Not the Wife You Want
Chapter 2, scratch wound.

At night, Ayla was watching television in the family room. He occasionally glanced at the wall clock. Looking forward to the man who always frightened her. But the fear he never showed the man.

Alex's car was heard entering the yard. Soon Ayla may show her sweetest smile even though it will look bitter in Alex's eyes. But the smile was shed for a moment when he saw Alex coming in with two women in sexy clothes.

“Come, login.” Invite Alex to be graciously accompanied by a woman who is laughing small behind Alex.

“Lex..” Sluggishly. But Alex is reluctant to say hello or look at Ayla who is still standing on the spot.

Alex takes the two women into the living room next to the room in which he lives, Ayla. Then he closed the door and locked it from inside the room. There was a clear sound of moans and hot moans from inside the room. Again Ayla looked at the room that Alex entered with great pleasure.

Her tears shed, the pain in her heart to make her chest tight. Seeing her husband brought two women into the room and made sure he was perverted. He ran towards the backyard, he was crying. If he went into the room or inside the house, then it is certain that he will be increasingly injured to hear strange sounds from the room.

“Your staff, Lex. Tega you,” shouted without a sound because of the stuffing that really made his chest cavity more tight.

“You can hurt me, hurt my heart with your harsh words or your haughty attitude. But please don't hurt me with something like this! Hiks...” He was sitting in the backyard. Crying and staring at the night sky.

“This is the test you gave me, Lord? I don't deserve to feel happy in the least. No, no!” He shook his head, looked at his stomach and rubbed it gently. “This child, will you also have the heart to give this child the same destiny as myself, a destiny that will never get the affection of parents. Maybe he'll get affection from a mother, but not a father. You took it for granted, without knowing how I felt. Dear God, what hate is this You to me that is this contemptible!” She cried and screamed without a sound.

“No, I cannot be weak. If I look weak, it's possible that Alex will do something that makes me hurt even more!” He quickly wiped his tears. He caught his breath and stepped into his room. There were still clear sounds of moaning after moaning from inside the room. But as hard as he tried to care for his listeners even though still heard.

He broke down his body, put earphones in his ears. He listened to the children's songs while gently rubbing his stomach.

In the room where Alex was carrying the two call girls. The man was smoking a cigarette accompanied by a bottle of water. And the two women were sitting on the bed staring strangely at the man who was carrying them. Two hours they were in that room at Alex's request. Do what Alex tells you to do.

“Good. This is the pay for you!” Alex said coldly without looking at the two women. The two women looked at each other. Then snatch the money Alex threw in front of them.

“I'll make sure you suffer, Ayla. Don't expect me to give you happiness, even if you're pregnant with my siblings!” He muttered and immediately drank the bottle.

Feeling uncomfortable, he immediately exited the room and returned to his own room. Clean himself as clean as possible. Then he broke his body and chose to sleep. Forgetting for a moment the burden of his thoughts and hatred on the woman who was already his wife.

The next day, Ayla does her morning routine of being a wife. Although she will be rejected by Alex, she will do her duty as a wife. Even if it was just cooking food for him.

“Breakfast first, Lex!” Tawar Ayla as Alex descends the stairs.

“Hey ja.la.ng, how many times have I said. I will not and will not eat your cooking. So stop doing things I don't like!” His impact. “Clean that room, make that room smell fragrant-maybe!” His order by pointing to his hot room smalam.then he walked out and drove his car to immediately leave his house which was not since when to make himself uncomfortable in his own home. Maybe since Ayla's been living with him.

If not for her Mama, she wouldn't want to marry that woman what's left one roof with the woman she hates most in the world. The woman who had been a child caught the attention of her master. The woman who is always numbered brings her parents together, until she is set aside. What else is her only brother also contributed to make her left out and pay more attention to Ayla than her biological sister. No wonder Alex hates Ayla so much.

Ayla stared at the food. Not wanting the food to be wasted, he devoured it to the end. He who had not liked the eggs of the cow's eyes, somehow the egg was eaten up with fried rice. After breakfast, he continued to clean the house. And he was standing in front of the room that made himself cry last night. Slowly he opened the door. Look at the whole room. His eyes were immediately fixed on the bed that looked messy, even the pillows and blankets were already scattered on the floor. Smells of cigarette smoke, and alcohol in the room.

“You must be so happy, Lex!” His murmur recalled the sexy and seductive voices that were heard last night.

Ayla foolishly did as Alex commanded. Clean the room, pick up bed linen and blankets, take them to the laundry room. Then he went back to the room, picking up a cigarette that was scattered on the table and a bottle of used drink. He threw it in its place. Ayla also put on a new bed sheet, not forgetting to spray the perfume of the room with the fragrance that Alex requested.

“Stupid you, Ay. Yes, I am a fool, what else can get pregnant out of wedlock!” In her room she cursed her truly stupid self. A fool cannot keep his honor. Foolish because he can be cheated until she is pregnant. There's no harm in Alex calling her a cheap lady, ja.la.ng. It is true that she was cheap until she was pregnant before marriage.

If she was asked, she regretted her pregnancy. Of course not. He was grateful that there would be a little angel accompanying him and would strengthen him. The fetus is its own flesh and blood. What he regretted was that he could not keep his honor that the jerk-man who forcibly robbed him of his chastity. Yeah, correct. The man who impregnated him was not Jonathan, the man was a mysterious man who had no conscience. Isn't it worth mentioning him cheaply by Alex.