Mother of Anankku

Mother of Anankku
Peace With Heart


18+ Dark Wife #40


By Sept


Sierra looked panicked, the rude man pulled him strongly. Already tried to hold on to anything, but the pull of the man was not comparable. Sierra women are weak, must have lost against the sturdy and muscular man.


Lucky for Sierra, when Mateo came to them.


"GET HIM OFF!" jolt Mateo while kicking the insolent man's stomach. His eyes barked furiously, staring at the brash man who had already toppled over hitting the table.


Everyone who initially did not want to interfere, now stared in horror when Mateo beat the man all out.


No matter how disrespectful the man was already sprawled with blood, Mateo continued to attack. He did not accept, Sierra was treated harshly.


"Enough! It's Teo, enough!" Sierra pulled Mateo's body which kept beating the man.


Mateo only glanced at Sierra, then his legs kicked back. However, the man lying on the floor pulled Mateo's foot. Until Mateo fell.


"Damn it!" The more emotional Mateo was, as soon as he woke up he lifted the chair from the plastic and threw it at the brash man.


"Oh my God, Mateo .. later he could die!" Sierra immediately forcibly dressed Mateo. Dragging the man out of the night club.


In a park around the club, Mateo sat in silence. No words came out of his lips. The man only made a sound when Sierra asked himself.


"Why is it here? Business or something?"


"It's none of your business!" Mateo looks riled up, he doesn't like Sierra going to such a place. As he knows, Sierra has always taken good care of himself. Such a world is not Sierra style.


"You mad at me, Teo?"


"Why am I angry? I don't have the right to be angry!"


"Look! Your face looks so sour!"


"What do you care?"


"Geez, you haven't changed!" Sierra chose to move, free to face the angry Mateo. It will always seem wrong if Mateo is overcome with emotions.


"Where are you going?" Mateo grabbed Sierra's hand.


"I'm coming back, free here. My days are heavy, I don't have the strength to fuss with you, Teo!"


"Keep so! Avoid until you're tired!" Mateo took off Sierra's hand. Not knowing why, he wanted to get angry with Sierra. Maybe he hates, seeing the woman who slumped after divorce with the Dragon. There is jealousy that is beginning to grow.


Sierra was stunned, then he chose to sit back next to the man.


"Be at peace with your heart, Ra. You guys aren't fooling around!" mateo said in a low tone. No longer angry like before.


Sierra did not argue, instead bowing his face deeply. Sobbing, crying in silence.


"It's okay, cry .. maybe it can reduce the pain in your heart."


Mateo grabbed Sierra's body, grabbed the woman. Hugged it warmly.


"All will be well, life goes on. A broken heart is not the end of everything!"


Sierra's tears are getting broken, what he's been holding up all this time, he's spilling all over. On Mateo, he vented the pain he had been in.


Jakarta, the residence of the Dragon.


This morning Naga and Moza had the arrival of a great guest, Mama Ratih and Taka Tuan coming to visit Sendy. During the trip, Mama Ratih looks manyun, his face sour.


"Excessive dragons! Maybe he never brought Sendy home!" mama Ratih grumbled next to her husband.


"Maybe he has a reason!" bela Tuan Taka's.


"Surely that woman won't allow it! You sly woman!" Mama Ratih accused Moza of not allowing Sendy to be invited home. Though it was a Dragon's stratagem, if he wanted his daughter, his mother also had to accept his wife. Moreover, soon the Dragons will take care of the official files of their marriage. The marriage of Moza and the Dragon will be recognized in the eyes of the law. But, Mama Ratih, seems not to give her blessing. Hence, he deliberately kept Sendy at home alone. If you miss, sok .. stop by the house. Meet Sendy and his wife.


"Jail is not strict like this, there is a lot of guard in the Dragon house!" cetus Mama Ratih with riled face. Anything the Dragon does is always wrong, especially after divorcing Sierra. Mama Ratih still holds a grudge against Dragon and Moza.


"That's it Ma, look at the wrinkles on your face! If you get angry, get older!"


"Mama is old, why? Papa wants to marry again?" touch Mom with emotion.


Mr. Taka was instantly silent, it was better to pretend not to listen. If it continues, the dilapidated radio will continue to light up.


Ting Tung's


"How long did they open the door?" Mama Ratih fanned her face with a hand fan.


"Your mother told you last night, didn't you come here?"


"Already, Pa!"


The two stopped talking when Auntie opened the door.


Proudly Mama Ratih passed the housekeeper, "They're home, right?"


"She, Nyon!"


"Good!"


Mama went straight inside, she saw Sendy playing with a doll. Dragon and Moza did not know where.


"Sendy!" call Mama Ratih with the face of a loving Angel.


The little boy immediately ran over, smelling his hand. During this time he rarely went home. He always sent gifts to his grandson.


"Look, what's Oma carrying?" Mama Ratih immediately grabbed the large doll that was originally brought by her husband.


"It's Opa's granddaughter!" Mr. Taka crouched down, looked at that first and only grandson.


"Very similar to a Dragon, right, Pa?"


"True, very similar. It's just long hair!"


They both smiled, remembering the past.


"Where's dad?"


"Inside, Oma!"


Mama Ratih went inside, there was no one in the kitchen. The pool is also empty. Mama Ratih glanced at one of the half-open rooms.


"Ga! Mama's in!"


Mama clingak-clinguk, she saw an empty bed. His eyes then turned, when a whispering voice sounded in the corner of the room, the bathroom.


"Ga! What's up?" Mama Ratih patted the shoulder of the Dragon leaning against the bathroom door.


"Moza seemed to be sick, going back and forth to the bathroom constantly."


"Sukurin!" mama Ratih's heart. Maybe Sendy's mother was doomed, Mama thought.


But when he heard it carefully. His ears even catch the sound of people nausea inside. Mama Ratih's legs instantly suffocated. Seriate.


Who has not known the author of the Dark Wife, Rahim Pay. Cuss to Instagram: Sept_September2020


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