My Son Is My Strength
The Novel of the Antagonist

Chapter 1 Time for Retaliation

"T-tooloong." A woman in a soft voice looked up her right hand, seeing two humans laughing so happily watching her float through the air.

Nayla Arthama, a woman whose life was so tragic after being betrothed to her lover, Barra Munandra, started from her parents who died in an accident. Then when married she was betrayed by her husband and best friend, Maya Sulastri, they had an affair even before the wedding.

Cold and stiff all over his body, his life now lives in the esophagus with eyes that begin to twitch.

With breathless breath and pain that can no longer be held, the mind becomes acquainted, condemning her innocent, stupid, too good, and easy to trust in anyone.

And only now, in this second, did he regret knowing the figure of Barra. Love's seduction like honey traps him in a cage of love that blinds him. False attention and masked face of Maya who always make true friends, loyal friends forever, back nonsense.

The two people stabbed him simultaneously from behind, really sick and disappointed together. Sorry to know them.

A drop of tears fell down her cheeks, she could still hear the laughter from her husband and best friend clearly. And still be able to see that the two men are making out, matching love by kissing there, on the boat belonging to his family.

Nayla closed her eyes, the sound of the whirling wind that collided with her increasingly squeezing body downwards was so loud.

"Life can be repeated...." Murmured with life almost in the crown, resigned.

Bugh...!

Nayla's stiff and lifeless body gave rise to a thumping sound so strong and loud it sounded. The two humans on board ignored that, instead coolly combining their increasingly hot love.

Nayla's body sank for a while in the water, then a few minutes later floated on the surface of the sea. Seen some predatory fish approached the body stiff with pale skin.

*****

"Huhuhoo...."

Nayla awakens from her sleep. His breath hunted irregularly, plus cold sweat poured down his forehead.

He observed around, spacious room with paint baby blue his favorite color.

Bafflement. Sure do. Even his forehead was now frowning.

"Aren't I.. thrown in the sea?"

And instantly, her gaze fell on the calendar with her favorite cartoon image of Elsa. 2020. It was clear and clear there.

Nayla moves on to that calendar, right, it's 2020. There is a dark blue ink circle as a marker. And it says the date of the wedding is two weeks away.

"W-what happened?" He stared at his ring finger still perched on the engagement ring. "I went back three years ago?" he muttered in disbelief, then gradually retreated, sitting on the edge of his bed.

Unbelievingly. Absolutely impossible. However, real. Nayla Arthama returned to her life three years ago before marrying Barra, the man. And still on good terms with the cunning fox, the tongue fighter, the masked face, Maya Sulastri.

This miracle gave him a second life, repeating his life. The request that he made resignedly, did not expect to come true.

In his old life, when the request was uttered, he was dragged away by Barra and Maya. Raised it to the ship by force, at that time he did not know where to take it.

The feeling was indeed unpleasant, after signing the transfer of inheritance, the property of both his masters at the hands of Maya and Barra.

He had refused as much as he could, but the coercion and torment he received from the two men. Plus his innocent, stupid, weak nature, made him forced to sign all the transfer papers with his trembling hands and knuckles full of bruised wounds, as a result of being stepped on by Maya.

Households knitted for three knew it was not as beautiful as expectations and not as sweet as Barra's words like sweet coffee mixed with cyanide. Not as full of the lure of happiness that Maya throws, like an owl singing in the middle of the night. What a domestic relationship, a friendship, a toxic and frightening one.

Betrayal moreover, the two of them turned out to have been in love even before his marriage in the title. Their forbidden romance is never known by Nayla, they are both really good at hiding relationships.

Suspicion from the closeness of both of them never crossed his mind, because his nature is easy and very trusting in others.

For three years, she was a maid in her own home. Doing all the housework, carrying out all the commands, while seeing the romanticization of those who stifle the chest.

And back to what happened on that ship...

"No, I don't want to come with you. Please let me go...." Nayla whose body was weak did not eat for a few days was dragged by the two by force. "What more do you want from me? I don't have anything else.Hiks." He cried with a heartbreaking sobbing.

Maya smiles grinning, "Who said you don't have anything?" his voice sounded terrible, he had nothing.

And just then, Nayla was stunned. "My life?" his mind was unspoken, making his body even more limp.

"Do you also want my life, the only one I have?" the question was stuck in her throat, unable to speak. No, not unable to say, but more unable to listen to the answers of the two people he once believed strongly. And right now the two of them are nothing but two demons. No compassion, no humanity.

"Yes, you need to calm down like this. And be happy, for you will soon be with your parents." There was laughter from Barra, then Maya.

Nayla shook her head, she still wanted to live. Don't want to end up miserable like this. But baby, it was ignored by both of them.

And when they were already at the bow of the ship with Nayla's body flanked by the two, Nayla with little ability told something important to Barra.

"You know, Maya doesn't love you sincerely." The speech was a little unable to release it from the two people who were now staring at each other. Nayla felt like she had hope.

The incident he accidentally saw when buying kitchen needs, where Maya was making out and wrestled spoiled on the arms of a man who knows who Nayla does not know.

"He had another man, and I saw him making out with that man."

"Abime, baby." Maya quickly chimed in and told Barra who was frowning.

And the two men laughed, as if the important thing that Nayla said was the back nonsense.

"Basic is useless." Barra kicks Nayla, making her get closer to the end of the ship.

"Akh."

"Haha." Very happy Maya heard the agony groan out, while walking closer to Nayla.

"That's right, I'm not lying. He cheated on you."

Barra smiled, a mocking smile. What Nayla said was true, he did not argue, and strongly believed. But alas, Abimayu Bhaskara, Maya's lover is a lonely stiff man who needs attention. The next target for them is draining his treasure.

The devil's smile was imprinted on Barra's lips.

"Yes, and now it's time for you to pick up your death...." Maya pushes Nayla without humanity, the booming laughter of the two accompanying Nayla's body which plummets into the sea. They kiss, celebrating their successful mission.

Test...

Tears were falling down Nayla's cheeks at this moment, the memory of those past events was truly terrifying.

He clutched his bedside blanket with his head bowed, his face changed, his tears no longer dripping and now looks dry.

Betrayal, the pain of the three knows then becomes a grudge that misleads the chest. He clenched his hand.

"Request time!"

*****

Yuk stopped by the brothers...