Nackal Duda
Coercion

Tare

I couldn't take it when Agas' spicy mouth insulted me. I reflexively defended myself and insulted him desperately. Who he is has the right to say me like that.

He's my husband, but all of this is for his mistakes. All this is also why I became like this.

If Agas had taken the time so we could have time together to have children, I wouldn't have cheated. Yes, even though I admit that Damar has always satisfied my needs.

I came out of Agas' house and I emotionally filed for divorce for him. Damar was always by my side. He convinced me that choosing him was the best way.

Damar's battered face certainly made his mother angry and intended to sue Agas. But his lawyer said that what we did would be in vain. We will also lose because Agas can sue back for alleged infidelity.

Mama Damar whose emotions did not accept her son being touched decided that Damar would be a great person. Don't let Agas be better than his son.

He also blesses our relationship, not wanting if our affair even makes the name of his son worse. Me and Damar were married.

My marriage to Damar took place after I had the divorce papers. A festive and luxurious wedding according to the wishes of Mama Damar.

At the beginning of our marriage we still live in the house of Mama Damar. At first I was treated like a favorite daughter-in-law. All the facilities and luxuries I have.

I am happy above the agas suffering. I admit it. Indeed why? Everyone is free to achieve their own happiness!

No one knows how my family mocked me after I divorced Agas?

"It's worth having no children, so cheating!"

"Pity Agas, have a wife who can not give offspring eh cheated anyway!"

"Don't be too matre as a person! Treasure is not brought to death!"

So if I live with a treasure and enjoy everything, don't blame me!

But it turns out that my household trials also began. Damar's mother started demanding that I give her a grandchild. Her mother wanted to show off her granddaughter to her other friends.

I'm starting to get worried. With Agas alone I have not been blessed with children, what about Damar?

I reasoned that for two years living with in-laws so less able to have time alone with Damar. I asked to stay independent.

At first, Damar did not want to stay away from his mother. But I kept forcing him. I reasoned, if I experienced stress because a lot of pressure so it takes to stay alone in order to get pregnant quickly.

Damar was also destroyed. He asked his mother for permission to stay at home. If Damar is persuaded, his mother also easily gave permission. Try if I?

We were looking for a house close to Damar's office and also close to his mother's house. Several times looking for nothing suitable.

Until finally, Damar and I saw an advertisement that there was a house for sale. It was right in front of Agas' house.

Damar initially disagreed. He was lazy to argue with Agas. I persuaded him to want to.

"If we're there, we can prove to Agas that we're living happily. Precisely you can return the wound because it used to be beaten until battered!" I am good at playing with words. My wish was easily accepted by Damar. He agreed.

We also moved to the front of Agas house, my former home that I had occupied for a year.

When the first move, Agas was not home. The car wasn't in the garage either. Whether he's still living there or not I don't know any more about him.

Then the next day when I bought a nice chair for my living room, I finally saw Agas. His intention I wanted to insinuate him and make him feel the heartache I had been feeling all along. But what did I get? Agas even dared to reply to my words.

It doesn't stop there. When Damar went to work, I accidentally borrowed a hammer on Agas. It turns out when I returned he was going to work.

I was amazed by his current appearance. How could he have turned out to be so much more handsome than when we weren't married?

He looks like a metrosexual guy. Fashionable. Fragrant. All very expensive.

The car is good too. Although not as luxurious as Damar's car, but compared to the first it is clearly much better. Has Agas been successful now?

Waw... I think I'm starting to get tempted...

Unfortunately Agas is still Agas who is rarely at home. I was busy working outside and I rarely met him.

But this morning I saw him bare-chested and wearing only a boxer dropping off a student boy.

His brother? I'm not sure!

I've never seen that girl. I kept watching while taking Damar to work.

They look more like sugar daddy and pet. But what is possible?

No! It can't be like that! Agas I know is a good man whose life is straight. There's no way Agas would do such a naughty thing.

We satirize each other and say spicy. I don't know why I'm burning with jealous flames. I don't like Agas with that student. Is it possible that my love for her has not gone away?

I went into the house and came back with my routine. Tidying up the house and cooking for Damar.

I was shocked when Damar suddenly came home. "I want to!"

"What's? Are you not at work?" my many.

Damar didn't answer my question. He pulled me into the room forcefully and made the vase I was holding fall and break.

"You why the hell? Patience dong!" my protest.

I don't know what happened, Damar started to open his pants and fucked me violently. I cried for Damar to stop but he did not listen.

"You should get pregnant! Got to! I want you to get pregnant!" he said when we did the unification.

I endured my pain and could only cry. Damar was so rude today. After finishing his wish, he left me who was crying alone.

Damar didn't give me an answer as to why he did it, but I know for a fact that his mother's insistence made him that violent.

I walked by enduring the pain in my core area. Doing unification without warming up first let alone being done roughly makes me feel like something is torn in my core.

I picked up my clothes and started wearing them. I wipe away the tears that kept dripping without me being able to hold back again. If only my family could still accept my existence with open arms as it used to be, I might have gone home to Papa and Mama.

Unfortunately, I am now a wasted child for betraying my own marriage by cheating. I'm considered a child who tarnishes the names of parents.

"The tar! Tara!"

I heard Agas' voice calling my name. No! I mustn't know that I'm not okay. He will smile with satisfaction and laugh at me for choosing the wrong partner.

I endured my pain and walked out of the room. I saw he was looking at my house that was a mess like a broken ship.

"What's wrong?" I asked by putting on a jutek face.

"Aren't you okay?" He seemed worried about my situation. Makes a bad taste in my chest. Why is he still that good to me after what I did to him?

"It's okay! You just look! I'm fine." I answered him by lying.

"But.this..." He pointed to my mess of home.

"Oh... I'm the same Damar if you want to like playing a bit extreme. I was pretending the kidnapping scene. But it's nothing! You see I have no injuries at all. We are both so romantic. You won't know!"

Gias silence. He looked me up and down and made sure I was okay.

"It's good if it's okay. Next time don't play! I almost reported it to the police. Afraid of KDRT. Many couples now KDRT! If there's nothing I go home! Have fun! Beware of getting the shard, it's hard to turn it later!" Agas left while smiling at him.

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