One Night With Stranger
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Once again, a slap landed on Yuva's cheek. This time from Sita. The woman who had just lamented Airin's departure now fostered anger in her eyes.

"You're glad this happened, aren't you?" angrily Sita. "This is what you expected, isn't it?" Sita grabs Yuva's blouse collar until her son attaches to her body.

"Ma ... Yuva can make Mama happy without making this disgusting match. We can get out of here! From a family that only presses Mama without appreciating Mama." Yuva didn't care about her dreadful throbbing cheeks. Yuva knew her mother was just closing her eyes about all the pain they would experience in the future. With or without Yuva's brazen actions, they will still suffer. With or without that marriage, Yuva will remain oppressed until perhaps the entire savage family dies.

"What can you do, Yuva? The maid? Low-level employee? Or be a lackey in the homes of the rich?" Sita puts the facts that make Yuva down instantly. Yuva is just a high school graduate and attended college until the second semester. During this time Yuva worked odd jobs, whatever she could save for her preparation to take her mother away from this house.

Yuva has even worked as a food delivery man, a dishwasher at a restaurant, and she still works at a hotel owned by the Alister family. No one paid attention to Yuva, everyone did not know Yuva was the son of a rich man. Yuva never showed who she was, after all, she was never considered at all in her family.

"That's better than us being stepped on by them, Ma!" Yuva. Armani is right in front of his nose. "They just thought of Mama as a slave. They won't stop using Mama even if me and Lucas are married, Ma!"

Sita was a little surprised to hear Yuva's words. Things he never thought of. Nope-no ... Sita not never thought, but Sita denied and closed her eyes. Sita just always instills in her mind that if she manages to get Lucas, Armani will love her back. Her life was quiet as her husband's company progressed.

"Some, Mama why the hell, to prostrate at the foot of Madam Airin? Mama's gonna be flattered if she succeeds with this mama's effort?" yuvara. As much as possible, Yuva resuscitated her Mama while all was not done.

Armani came to interrupt. The anger that had been in his custody, was now ready to explode hearing Yuva's words which he considered very insolent.

Armani's big hand grabbed Yuva's wrist, dragging Yuva's small body out of the house!

"I think you're tired of living in my house, Yuva!" armani said when he threw Yuva into the yard of the house that began to condense and get wet. Unheard of Yuva's complaint as her skin touched the rough paving of the courtyard.

"If you feel great, go and live in that lowly way! Until I die I will not accept your arrival in this house! The uncleanness of this house is trampled by you!" Armani's violent gaze pierced Yuva who was trying to stand up. Yuva was not at all afraid or daunted. He is very happy. Free from the shackles that had been snapping his legs all this time.

Manda and Nando stared at the scene with smiles of satisfaction adorning their faces. Seringai then followed. They used to be quiet while their father was talking. Usually they will act if Armani is not among them.

Yuva didn't have to say anything. He just extended a hand to Sita. "Come, Ma—"

"Out there, a cruel life with all its tribulations accompanies. If in this house you could eat and sleep well, out there you'd only be covered in cold nights." Armani interjected with a vehemently insinuating tone.

Sita nanar growling. Heart dilemma. This should be easy. She is Yuva's birth mother. He should not have left his miserable son alone. Yuva was right, they should have left this miserable house.

"Nr ...." Cester, who had been with his nanny, ran over to Sita. That look of the eye implied the fear of seeing the commotion happening.

"Ma ...." Yuva tries to convince Sita to be with him, let alone Cester already being with them.

Sita moving. He prepared to welcome Yuva's hand and bid farewell to the Armani family.

"If you leave, this boy will stay here. He was born and lived from the sweat drops of an Armani. At least until she's useful, you can't touch the tip of her hair!"

"Think about it, Sita!"

Sita understood what Armani meant. Whether he left or stayed, everything ended up the same. He will not be able to live quietly. Sita turned her head, looking at Armani as if she was negotiating.

Armani stuffed his hand into the bag of pants, he turned his gaze away from Sita. He was always on Sita. He hated the woman, but he also did not want to lose Sita.

Sita pulled Chester back. He hardened his heart, then pushed Yuva until the child fell back.

"Go it yourself, Yuva! Mama wouldn't come with you. Be miserable out there. You have to live the life you choose alone! Don't ever involve Mama .. no matter what life you live out there!"

Yuva bought in disbelief, her mother was able to say so painfully. "Mrs ...."

"You heard, Yuva! Go now!" Armani drags Sita and Chester's hands together entering the house, allowing Yuva to crawl to stand up and chase after her mother.

"Mrs ...! Mama don't want to fool them, Ma! Mama will suffer more in this house, Ma! Mama ...!"

Free! Sita did not even turn her head at all to hear Yuva's wailing.

"What a pity for the fate of this outcast child!" Manda mocked with the most satisfied smile he had ever had. Although he was annoyed that Sita and Chester were still staying, at least the girl who was considered annoying had already left this house.

Manda pulls Nando's hand to go with her leaving Yuva alone. He knows, even though it's funny, Nando still has a conscience even though only a small remnant. If not for Manda's influence, Nando would have definitely helped Yuva from her torment all along.

Yuva was still stuck with her feelings that were so hurt, until the look of the car lights dazzled her eyes.

Yuva's hands reflexively covered her eyes, although it was still clearly visible a tall slender silhouette coming down with her hands folding the long-sleeved shirt she was wearing. The long legs with heavy material pants that looked glittering were approaching Yuva who was rolled pitifully.

"You look different in a position like this."

Yuva was choked with a voice that seemed to be tossing up her memories on last night's incident.

The man smiled. "It seems, making love while drunk is not as fun as when our brains are equally conscious." His gaze fell and drilled into Yuva's eyes.

"Let's try after this, Miss .. I'm really curious."

After that, Yuva's body was forcefully pulled and carried without a fight so shocked to hear the words of the man in front of her.

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