REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS
Chapters 189.

"Then, what does all that have to do with what's going on right now, Pa?" ask Axel again, trying to connect everything that has been explained by the father with all the events that exist.

  Andrew looked down, while remembering everything he had experienced first because of the cruelty of his cousin's ambition. Wherever he must be willing to become a victim who almost took his life at that time.

"Pa, Papa is crying?"

 The clap of the axel hand on his shoulder made Andrew jerk, for a moment he dissolved in his old memories that made him even still traumatized until now.

"Ah, no sorry . Papa got carried away, "let Andrew wipe away the trace of tears on his cheek that had already fallen.

"I'm sorry to make Papa uncomfortable, but what happens now also needs Papa's testimony to be able to get the answer is not it?" axel said slowly, understandingly.

 Andrew nodded.

"We're out first, this place isn't too comfortable to tell a story."

 Axel, according to him, then guided Andrew who arrived to be a limp to get out of there.

"Nail that door, Ax. Just be careful so that no one can go in and out of there," said Andrew after they got out and Axel had sat him on the sofa in the living room.

 Axel again obeyed the father's orders, returned to the corner of the garage and nailed the door made of wood with three nails at once. After that he returned to the place where Andrew was sitting waiting, there the mother, Sonia, was helping him drink.

"Pa, Ma."

 Axel sat down next to Andrew, waiting for him to finish with his drink. It can be guessed that now Andrew feels shaken because of the old memories that were forced to appear because of the incident that happened to his granddaughter earlier.

"What's going on, Ax? Why is your father so weak? He's not usually like this." Sonia asked in an anxious tone.

 Axel took a deep breath, taking a quick glance at the father who now looked ashen as if he had run out of blood.

"Papa .. would like to tell you what papa knows about the late Papa Bryan, Ma."

"What?" sonia's eyes immediately glared even unconsciously she raised her voice in front of Axel, something she had never even done after they regrouped as a family.

 Axel bowed deeply, not daring to look back at the face of the mama who looked windy.

"Ma, why are you yelling at our son?" Tegus Andrew with a dislike tone.

. Sonia was stunned for a moment after realizing she apologized to Axel even though it was not her fault.

"It's okay, Ma. Axel is wrong because it has forced Papa to tell a story, ax does not know that it will be like this. As much as the story shook Papa's soul," Axel said slowly.

 "No, Son." Andrewm touched Axel's shoulder. "But .. because this might also make you shaken later, because now it's starting to happen to your children."

"Pa, do you have to tell Axel?" sela Sonia was quick, the look on her face seemed to imply worry.

Andrew held his wife's hand gently and nodded. "It's okay, so he can anticipate if the same thing happened that I used to experience."

Sonia seemed to think for a moment before finally nodding resignedly.

 Axel stared at his two parents in silence, it can be guessed that what Andrew will tell you is a big thing that might make not only Andrew but also him who will be shaken later.

"So, here's the story, son. Listen and look good, maybe the answers to all your questions are in this old story."

*Flashbackwas.

 A thick night welcomed, young Andrew who at that time had just returned from his friend's house to do pr together walked casually to his house which was only about five houses from his friend's house.

Math assignments that he found difficult for first-graders in elementary school seem to be easy to do at the home of his friend whose brother is a tutor.

 Arriving at home, Andrew went straight into the room. Washing her feet and hands and getting ready for bed, but a strange noise behind the wall of her wardrobe kept her awake.

"Whatis that? No noise usually?" murmured little Andrew as he went down from his bed and stepped slowly towards the place where his wardrobe was.

Kretekkk

Kretekkk

The sound like a wall that was gouged back sounded, Andrew stepped closer but he could not deny if in fact he was afraid at this time.

"Who's there?" andrew said courageously.

There was no answer, only the strange sound of the voice that continued to sound stronger and louder. Even now there was a sound like a door that opened slowly.

 Andrew's footsteps receded, wanting him to run quickly to the door and call his two parents who had fallen asleep in his room not so far from his room.

 But Andrew had not been able to carry out his intention, someone had poked from behind his wardrobe, even the closet was now shifted forward as the entry of the mysterious figure.

 The room was dim because the condition of the room whose lights had been turned off made Andrew could not see who the people who entered his room. His throat even felt choked just to scream calling his parents, until unconsciously arrived his small body had floated in the air towards a place he himself did not know where.

"Let'soooooo!" young Andrew screamed when he had just opened his eyes and found a room full of sharp objects and rusty chain chains before him. His hands and feet were bound, he could not move but scream because only his mouth was still free.

"Be quiet" exclaimed someone who apparently stood behind Andrew.

 With great difficulty Andrew turned around, and how surprised he was to see who was there. Standing upright with his hands holding a sharp, shiny cleaver without the slightest fear. Even though he was only a few years above Andrew, he was a young Bryan, who at that time happened to be even 12 years old.

"K-sister Bryan?" said Andrew who arrived suddenly felt nervous, and, how not all this time he was not even close to his cousin who was notoriously cold and rarely get along among the family but was very reluctant because of his very father-like nature, flat and cold yet authoritative.

"Finally after all this time I got you too yes, my pretentious cousin," Bryan chuckled as he walked closer still with a go lok in his hand, swinging crazily followed the footsteps of his feet and hands that were getting closer to him.

 Andrew trembled, his eyes constantly following Bryan's steps that kept approaching him. Although still a child but Andrew knows, the danger is in love with him.

"What do you want?" hissing frightened.

 Bryan stopped right in front of Andrew, grinning cynically and leaning right in front of Andrew as he held the shiny go-kok down his neck.

"You ask me what I want? Are you scared of my cousin's sister?" the grin was wide, making Andrew even more frightened until tears without orders had fallen soaked his reddish-white face.

"To-please don't hurt me, brother," great-grandson Andrew begged.

 He continued to retreat as the go lok in Bryan's hand continued to draw closer to his neck.

"Ahahhaa, just calm down my sister. I'm not going to do anything that goes beyond the limit, at most just .. sell your organs I think," joked the young Bryan who felt that what he said was commonplace, he said, it was a terrible conversation even for adults.

"Huhuhuhu ... Papa, Mama help me," Isak Andrew began to cry, imagining his body in pieces and in the contents made him tremble even more in fear, moreover, remembering he is the only child to two parents, they will definitely feel very lost. Thinking about it made the fear in Andrew's heart even more so.

"Huahahha," as Bryan laughed at Andrew, he got up to go lok who had been hovering in front of Andrew's neck to lift away making Andrew can breathe a little relieved even though he could not be fully relieved.

"Crying, I love to hear the sound of crying! After this I will hear the screams from your thin lips that always make people praise you, hahahah. It would have been nice to hear it, "said Bryan again while touching Andrew's lips with his hands that somehow smelled so rancid that it felt like Andrew wanted to vomit.

 Andrew felt his throat choked, when the cold surface of the go lok was re-attached to the surface of his neck. With a horrified look he looked at the perpetrator, Bryan who was looking at him full of murderous lust .

"No, not yet. I'll give you a chance to live a little longer, but listen this is good. I'll return you to your room, act like nothing. But ... Later when your parents let your guard down, go into their room and get a red map from the closet. No matter how you take it you have to get it and hand it to me. Otherwise, this neck of yours will suffer the consequences you know?"

 bryan said right in front of Andrew's face that was pale because of fear.

"My jaw! Did you hear that? You don't want this machete to hurt your smooth skin like this woman? " Scoo Bryan was upset.

 Andrew flinched, then forced by fear he chose to nod according to Bryan's words first.

"If anyone else finds out about this, I'll hunt you down and sell you abroad."

Bryan grinned after threatening.