REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS
Chaptre 154.

"Obviously last year, exactly when you were five years old. Your father was at ma'am*nuh by an irresponsible person, then threw his mistake at your uncle who came to visit to bring a lot of toys for you. Maybe you don't remember, but Ed was the uncle you always missed when you were a kid. Back to the story earlier, that morning when I was busy making breakfast in the kitchen you were playing with your father in the living room, not long before the sound of a surprised mother's commotion immediately peeked out from behind the pillar and at the same time remembered a man swinging his sword towards you, and your father swiftly hugged you in his arms letting his back and neck be subjected to the sword ...."

 Ms. Hannah paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to strengthen herself as the pain tormented her inner self for opening old wounds she never told anyone.

"At that moment ..Ed boldly walked into the house, bellowed furiously at the man and brandished the piece of wood he had from our courtyard before the man. But the man slickly dropped his sword and raised Sseolah's hand in surrender, but apparently when Ed took the sword to threaten the man the police came in who called."

 Ms. Hannah was stunned, a painful memory that really shook her soul made her unable to continue the story.

 Rahman who could not bear to see his mother's tears rose and hugged him.

"Calm, Mum. Sorry if Rahman forced me to tell you all this, it must have been very torturing for me. That memory must make you uncomfortable, right?" whispered Rahman in his arms.

 Ms. Hannah nodded bitterly, some time Rahman let her mother cry as she pleased to release the burden that had been on her own responsibility. After being relieved, then Ms. Hannah decided to continue the story to Rahman.

"No, ma'am, if it's just gonna make mom come back crying, it's better not to tell." Rahman tried to understand his mother's grief.

 But Miss Hannah shook her head. "You deserve to know, son. And after this you can determine what steps you will take for your future."

"Alright, but you can stop at any time if you start to feel uncomfortable. Rahman will try to find another answer from Uncle Ed."

Edwin who felt his name was called just a glance, then turned his face back on the screen of his phone in front of him.

"Sorry, I'm busy" he said flatly.

 Ms. Hannah laughed at this, but the displeased Rahman immediately cut her throat and threw her face away.

"Basan stingy," murmured Rahman annoyed.

"Alright, I'll continue." Ms. Hannah mediates the two and starts an old story that is still clearly imprinted in her memory.

 Rahman refocused himself on his mother, ignoring her uncle there who acted as if no one was nearby, casually lying down with one leg raised on the other.

"After the police came, they saw Ed holding the sword and he playfully pretended as if Ed had done it all and he was the witness. At that time you were crying loudly while shaking your father's body, when I wanted to go to the scene and tell him I was actually behind my mother was waiting for someone else who threatened me with a knife, a knife, until your uncle was brought by the mother police in a roommate in the warehouse and they also turned out to take you along, also .. your father's body that has become a corpse," mrs Hannah continued, she stopped again to catch her breath.

 Rahman swiftly picked up the cold tea on the nightstand and gave it to Ms. Hannah, with nausea in mind because the shadow of blood in her mind was still very clear.

"Then, what happened after that, Mom? Who freed mom from that barn?"

 Ms. Hannah took a deep breath once again and continued her story.

"Mom don't know, a while after all that. The warehouse door that was originally locked could suddenly be opened from the inside, the mother immediately called all our families to tell what had just happened. All moved quickly to find you and also the body of your father who was buried by the hospital, they claimed that the family had put everything in the hospital to take care of your father's funeral. While your uncle, Ed has been directly brought by the police because he is considered the sole perpetrator of the murder. Though ... whereas at that time his wife, Amelie, had just given birth, and .. and their child was kidnapped by the gang who killed your father."

"Since the incident, your mother and you were brought by Ed's men to Amelie's house. Amelie, who was devastated by the incident, became depressed and began talking to herself. But apparently there is still someone who targets our lives at that time, fortunately even though he is in prison Ed can still watch us through his men. And his men also brought us to this house, a place that Ed considered safer than Amelie's house that was too small and open."

 Ms. Hannah ended her story by looking at Rahman's face.

"Thank God, until this moment you grow up to be a good and kind child as your late father had hoped. He must be happy right now because you keep sending prayers. And do you know what, my son?" ask Bu Hannah while rubbing her son's face.

"What, Mom?" Rahman touched her mother's wrinkled hands gently, feeling every abundant affection from them for her.

"Your face, it really reflects your father's face. That way, mother's longing for him can be a little treatable." Ms. Hannah reviewed the smile with her eyes looking glassy.

"Why didn't you tell me this a long time ago, why did you keep it to yourself and let me hate Uncle Ed, Mom?"

Hannah replied with a sling. "Can't do it, son. At that time you were too small to know, and the conditions were not possible for us, there could have been people who heard and handed you over to the criminal, because they knew the truth. Your life is not safe, son."

 Rahman nodded in understanding. "then, who is the real villain, Mom?"

 Ms. Hannah threw a look at Ed, Ed got up from his lying position and walked over to Rahman's bed.

"Did you see the man who kidnapped you last night?" tanyakanya.

 But Rahman shook his head, because he did not have time to see his face except the shadow of his back and heart-shaped tattoo on his back neck.

 Ed swiped at his phone for a while and then showed the screen to Rahman.

"He's the one, do you remember?"