
"Take me off, Mom. I don't want to go home!" melisa shouted, as her hands were pulled rough and forced to get into the car.
"We'll solve this problem at home. Remember yes, Mel. He will never divorce you" replied Darius, opening the car door and forcing his wife into it.
Melisa was pushed to enter the car. His screams were ignored, his body just thrown into the car. The tears that she had originally endured in such a way were now spilling over and flooding her beautiful face.
Grep's!
Bruk!
Darius' body was suddenly in a strong grip, a single blow landed on his face. Who else would dare to do it if the month Mahesa the elder brother. The man's face was flushed with anger. Melisa used the opportunity to get out of the car while her husband fell on the ground.
"Basic men don't know themselves. You're so rough with your own wife, huh? You who cheated even you who are angry, you immoral human!" mahesa shouted in wrath.
"Sir Mahesa? What are you doing here? Is it okay for my wife to come here with my sister?" darius asked, trying to get up and stand up straight.
"Yes, I'm here with your wife. If you already have another woman, why don't you let her go?"
"let her go? No, I would never do that. Kaka has refused to marry Melisa, and now sister tells me to let her go? Never dream of Mahesa."
"Based men, I'm ashamed to have a sister like you, Darius."
Plaque!
Bruk!
Fighting between brothers is no longer inevitable. Darius did not stay silent of course, he brushed off and returned the blow of his brother. The two were actually dueling, hitting and kicking each other no one wanted to budge.
"You're a depraved man, you have no feelings!" mahesa shouted, a single blow he managed to land on Darius's face, fresh blood immediately flowing from the sister's nose.
"Never interfere in my domestic affairs, Mahesa!" Darius threw his hand into the air, about to avenge the kaka's blow. However, Melisa immediately shouted loudly trying to break up the fight.
"Stop, what are you doing?" melisa shouted to her ears.
Both Darius and Mahesa stopped their hand movements. The two turned their heads and looked at Melisa's face with gasping breath as well as blushing eyeballs at the peak of anger.
Melissa approached the two. He was standing right in the middle of them. The woman looked at her husband and sister-in-law in turn.
"Stop, aren't you shy about fighting here, huh?" melisa shouted in anger.
"So you're here with my sister?" darius was burning with jealous flames.
"Yes, I came here with your sister, we accidentally met. Why why anyway? You jealous?"
"Of course I'm jealous. Your husband, Melisa."
"Who is he then? Who is that woman? Mas jealous to see me with another man while Mas alone cheating with that cheap woman? Selfish you are."
"You have the courage to fight me?"
"During all this time I respected Mas as my husband? I respected Mas as my priest, but not anymore. I will not ban Mas with the woman, nor will I ask Mas to choose one of us, please Mas continue the relationship with him and divorce me!" melisa shouted at length.
Darius, of course, was stunned. All this time his wife was a woman who was obedient and also gentle. He never once denied what he said. However, Melisa who was currently in front of him looked very different, this woman seemed to be spewing out the anger that she had been holding back all this time.
"Shut up, brother. Don't interfere with my household affairs, and you're Melisa we're going home right now. Until then Mas will never divorce you, okay?" ketus Darius, grabbed the rough wrist of his wife and was about to pull her into the car.
"Take me off, Mom. Don't you dare touch my body again, I'm disgusted by you, Mas Darius."
Plaque!
One slap landed on Darius' jaw. Melisa was actually spewing out the vexation she had been enduring all this time. She even so boldly slapped her husband's face hard and vigorously without any hesitation.
"Argh! Dare you slap me your husband, huh?"
Darius raised his wrist to reply, but was soon restrained by Mahesa of course.
"Stop, don't you dare touch Melisa, Darius" he said.
"So you who turned my wife into a dissident wife, even dared to slap her own husband? Do you guys secretly meet behind my back?" darius shouted, Melisa's guts shrieked immediately.
But not with Mahesa, she smiled with a sneer full of ridicule. Of course, his battle could easily be guessed by Darius that what he was accusing was a reality.
"So right? You guys secretly playing behind my back? Jesus, Melisa!"
"What's different about you cheating on that cheap woman? you even have a daughter" Mahesa replied with emphasis.
"We go home to Melisa," when Darius again persisted, pulling his wife's wrists rough.
"No, I won't let him come home with you. Melisa's coming here with me, and she's coming home with me too." Strictly Mahesa, pull Melisa's right wrist.
Melisa's hands were pulled roughly in the opposite direction by Mahesa and her husband. Of course the woman grimaced in pain. He brushed off the palms of the two men roughly.
"Stop, I'm not going home with anyone, I'm going home alone" said Melisa, running into the street and stopping a taxi that happened to pass by.
The woman immediately got into the taxi. Both Mahesa and Darius tried to catch up and stop the car. However, their efforts were of course in vain because the taxi just sped away leaving the two of them.
"Saw!" shouted Mahesa.
Both of them stood right on the side of the road. They stared at the taxi that had darted out of the place in a matter of seconds. Mahesa clenched both her hands. He looked over and looked at his sister's face with a sharp look.
Grep's!
Mahesa gripped the collar of the clothes worn by Darius. His eyes turned red staring at his sister's face. His hardened jaw was completely at the peak of his anger.
"Listen to me, Darius. I'll take Melisa from you. I thought you could make her happy, but I was wrong. You always hurt your gentle wife" Mahesa said with a vengeance.
"Just do it if you can. Isn't that an abnormal man, aka a same-sex lover?"
"Haha! Who said I am a same-sex person? Did you know that I slept with your wife Melisa?"
Darius immediately clenched both of his hands.
SERIATE
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