Mohabbat
Dareen's anger

"Da-dareen? Why are you here?" ask Bardy stammered.

His hands fumbled about anything to use to cover parts of the body. Honey, there's nothing she can achieve. The curtain is too far away, if he moves just a little it will certainly all be seen.

"Disease!" cibir Dareen walked towards his mother.

She flipped the body of the Goddess so as not to see the condition of her husband who was without a single piece of clothing.

"De-goddess? You're here too? Since when did you come home? Why didn't you tell me?" bardy asked as she gulped nervously.

Outside Bibi was already waiting, anticipation for the Goddess who came out from there. Dareen asked her mother to go out and come with her Aunt.

He opened the door wide, picked up the clothes of the two men and walked slowly to the window. Dareen opened the curtains of the room, as well as the window. Undeterred from throwing their clothes on the balcony, he glanced at a match and immediately grabbed it.

Like a psychopath, Dareen picked up a piece of Bardy's clothing, and set it on fire.

"Don't, Dareen. Don't do that, son? Father please!"

The woman who had her back to Dareen sobbed and her body was shaken. Dareen did not stop the action, he dropped the clothes on top of the other pile. Slowly the fire began to spread, spreading all over the clothes, and a pungent smell filled the room. It doesn't matter if the house is going to burn.

Dareen smiled cynically looking at the pale face of the father. He stepped slowly, making Bardy tremble in fear. The hand of the woman who had turned her back, and she pulled it down firmly.

"You want what you? Don't do anything to him, Dareen!" prevent Bardy who quickly held his son's hand.

Her mistress was getting hysterically crying, her one hand was busy she used to cover her intimate area. Subjected to resist embarrassment, should get such humiliating treatment.

"Why? Didn't he hurt my mother? Why can't I hurt her?" cynical Dareen stared boldly at both of Bardy's beads.

"Please, don't be like this. Listen to Daddy's reason first, we can talk about this all right. Ask your mother to give you the keys to the closet so we can get dressed. After that, we'll talk, "pinta Bardy squeezed through the glare.

Dareen flinching for a while, the father stared and nodded to reassure the child.

"Unfortunately not!"

Dareen mercilessly dragged the woman to her knees from the bed. Dareen did not care, despite the sound of pleas from him he continued to drag the woman's hand out of the room.

"Please, don't do this! I'm sorry, I admit I was wrong. I'll get as far away from your father as possible. I promise! Don't do this!" the door held on to the doorpost pleading.

Dareen glanced, made her grip slip apart and used to cover her body back. Daisha's husband did not care, dragged her down the stairs.

The sound of his crying caused a commotion to wake the residents of the house. Aunty accompanied Dewi in the living room, and two other workers stood at the kitchen door. They watched as Dareen dragged mercilessly to the woman who was not wearing a thread.

"It's karma for him that dares to disturb one's life. I agree with the actions of our Young Master," chirped one of the workers while snorting cynically.

"It's true, but as a fellow woman I feel pity. It was heartless to see him being dragged naked like that" said another.

"Hmm .. Who cares! From the moment he came to this house, I was furious. He was no one here, but already dared to rule this and that. He'd also have the heart to fire our friends and add jobs."

The two people were gossiping. They were angry, but not so. The goddess who was on the other side, was gripping the pain of seeing him. He turned his face, not wanting to see the indecent scene in front of him.

Dareen threw the body onto the terrace until it rolled to the ground. He hugged his own body that was not covered by anything. Crying with his face down, not daring to move.

"What do you want with my mother's life? Aren't you a woman too? Why hurt other women?" fierce Dareen stared at the woman's bitch.

"I don't know, I don't know. Please forgive me!" sadder.

"I'm sorry? Did you think about how my mom felt when you started playing with my dad? You have a mother, or you have a sister at home. What if they were in my mother's position? What are you gonna do?" dareen's wrath was completely powerless to withstand the turmoil in his heart.

"God! Dareen, what are you doing?" Bardy came in haste.

He had been dressed despite having to break down the closet. In his hand he also brought clothes for the next he wore to the woman.

Bardy stood up, facing her son. They stared at each other sharply, especially Bardy who had changed far away.

"Requally outrageous-"

"Who? You you? That's right" Dareen said, trimming his father's unfinished remark, "You're outrageous. Doing disgusting things with that cheap lady in this house. Aren't you the one who's outrageous?" continued Dareen without hesitation denied his father.

"Bad!"

"Who? You again? You are so insolent! Shameless, and heartless. You even did that inappropriate thing in front of your own wife. Bastard-"

"Buy!" bardy's snapping is getting pissed.

"Why? You don't accept? Especially if it's not a bastard? You're like an animal with no sense. You don't take it, huh?" challenge Dareen really ignited Bardy's emotions.

"I'm your father, you have to remember that!" bardy firmly mentions her status in Dareen's life.

"really? After you hurt my mother, do you still deserve to call me father? You need to remember, my mother has faithfully accompanied you. He never even complained, let alone denied your orders, but what kind of reply did my mother receive? A betrayal? Is it worth it?"

Bardy was stunned, both of her hands clenched tightly. He glanced at the Goddess who was sitting sobbing on the chair with Auntie. Guilt continues to be present in the heart, regret also fills the chest cavity.

"Go! You have no place in this house anymore! Go and bring that****** with you!" dareen's successful expulsion made both Bardy's eyes widen in surprise.

Dareen throws a glance at the woman behind her father, hiding herself behind the disgusting man. Dareen turned around and left the terrace.

"Buy! You can't kick me out of here! This is my house, have you forgotten?" bardy shouted in despair.

Dareen stopped her steps, glanced to the side of the body and smiled cynically.

"Did you forget? This house and all the assets you have are in my mother's name. Go and never reappear in front of me let alone my mother!" Dareen.

He continued, followed by a worker who quickly closed the door. The look in his eyes, the sneer in his smile, was as if mocking the two of them. The door was closed and locked not allowing Bardy to enter it again.

The man who was no longer young gulped in annoyance. He hit the air, cursed and said the oath.

"How now?" ask the woman worried.

Bardy turned her head, her red eyes making the woman instantly feel fear.

"If you want to go home, go home. I'm going to my apartment" said Bardy cynically.

"I'm coming. There's no way I'm going home in this situation. I'm ashamed" said the woman shamelessly.

Bardy sighed, then took the woman with him while thinking about how to apologize from the Goddess.