cared. Her lips chuckled, what a family bond is like, even if you are not dear, you always hope and look again. Make sure they're okay.

"Your father, definitely won't do anything Erla." As he understood Erla's uneasiness, Ibram's left hand moved from the steering wheel with Erla's hand. "You can still meet after everything calms down."

Erla did not reply, she just glared while looking at the car glass, muttering in a heart that she could hear herself. Would they still be the same if we met later.

"Your mother and sister were worried about you earlier, you could call them later."

"Stop that..."

That was all that was said on Erla's lips, without her taking her eyes off. Ibram's tightly gripped hands are getting stronger, like wanting to drain his energy or love for Erla. The girl smiled after turning her head and looked at Ibram.

Is this all real, brother? Have you really changed? Will it be like this forever? Or, if I don't listen to Brother, if I disobey and offend Big Brother, will this hand that tightly grips my hand remain the same? Erla's heart was still filled with anxiety, even though in real terms, she admitted the change in Ibram's attitude.

And after settling the matter with her family, Erla will meet with Sister Ibram's mother. Will everything go well? I don't know, Erla hopes she won't be slapped a second time by mom. That's it, Erla muttered as she touched once more, her father's former slap.

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The sky is starting to close. In a house, in one of the elite, where Ibram hid his mother.

Ibram had already grabbed the car keys, Erla asked him to buy things. Actually it's just an excuse. But, the man understood, that Erla kicked him out because the girl wanted to talk to mom.

They really need to talk to both Ibram murmured.

Ibram finally decided to leave. He snatched the note of the item that Erla had written quickly earlier, whether the item written properly needed mother, or she just wrote it.

"Sister, go with Lisa."

Lisa is the name of a young waitress who always talks to Erla, Ibram also just found out her name. All this time he talked to the girl but never called her name. Usually he just calls, hey, hey, you. Yes that is, he is not important, but since he is kind to Erla, Ibram will remember his name.

But, despite that, of course, Ibram won't bring Lisa.

"Just let him in here. I don't need his help."

Ibram dismissively refused, while Lisa also thought the same. What did he go for, he thought.

If Ibram is afraid to leave Erla and mom, they are afraid to fight. While Lisa, the young maid was certainly afraid to leave Erla with Ibram's mother, because of the incident at that time. Just now, Miss Erla was slapped, sir, what would happen if they were left alone. His eyes pleaded, to be allowed to stay. But Erla smiled and shook her head.

"Miss, I'll help you."

Erla shook her head again.

"I'll go alone, let him help you." This time Ibram spoke out loud.

Lisa will watch you think Ibram, at least she can get in the way of either one, either mom or Erla if you get into a fight later. But, unexpectedly Ibram who thinks Erla will comply. The girl, refused and instead spoke like a bully. Ibram's self-esteem was shaken.

"Could you tell the difference between sugar and flour?" A small grin appeared in Erla's lips.

"What's? Oi! Even if I don't know, I can read." Directly bark . "You know that, too?" Ibram slightly raised his intonation from offense, but Erla's small smile and ripple even made the anger melt away.

Haha, funny thing is, why now, I'm sulking so it looks funny. Though if in the past, let alone laughing, Erla would not survive if Ibram was a little offended.

"I can't tell the difference either, so we're one, right? Hehe. Does that mean we're fooling Sis?"

What am I talking about? Erla just wanted to talk, so Ibram wouldn't get angry. And it seems to work.

Ibram laughed, for some reason, every expression on Erla's face now looked so sweet in Ibram's view.

"Based on you, fine I'll go with him."

Ibram's outstretched hand asked Erla to come closer and hug her, again a sight that left the young servant in shock, the mother was much more surprised to see her son's spoiled behavior. Yet a faint smile of relief was seen as mother turned her gaze away.

"Speak to mom, I beg you, don't fight." Ibram's soft voice whispered as he kissed Erla's cheek, the girl felt the warm kiss wash over her chest which was honestly scared and awkward to face her in-laws. "I'll go, call me if anything happens."

Ibram smiled and nodded his head at his mother before releasing a hug. The man came out first from inside the house.

Now, it's Erla's turn to throw out her servant.

As her body is pushed, Lisa is forced to follow Ibram. His eyes still looked worried and still begged to stay. Erla's fluttering hand chased away, making the girl close the door slowly. Leaving Erla and mother-in-law.

After the departure of Ibram and Lisa, only the breathing sounds of the two men were heard. As Erla expected, they would be like strangers. Earlier, they greeted each other, because of Brother Ibram.

Silent.

No one spoke, neither mother nor Erla was still immersed in their thoughts. The awkwardness lies between them. The mother, who was sitting on the sofa in front of the TV, stared at her daughter-in-law. Like giving a code, you want to talk, then talk.

