My Husband's Second Love
Episode 121

"Shut up!" whisik Permadi's.

"This knife will hurt you if you commit stupidity!"

Sekar glanced at the folding knife attached to his neck.

"I will be silent" whispered Sekar.

The sound of a knife quickly collapsing. He exhaled his breath of relief.

"Is this the reward, you want my body?"

"If I say yes, will you give it to me?" the Permadi grin looks terrible.

Sekar was filled with fear, his body trembled, a chill enveloping the room. The sounds of the night were clearly heard in the ears.

"If I refuse, will you kill me?"

The jewel smiled horribly. He took out another knife that was already in his pocket. With a single move the blade came back out from its fold.

"You think?"

"I'll give it to you" Sekar moved quickly to lift his negligee up.

In the dim light of the room was seen his body which was only wrapped in underwear. The detached negligee was clasped tightly in front of the chest.

Like a hungry lion Pouncing on Sekar's body. The woman's hand was pulled backwards beyond her body. The other hand tightly closed the mouth.

The jewel bit and hit every inch of Sekar's body. Occasionally give a small incision in that smooth white body. The cries and cries of Sekar who was restrained burned the crazy man's passion.

Just struggling, wanting to rebel but unable to. The more he refused, the crazier Permadi became. The jet man hurt Sekar's body fiercely.

Sekar's tears flowed profusely in his pain. Nehan's shadow danced in her eye. How her husband used to treat her body with love and meekness.

All his faults appeared one by one spinning into a black hole that dragged him in a dark.

The sound of the rumbling of the Permadi breath that hunts makes Sekar nauseous and fed up. At the end. He kicked the man's stomach hard. Not a stray, but the Permadi movement is getting faster and harder.

Slaps and punches sharpen every inch of Sekar's body. Several times even the head of Sekar was smashed to the head of the bed.

The long sound of Permadi's growl became the end of all the pain of Sekar.

"You're so happy young lady," again the grin appeared disgusting. With one move Permadi got off the bed and put on his pants without caring about the woman whose body was destroyed.

"I didn't really want you that much. I'll try to understand if you reject me."

"Well, I don't think it's easy to get you, even you sincerely give it to me."

There was no other sound coming out of Sekar's lips other than a sobbing cry. His body arched against the wall of the room hugging his own knees. His shoulders swayed in rhythm with cries coming out.

"Go from here" whispered the young woman. He felt it all over his body. Fortunately the darkness of the room protected him from the shame he had lost.

"If you knew my true purpose here, you wouldn't have kicked me out of this young lady."

"I don't care what your goal is, you better leave now!"

"Police suspects your whereabouts here."

The jewel sat in the chair there. The crying is getting bigger.

"Aaaa.." Sekar's loud cry broke the night.

"Don't yell at you, it's far away from the neighbors, but your screams are deafening to me" grumbled Permadi while rubbing his ears.

"I'm disgusted at you" whispered Sekar again.

"But you didn't reject me earlier."

"You should have told me first what you meant by coming here," isak pilu Sekar still sounded.

The jewel walked closer to the bed. Sekar jumped away, grabbed his negligee earlier and closed it to his body. His eyes were looking for a blanket but it turned out that the blanket had fallen under.

"Don't you dare approach me again!"

Permadi grabbed the blanket on the floor and threw it right on Sekar's face.

"Cover your body with that blanket. I don't want you to die from the cold."

"It's so stupid of you that the police can sniff my tracks here," were it not for that ugly man's recklessness the police couldn't have known.

"I'm not stupid, but you don't have brains."

"So often you ask me to come to Mr. Broto's house."

Just wearing his shirt. His eyes glanced at the door. His brain works to find a way to get him out of the room. The man had to accept his reply, he had to feel the same pain.

"I have to go to the bathroom."

Unsuspecting Permadi allowed Sekar to leave, "go away."

Hurry up to the kitchen. He picked up the big knife that was chuckling under the table. Only then did he enter the bathroom.

He washed his body everywhere. Especially in the vital part, it feels torn that part. At home, he will be able to see the wounds on his body. But in this house the lighting is very simple, after all there is no glass in the bathroom.

Once you feel clean enough, leave the bathroom. Permadi still with his sitting position in the same place. Slowly approached the man. The man's eyes closed, his breathing was calm.

"Sleep forever."

Sekar raised his hand and pointed the knife that was brought right towards Permadi's neck. With a single swing the knife stuck in the right place. Blood spouts from there.

His face, clothes, and almost all parts of his body were wet with blood. For a few seconds Permadi tried to get up and reach Sekar. But soon the big black body collapsed under Sekar's feet.

Saggy sagging on the floor. He was crying. What's happening in his life now.

"Ahhhhh.huhuhu.." his cry was like the howl of a wolf in pain.

I don't know what time it is. The air is still cold and the atmosphere is still dark. I don't know how long she cried. But his feet could no longer stand. The scars of rape destroyed his body.

He resigned, there was no desire to escape. How could he possibly leave this place. There's nothing or nobody here.

He lay down on the cold floor full of blood. In his eyes appeared the shadow of Nehan who was smiling, Bu Ajeng who stretched out his hand, the little girl who ran over laughed while calling him mama.

His eyes were tired, his body tired. Closing his eyes, the dream world greeted him. The woman fell asleep smiling.

"Aaaaa.please!" a loud scream from a woman kept him awake. But he refused to wake up.

Outside there was a roar of cars and several heavy steps galloping towards the house.

"Please sir, the mad woman is dead and so is my brother, sir..how is this?!"

"Blood is inundated everywhere sir!"

Nehan barged in. He saw Sekar curled up on the floor. His body was full of bruises and small knife incisions.

"Lala," Nehan touched the wounded body.

Sekar's eyes opened, "hihihi...you picked me up?"

Open your eyes and laugh a little. He stretched out his hand, "introduce, I am Sekar Lalita, a student."

"La.." Nehan's heart was crushed to see the scene before him.

"Do I know you?" ask Sekar confused.

Nehan clasped Sekar's hand, "no, I'm just going with the people."

Nehan smiled, it was better for Sekar to forget it, not to remember it. Forgetting and throwing memories with him. Because all these wounds came from him.

"I'm married, do you know my husband?" Laugh again and then cry.

"Basar damned woman," Permadi's sister tried to hit Sekar, but the apparatus there was more alert.

"Sorry, you must not approach the victim." the police prevented Permadi's sister from approaching Sekar.

"Let the officer help, Mr. Nehan. Please sir wait outside."

"But sir, I know that wounded woman."

"Please wait outside sir. Let our members help."

Nehan came out with a broken heart. Now the regret is bigger. He felt like he was ruining everyone's life. His eyes could not be separated from Sekar who continued to cry and laugh in a terrible condition. I have to how now Rum...

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