Marrying an Ex Uncle

Marrying an Ex Uncle
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"Mrs and the Great Lord had a fight. Madam committed suicide, sir."


A statement made Sander immediately ran away from his room. Even down the stairs, her footsteps were quick. He ignored his own safety because he was worried about his mother's condition.


It didn't take long for Sander to arrive at his parents' room. The wide open door makes it easy for Sander to know what happened.


Vir appears to pack his clothes into the suitcase, while Camelia cries hysterically while clutching a knife that leads right into her stomach.


"If you go away, you will never see me again!" scream Camelia.


"What do I care?" Vir said flatly, without looking. He continued to focus on packing his clothes.


Before his mother answered again, Sander first entered and approached his father. The sharp look he gave, following with a high intonation question.


"What did Papa do?"


This time Vir looked up, looking at the son of a puppet who was always defiant.


"We're going to get divorced, and I'm going to get out of here" she said without further ado. Think Vir, for what? Sander is also unreliable, so let him stay with Camelia.


"Divorce? Why?" asked Sander in a cold tone.


"It doesn't fit."


"It doesn't fit because Mama's not rich anymore. Aye, right?" guess Sander without shady aling-aling.


"What do you mean?"


Sander smiled obliquely, "Why? Papa wants to give up? Heh, free. I understand Papa. All this time Papa's love is based on treasure, right? Now Mama is not rich anymore, and Sister Annisa who used to support us now is also destroyed. That's what makes Papa no longer fit with Mama?"


Vir's emotions rose up instantly. Even though everything Sander said was true, but he didn't like to hear it.


"So what you say! Don't accuse Papa!"


"I'm not indiscriminate, it's Papa." Sander answered boldly. Sometimes he also glanced at his mother who was still crying, but not as hysterical as before.


"Whatever you say. You alone with your mother ... useless!" Vir is squeaking towards Sander, just a glance. Then, re-insert some clothes that are still left on the bed.


"Whatever Papa wants to say. Going and divorcing Mama is up. But ... one thing you must remember, once Papa decides to leave Mama, do not expect to come back again," said Sander firmly.


Vir doesn't care about his son's words. Life would be better without children and wives. Because later on, he could find a reliable companion.


However, Camelia disagreed with Sander's words. In his heart, the love for Vir is still as intact as ever. And he didn't want to lose that guy.


"Don't talk like that, Sander! You must hold your papa! Don't let him go!" camelia shouted on the sidelines of the rest of her cries.


Sander turned to look at his mother, who looked terrible for begging for love from a selfless man.


"Sander__"


"Already, Ma. Don't cry anymore! Papa does not deserve tears from Mama," concluded Sander while approaching his mother.


However, he has not had time to touch the body of the mother, his own body which was first pulled by Vir. Within seconds, a loud slap had landed on Sander's cheek.


Regardless of the heat and pain in his cheeks, Sander looked at his father in agitation.


"This is, right, Papa's upbringing?"


"You'll be sorry, Sander!" snapped Vir while grabbing his suitcase. Then, it passed just leaving his son and wife.


During this time already adored treasure, until his heart was blind and could sacrifice family. In fact, he had not yet gone into shortage let alone starving. Indeed ... greedy soul has already penetrated in him.


"Mas! Don't go, Mum! Mas! My mother!" Camelia kept shouting. However, Vir is indifferent. He left as if he had not heard the call just now.


He used to be willing to stay away from family, for the sake of following Camelia lived in France. It turned out that now, the company he was fighting for was no longer his own. Vir feels the loss of time and energy, so now so hearty.


"Mas!"


"Ma, already. We'll be fine without Papa" said Sander, clutching his mother's body and calming her down.


"But I love your papa. You should have helped Mama hold him back, not fought back and angered him."


"I just don't want Mama's self-esteem trampled by Papa. Rather than blame me, Mama should now realize how Papa's true nature is. A love based on treasure, a love that should not make Mama hurt Uncle!" sander said more emphatically.


Camelia. Love is too passionate for the husband, until finally the sense of loss is inevitable. Like a word, life without Vir is like a day without sun—near to die.


"Take this off, Ma. The world is still beautiful to leave behind" Sander said, releasing the knife that was in Camelia's grasp.


But the woman was still silent.


"Trust me, Ma. We'll be fine without Papa." Sander spoke again. Although on the one hand feel sad because of the abandonment of the father, but on the other hand also relieved because this way his mother will understand wrong and right.


However, without realizing Sander, Camelia's feelings were shattered. Although aware that Vir is not good even from a long time, but love has closed everything. Demanding logic to understand and follow a sometimes bitter plot, as long as it remains with Vir.


"But in the end, I remained abandoned," Inner Camelia.


_________


'According to your prediction, Sir.'


In between the mountainous work, Riu leaned back for a moment and saw a message from her confidant. A news that made him put on a slanted smile.


'Do as planned.'


'Good, Mister.'


After reading the reply from the person, Riu put down his phone again. Another plan neatly arranged in his brain.


For now and until anytime later, anyone who dares to look for trouble with him, then must dare to see the other side in him.


"Heh, how good are you?" murmured Riu while imagining the figure of someone who would be the next target.


Seriate...