My Blacklist Man's
Disappointment

Fania lay her body in the lap of her mother, her heart restless without end. The last sentence of the woman was still clearly ringing in his ears, even the tone of anger of the woman seemed to always haunt him.

''Mom, I'm confused. I'm like the wrong way." Fania complained to her mother, although only the silence gained did not dampen the slightest intention.

Asih still with his expressionless look, his gaze was still blank forward.

''I'm confused, Mom. I hesitate to continue this relationship. I'm sure you heard, I'm sure you felt what I felt, too.''

''I don't know anything about him. He's keeping a big secret. I've said everything about myself in the hope that he'll open up too. But what did I get? Am I not valuable to him, Mom?''

A single tear escaped just like that to his white cheek. Fania plunged her face deeper into the mother's stomach. He already did not care if his mother would be disturbed, then was angry at him. He just wanted to find calmness, it was okay to not get an answer. By expressing all his heart was able to reduce the burden of his heart a little.

Fania looked up as she felt a soft touch on her long mane. Asih was staring fixedly at him.

''Why you?"

The woman got up from her position, then rubbed her tears rough. He tried to show his best smile, even though his eyes still looked red.

''I'm fine, Mom."

''He is good," Asih said still with the same gaze.

Fania stiffened instantly, could Asih respond to her complaints, could Asih hear everything, could Asih understand it, many questions flashing in his mind. Fania looked at the mother no less clingy.

''He's good, he's not evil. He's good."

''Trust me, he's good."

The middle-aged woman continued to repeat her words. His gaze was blank towards his eldest daughter. Fania's tongue is about to deny. Had his mother come to her senses and witnessed what she saw, her mother would not have insisted on saying it.

''Trust me, he's good!"

Fania chose to nod while saying, "Yes, I believe, Mom. What my mother said was never wrong. He's good."

The woman immediately hugged the mother's body tightly, Asih's words were increasingly heard clearly in a distance that was only an inch. Her heart was sliced, her mother was so trusting of her future husband.

''If only you knew," he lamented in his heart.

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Since the prosecution, Fania chose to keep her husband's distance from her future husband. He always dodged when he saw the man intending to get close. No matter when you get together with the twins or other families, Fania will do the same. Angelo did not feel the change of his future wife, he was very conscious. The man intentionally let. He wanted to see until when the woman would continue like that.

In the middle of his activities, as usual Angelo sneaked in just to greet his future mother-in-law. Seeing the arrival of the man, Fania put down the porridge bowl that had been in her hand since then, then immediately moved. However, just a few steps a burly hand managed to hold his arm.

''Where are you going?" ello asked with a sharp look.

''Take a drink for mom," Fania replied flatly as she forcibly removed the hand.

Instead of letting go, Angelo tightened his grip. He dragged the tiny body out of the room. The man stared intently at his future wife, looking as if he could skin her alive.

''Explain! Why are you avoiding me? I'm trying to be quiet, Fania. But the more I shut up the more you become." Angelo shouted furiously until his voice boomed all over the house.

Ina and Gustav, who heard the scream, rushed over. They do not want Angelo to act out of bounds due to his anger.

''No explanation, satisfied!" Boldly, Fania looked at the man.

''Been already! I don't want to make a fuss early in the morning. I have to take care of my mom." Fania wants to avoid. However, Angelo swiftly held back his arm.

''Don't try to avoid it! You think I don't know what you're doing. You tried to follow me by scapegoating your two sisters, even bribing the driver. You think I don't know, huh!"

''It's good if you already know. So, I don't have to be tired of thinking about reasons to tickle," he replied casually, not even being affected in the slightest by the man's anger.

''I don't like anyone interfering with my business" Angelo said slowly with emphasis while tightening his grip until he heard a soft ringing from Fania's tiny lips.

''Detach! You're hurting me."

Fania tried to rebel, but the more she tried to escape, the more her hand hurt.

''Don't worry about you being my future wife. You can act as you please, Fania. You should know your limits."

Fania's chest was tight to hear. He immediately took a strong bite on the man's hand in order to escape. There was a groan of pain from the mouth of her future husband, who automatically made his hand stretch. Fania did not waste the opportunity. He immediately ran towards his room, then locked it from the inside.

Fania resuscitated the body on the door leaf. His body fell to the floor along with the tears that soaked his cheeks. From the outside, it was clear that the sound of rumbling was accompanied by a loud cry from her future husband. Fania shut her ears tightly hoping that the voice would soon disappear from her hearing.

''I'm disappointed, Fania. You have crossed all your boundaries. You shouldn't have done that."

Again, Fania had to hear about the limitations. Is not in love put aside the word limits, especially they will get married. Couples should be open to each other. Was she wrong for trying to find out about her future husband. Isn't that natural, but why Angelo was so angry after knowing all his actions. Supposedly, the more disappointed here he is not that guy. He got more lies so he had to find out alone.

''I'm not a doll you should always obey. I just want to know about my future husband. There are no boundaries in a relationship, especially if we are going to be a couple. The husband's secret is the wife's secret, and vice versa. If that's what you want. I better back off, Mr. El.''

Angelo's body stiffened when he heard Fania's words from inside. The man just stared at the tightly sealed white painted door before him.