MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 64: NEVER WANT YOU BACK

"I don't want to go to the hospital!"

"If you don't want to go to the hospital, you have. Go home! Don't bother me... "

Hariz's words made Aina even more upset. Without his feelings, the man always treated him.

"don't want. You have to take responsibility!"

"I'm not impregnating you. What is the responsibility."

"My motor is badly damaged. Sprained leg. You have to pay the damages!"

Hariz chuckled at Aina's words that sounded ridiculous to him. Suddenly Hariz pulled his car over and brought his face closer to Aina.

Aina could even feel a breath from the man. His eyes glittered sharply at Aina. Aina herself was already so tense.

"Listen Aina. The person in charge of that should be you. You've hit my car so it's damaged. Do you know how much it costs to do the service?

Even if you sell a lump of your body, it won't be able to pay all the fees. So, while I'm being kind. You better take care of your attitude and lock these meetings of your mouth. If not, then I will not hesitate to silence him and do anything to you as I please.

Understand!"

Aina nodded obediently. There was a little fear in him. Although he was very eager to shout that this man should not demean a woman. But Aina didn't have enough courage for that. He still loves his life.

A man like Hariz is unpredictable. So that Aina should be as smart as possible to keep her attitude in front of this man.

"good. Smart cat... "

Hariz is back in his car. This time he was quite satisfied, for it had made Aina speechless.

"Where are we going?" his great-grandson.

"My house."

"For what?"

"anything. Whatever me...

That's my house!"

"I mean, why was I brought there? I want to go back to the store."

"No. You can't go home, before you can walk normally and go home by yourself" said Hariz cold and sharp. Aina's guts shrieked at it again.

'Oh my God, this guy is a forced man! He doesn't know what, if my heart can't stay close to him for too long.'

*****

Syma closed her eyes. Trying to rest his raging body and mind.

But when he started to drift in his dreams. Suddenly someone touched his face. Tracing her face line gently and sensually.

His forehead wrinkled. He thought it was a dream. But the warm hand that hugged his waist was so felt. Syma forced herself to open her eyes and see for herself if it was real.

His eyes were perfectly rounded, when he realized that it was not a dream. He lay on his right side. And saw a burly hand being coiled around his stomach. Someone was hugging him from behind. Syma could even feel the chest of the field touching her back.

When his consciousness began to gather. Syma was aghast from her bed and shifted her body slightly away. His eyes flashed sharply when he found out who did it.

"Mas Ersad?"

"Yes Syma. Its me...

I'm back for you" said Ersad so softly and wistfully. His eyes were clear that the man missed him so much. But Syma actually returned with a vengeful look.

"What are you doing here? Get outside! I never wanted you to come back.

Not today. Tomorrow and next!"

"Why are you talking like that Syma? Don't you miss me? I'm your husband..."

Syma laughed blandly at hearing that. It was so easy for Ersad to say that as if he had no sin at all. Until Syma finally felt sick.

"Hindu?

And Husband?

What kind of husband leaves his wife and children. What kind of husband would let his wife struggle alone to give birth to her child? Tell me, what kind of husband disappears without news and for five years never gives a living? Letting his own wife struggle to support his son.

Is that still worth mentioning as a husband?"

Ersad thinned his lips. Syma's attitude that was once so gentle, she could no longer feel it. But he realized it was all because of him too. That's why Ersad tried to be patient with him. And try to explain everything.

"I know you must hate me, Syma. But everything I do is not without reason. Not only for you, but for our children... "

"Whatever your reason I don't want to hear. Now get out of here, or I'll get out!"

Ersad was silent in his place. Syma's stubbornness upset her. Instead of staying away, Ersad was getting closer to him.

"I told you to come out, not come closer!" Syma tried to warn him while retreating slowly because Ersad did not stop.

Until finally Ersad managed to get the woman and confine her body.

Syma rebelled. Syma even hit Ersad's hard body which actually made his own hand hurt.

"Enough Syma. Stop that... " Ersad stopped Syma's rebellion by pulling Syma's hand over her head and uniting Syma's wrists. Syma can't dwell anymore now. Moreover, his legs had been locked by Ersad.

"Shut up and listen to me talk." Ersad a little hissing.

Syma threw away her face. Their distance so close that Syma was afraid of drowning in Ersad's deadly seduction. That would make him weak again.

"My departure wasn't without Syma's reasons. I did this to reclaim my company that had been smashed to pieces. And to do that, it takes a short time. I have to reassure the investors to work with me again. Rebuilding their trust.

And it's not easy. I also probably wouldn't have managed to do any of this without help from someone.

Everything that happened was not coincidental but planned.

And Revan is behind all this."

Syma looked at him. The pain is so clear.

"I'm not a treasure-mad woman. I've told you many times that we can deal with all of that. Either way people want to shake our household, as long as we are always together then everything will be fine.

I love you because of God.

I've never even demanded any fancy things let alone expensive jewelry on you.

I only ask you to be faithful to me until my duty to look after you in this world is done.

But what are you doing? You just left us. Just with an apology....

Then what did I mean all this time? If you really think I'm your wife, you should talk to me about that first!"

The tears of Syma flowed. Ersad immediately removed it with full softness.

"I know Syma. I-i know...

I know with all your sincerity to me.

That's why I can't talk to you about it. You won't allow me to leave" said Ersad cupping Syma's cheeks. And put their eyebrows together.

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