MUST BE A DEPOSIT
EPS 13: ASKING FOR MY RIGHTS

"It turns out you still have enough guts to come here" Ersad hissed as he said.

"I didn't come to find trouble with you. I just want to ask you where Syma and my son are?

Because I'm sure you must know where they are" he said without the slightest fear.

Ersad chuckled at hearing that. But the sneering was clearly visible there.

"After everything you've done to her, you want to find her! wh-wh-what for? if it comes only to hurt, it's better to go and never bother him again."

Instantly Ersad was aware of the words he had just uttered. It turns out not only for Revan, but also for himself who often issued a spicy word to Syma. But the woman never took offense.

"Everything that happens between us is a misunderstanding."

"Currently... misunderstand? I heard Syma was trying to explain to you. But you didn't believe it and divorced him instead.

Look. Now he's mine. You can't take it any more. You'd better go home now and wallow with tears of regret

it's worth it to you" said Ersad looking at him sharply as he showed a way out.

"Just talk to you! I'll find Syma myself and we'll see who she chooses" Revan said before leaving Ersad.

Ersad's hands were clenched. He really did not like something that belonged to him being bullied by others. Revan's arrival really ruined his previously good mood, now back bad.

"Suckers! you don't know who I am. I'll show you who you're dealing with right now." murmured Ersad bluffing annoyedly.

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"How are you, Syma? it's been a long time since you've come here" Alma said softly.

"Alhamdulillah Jidah, Syma is fine."

"It just so happens that you came today. Jidah wants to say something. It's about this orphanage. You know for yourself, this Jidah is very old and old. Jidah wants you to replace Jidah's position in taking care of the orphanage's children.

Jidah's sure you can take good care of it, son."

"Syma was very happy, Jidah. But Syma had to ask her husband's permission to decide, first,"

"Where might Revan not allow. He knows that guy well."

That made Syma surprised. She forgets to tell Alma that Revan is no longer her husband, but rather Ersad. Syma was confused on how to explain it. Syma is afraid of disturbing Alma's health.

Syma preferred silence. That's the only way he can do it.

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The night is almost late. Zea was sleeping well. While Syma is still in a state of anxiety, because Ersad has not yet returned home.

'Ersad's not coming home tonight. Is he with his wife Erika? Yes Robb.. Protect my husband wherever he is.'

Syma finally decided to close her eyes. Trying to sleep even though it is difficult.

When he was almost in a dream, suddenly something felt was sniffing his body. Syma could feel something touching her body, the scent of a perfume that was so masculine and a warm breath of breath hitting her face.

Slowly, Syma opened her eyes. She faintly saw Ersad's shadow feeling very close to her. Her eyes opened wide when she realized that she was her husband. Ersad was on top of his body with both hands trapping him.

Syma shocked.

His eyes looked at the man who looked in a frenzy.

"Mass? what are you doing?"

"I want to ask for my rights!" he answered with his heavy voice.

Syma replied, her mouth silenced with Ersad's kiss. After a long time, Syma finally felt the sensation again.

As the kiss deepened. Syma remembered something and immediately pressed her palm against Ersad's chest and pushed the man slowly.

Ersad looked at him disappointed. "Why?"

Ersad was silent for a moment. Staring at Syma in confusion. While his breathing sounded loud and hunting.

"I don't understand what prayer do you mean?" ersad looked at him confused, because indeed he never prayed every time he did it.

"Follow me, please,

Bismillah, Allahumma jannibnaassyyaithaana wa jannibi syaithoona maarazaqtanaa ..."

Ersad followed every reading that came out of Syma's mouth. Before finally struggling in the surge of love on a sad night. With a halal touch plus a prayer inside. That made Ersad himself feel the difference when he was with another woman.

It is not wrong that he chose Syma as his wish release. Because when making love with Syma, there is a different sense of pleasure, being opium to continue to blend again and again. Which he never found with any woman.

After the release is completed. Ersad collapsed next to Syma's body with breath still stinging. Only a thin blanket yet warm enough, now wrapped their bodies.

"You are different Syma," Ersad's voice rattled as he spoke.

"different? what's?" replied Syma who now turned her back to her husband. It was not that she was disrespectful, it was just that Syma was still so embarrassed to show her face that was still met with red. Especially when you remember that only the name Ersad came out of his mouth when he did the unification.

"Let's know. I don't know what makes you different. But I can't deny that I want you again,"

Syma smiled wryly. Apparently that's what Ersad was talking about.

Syma flipped her body and faced her husband. For a moment, they stared at each other.

"What made you willing to marry me?" ask Syma who she herself already knows the answer.

"You already know the answer," he said flatly.

"Yes I mean, why is your wife named Erika, unable to meet your biological needs? is he out of town?"

"He's ill...

He was more like a coma. It's been almost two years. And until now has not shown good development," he said bitterly. Syma could see the feeling of sadness in her tone of speech.

"Why could that be?"

"The little quarrel we had a year ago, caused a tragic accident and put him in a coma like he is today. I didn't expect this to just happen. I just found the woman I love for the first time."

Once again the feeling of Syma was struck. Syma feels jealous, but even so Syma is aware that she is not entitled to such a thing. He's just a mistress. If Erika knew who she was, surely Erika would be jealous and rampage at her.

"He's the first one you love? why not your mother?" ask Syma who made drastic changes to Ersad's face.

"I hate talking about my mom. But if you really want to know, I will tell you one thing: that my mother never wanted me much less loved me! that is why there is not the slightest room in my heart for him" said Ersad so cold and cruel.

"There can't be a mother like that, don't think bad first, there might be something she's hiding."

"You don't know who my mother is, Syma. She's a bad woman. I hateit...

I hate him so much."

"I don't know who your mother is, but..."

"SUFFICIENT SYMA!

Don't ever talk about my mom again.

You're ruining my mood" he said, moving up and into the bathroom in a fit of rage.

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