Mr. Kades' Secret Wife
CHAPTER 01. Go With Humiliation

"You are a disgrace to this village!"

"Go you! Basic disgrace!"

"Sikali's Pacilaka!"

[Fuck-bearer!]

The sound of the cries of the villagers in front of my family's house so echoed, making me slightly shudder about what happened later, my morning was quite disturbed.

"Mom, I'm scared."

I close my body to Mak, Makpun looks frantically grabbed me into his arms, at eighteen I was still enjoying my graduation days before this tragedy happened.

"Well, tikkama mi this, larro asengi desata citizens."

[Well, how is this? The villagers were all angry.]

Mak's voice seemed to talk to Abah making me even more afraid of what really happened to my family? What is it and why I am in a position that does not know.

"Mak! Pshaw!"

It was the sound of my sister screaming from inside her room, hearing it made my instinct to think and say that things were not okay.

Abah and Mak ran straight into my sister's room. Afraid? I chose to follow them and found my brother was having contractions.

Seeing that, Mak and Abah panic, going out to call the midwife is now impossible because the villagers are rampaging outside our house.

Little story, my sister named Ratna, she is a student in the city of Makassar, but must be in DO because pregnant out of wedlock.

And worse than that is the man who impregnates the brother does not want to be responsible and instead just run away, knowing it was immediately returned to our village and with two bodies.

Whether the news of my sister's pregnancy began to spread to the rest of this remote village, the villagers who did not immediately surround our house today after they found out, my sister returned nine months pregnant, for thinking that brother is a disgrace that will only bring disaster.

"Mak! Pshaw! Not strong ka kodong!" Sister's voice with her Makassar accent seemed to complain of feeling contractions from inside her stomach. "Ozan, where?!"

Ozan's? Whether it's the name of the sister's boyfriend who has impregnated the brother and is reluctant to be responsible, the bodo period with that I just messian with my brother who is now in pain even the veins around his head seem visible.

"The strong, son. Let Mak help you give birth," Mak said strengthening Brother. "Gea, get some warm water in the kitchen, son!"

Hearing the order I immediately walked towards the kitchen which inevitably I had to pass through the living room of my house.

Prangs!

The sound of the window glass that broke because of the stone throw made me jump, I don't know who provoked the residents so they don't seem to have the slightest taste of kasian to us.

"Aah!"

The cry of my brother was heard again, slowly the bond between our brothers became more visible, I could feel the suffering of my brother, slowly I cried as much as I wanted while bringing warm water to the room.

"Sister, strong brother!" I held my brother's arm.

My sister looked frustrated with a face full of suffering she looked at me and told me to bring her ears closer. "Dad! Ask for help brother same you, mumpung brother is still alive, if later brother died, please find his father's older brother, photos and his name is in the wardrobe brother."

I don't need his picture because I used to bring him here, ah it feels like I'm running amok on a fucking guy who has made my brother suffer.

The loud words made me sad, as if they were the last words from my sister to me.

"Aragh!"

Along with the surprise of the older brother the sound of a baby boy was heard filling the room, Abah and Mak immediately took him for cleaning leaving me with the older brother.

"Dec, promise me well, you're the one who has to take care of the older brother and look for the father" Big Brother looked at me with a weak look.

I couldn't think clearly now and just nodded my head, after nodding my head brother seemed to close his eyes which made me panic.

"Sister?"

I checked my sister's breath and pulse, and well all the results were the same. "Innalilahi wa innalilahi Raji'un."

My brother has gone to face the power in humiliated conditions, even until the end of his life he still had time to mention the name of the damn man who made him like this.

I promise, I met the man and gave him a vengeance that was worth what my brother got.

"Fauzan Adinata, I'll make you sorry!" I screamed while hugging my brother's body which was already lifeless stiff.

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Hello readers if you know you find a foreign language. The language of Makassar well tpi running story Author will not use regional language too much on dialogue, just a few to give the impression of the background of his village only.