After taking a few deep breaths, Erla finally stepped closer to the sofa. He sat on the sidelines, making a distance between him and his mother.

In about fifteen minutes, the two of them prepared the words in silence. Don't know who's gonna start talking first. Because both of them still choose the word how to start.

Tik, no, tick no, the clock is spinning. Breath slowly blows.

Mom hates me. Fill Erla's mind.

Tik, no, tik, no, time keeps turning.

While squeezing her fingers, talking convincingly, Erla finally decided who started talking.

"Mom hates me, right?" A sentence that is spoken rigidly, opens the conversation. Erla did not raise her head, she looked at the hand that was on her lap, not seeing the expression of mother either. Until Erla does not know, how the mother reacts with her words. "I hate you too, why do we hate each other?"

Quiet again.

That's how it was at first, I hated all of you, I hated the mother who made Brother Ibram like this, I hated the mother who was silent with the treatment of father. But, Erla glanced at the downcast mother. I also know, I was scared and had no choice, and until I realized, I shouldn't hate you. Because mom was also a victim of father violence, huh! Why not my father, not Brother Ibram's father, all the same.

Erla touched her cheek, still feeling clear pain that spread across the cheek up to the nape of her neck.

Are all dads the same?

When Erla stopped talking though, mother did not interrupt or make a defense, leaving Erla stunned. What mother changes too, Erla murmured. But, if looking at himself can change, why didn't Brother Ibram and mom?

"But how can I hate my mother? because it was my mother who convinced me that Brother Ibram could really change."

That's right, even until now, Erla's heart has not fully believed in the change of heart Ibram. He was still always on standby, refusing his heart to be touched. Because it could be, Brother Ibram just tricked him, lied to get his body.

"I thought, Brother Ibram couldn't possibly turn this drastic, he was just a little theatrical to make my heart melt. But, when I saw Sister Ibram who was against my father and was really protecting my mother, I somehow started to feel confident that she could change as well."

I don't know what kind of love Sister Ibram has for her. But, seeing Kak Ibram's sincere love for her mother now, Erla's heart touched, she was ashamed to have doubted her husband's change.

"Sorry Erla...."

After listening to Erla talk long, Mother muttered sorry softly from her lips. His face was still down, the feeling of shame that was raging inside his chest could not help it. However, he also did not want to look towards Erla.

"Thank you for changing Ibram. Your love saved Ibram.

Is.deg...

Whatisthis? My mother just spoke up to make me touched. Huh! Erla, that's how you miss the affection, you pathetic. But, I don't know, that's all he needs now. An apology that he did not get from his family, even said from the lips of his mother-in-law.

"Mom hates me?"

"No!"

"But you want me to get divorced from Brother Ibram?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Erla. Because that's the will of Ibram's father."

Ah, a mother who had no choice. I know what that feels like. Erla's hand stretched out, grabbing mom's hand. Although surprised, but the woman let Erla's hand hold it.

"Mommy must be scared, right? You want to go back to me and beg?"

Mom's face flinched, yeah, that's how she felt. She wanted to end her escape, kneel down, kiss her husband's feet and beg him to come back the way he was. He will be silent and not speak if he is not asked. I don't know, I know it's hell, but he's like he has no choice, until when he has to hide like this.

Erla's hand patted the back of mom's hand.

"But, I have to endure defeating that fear."

"But, Erla, I'm afraid, how will Ibram's fate be."

"Don't destroy Kak Ibram Bu's struggles and hopes, that's all Ibram needs now from mom."

Defeating fear, is it easy? Of course not. When he decided to run away at that time, his hands did not stop shaking even though he had reached his parents' house. The nightmare that haunts her keeps Erla awake, an invisible pain that suddenly arises when imagining Kak Ibram's anger. That's what he has to fight.

"What if Ibram's father doesn't change?"

Erla could not answer him either, because she did not know how Sister Ibram could change. What happened brought about that change.

"Believe in Sister Ibram Bu, she said she won't let go of both of our hands."

Because I'm gonna believe that too.

As Erla and mother looked at each other warmly, they grabbed each other's shoulders and hugged each other. Suddenly, there was a noise coming from outside the door. Erla looked over, sighing.

Huh! You two are! If you want to eavesdrop, at least do not get caught donk.

Yes, Ibram and Lisa just came out of the yard, after making sure the two people inside the house were okay.

The weekend went by with many stories going on. Those on vacation must return to the capital, and tomorrow must work hard again. Despite having to go home, everyone carves out their sweet memories that will never be forgotten.

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And in a mansion, belonging to the President of Andalusia Mall.

"Basic stupid! Just follow Ibram you're not so good, find my wife's whereabouts immediately!

Seriate