Revenge of the Beautiful "The Return of a Bad Wife"
Undesired
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...For your information, this story was made because of the direction of the editor, the theme must indeed be revenge, so if anyone feels too made-up, please understand, this story is only a fictitious story....
...Although I myself have only chosen this genre for the first time and not too mastered, I dare to participate, test the ability only....
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On top of the passenger seat. The woman next to her face on the bandage and sitting leaning back looking at the window was named Shara.
Five years ago. The scholarship brings Shara to one of Jakarta's universities, right at the age of 23 years Shara worked at a company led by Zif Prabaswara until there was love of location between the CEO and his employees.
Shara's age has stepped on to 25 years, while in Jakarta she only lives a kara, Shara's parents have returned to Rahmatullah.
Again, in Shara's hometown only had uncles and aunts.
Since connecting with Zif, of course, his finances have been helped by Zif. Facial treatment costs and so on, Zif who fulfilled it.
Zif Prabaswara is a 33-year-old male, the second descendant of Hardika Prabaswara, who owns farms, plantations and limited liability companies that produce food.
One year ago Zif proposed to Shara, they got engaged secretly and only ten days ago they had a marriage without the support of their father.
The different caste reasons made Zif's father unwilling to approve of their relationship, Shara is just a girl who was born from an ordinary family so Zif was forced to hold a wedding at an elite hotel in the Bali area and the fateful incident occurred.
On the first night of their marriage, Shara had to feel intense pain next to her face.
In the moments of marriage.
A person with a black mask has splashed a liquid that instantly melts his smooth skin.
Despite having to cover her face with a veil, Shara continues the marriage.
No one knew about the pain, it happened so fast, it was so fast that the groom didn't even know it.
No one ever knew how Shara's broken face was on the betel nut including her own husband.
It was the most important day for her, her maiden marriage with Zif whom she loved so much had to go as planned despite having to willingly endure the pain on her face.
"The burn is very serious, fortunately not hit the eyes, you need to be patient to be able to get back the beautiful face of your wife, it may be long. But rest assured it can." The doctor's encouragement only frustrates Zif.
Zif is angry at Shara who is considered unable to maintain her beauty, Zif always advised to take good care of Shara's body only for her.
Now what? Everything's wiped! There is no way his smooth face can return as usual, next to Shara's lips have been burned. No more sexy lips that he always adored from Shara all this time.
Shara's naturally shrill firm eyebrows also disappeared from burning hard water, Shara in Zif's eyes is now a ugly woman.
At first glance Shara recalled her conversation with her husband nine days ago "What is Zif? I can heal, right?" Tanya Shara clasped Zif's hand expectantly at that time.
Zif shook his head "How come baby, you're still going like this, I've lost your beauty." Lirih.
Zif was disappointed, his heart was really very comfortable with the woman, but if in a bad face like this, whether later he was not laughed at by all his friends and family.
For days Shara waited for Zif to visit him, in fact until now there was no news from Zif.
Where the man went, Shara kept calling Zif's number via the facility's cable phone from her VVIP room.
At the call drop-off, it was always that way, the female operator's answer she kept hearing from the other end of her phone.
Nine days ago, Zif said goodbye to meet his friend's invitation. One of the resort owners calls Zif and Shara for a free honeymoon at her place.
Unfortunately, Zif actually brought other women to the place, because Zif is not possible to introduce Shara under these circumstances, Zif tried to cover up the incident that befell his wife from anyone, especially social media.
"Look at Shara, the man who used to beg for your love, he left you in this state."
Shara did not dare to call her family, surely her aunt was shocked and potentially had a heart attack to find her nephew in this situation.
Shara had no choice, her frustration was wild everywhere "I just followed Zif at his friend's resort." Mumbled determined.
Shara tries to escape from the hospital, then with her potluck money Shara hires a taxi to the resort owned by her husband's friend.
"This is the place Miss!" The driver's voice ripped out his daydream.
"Oh, yes. Thank you, sir!" Shara puts money on the driver and gets out of the taxi.
Shara stared in awe at the aesthetic building before her, the resort that turned its back to the beach looked very exotic.
His legs were giddy but continued to slowly step towards the elite building.
Along the way, everyone looked at the strange-looking clothes that were attached to Shara's entire body.
Hospital-style flip-flops, a white veil made from stiff that only he uses to cover his bad face, blue pajama dress stellies that make more of an impression like a mental hospital patient.
Shara was greeted by the receptionist's cynical gaze, but Shara finally ventured to ask.
"Excuse me Brother, I would like to ask, is Zif Prabaswara still here?" His word.
"He's my husband, so there's no privacy for us, he and I are one family, now tell me, is Zif still at this resort? This is very important!" Shara.
Looking down on Shara, the woman actually called the security guard to throw her out "Sir, take this mother out."
Shara gasped "Loh, why?" Plain asking.
The security guard approached and pulled Shara's arm to be dragged from the elite place "Follow me, you freak!" The sarcasm.
Shara thrashed "Why did you throw me out? I'm Zif's wife, let me see her! Don't you touch me!" Hysterical shouting.
Right in the building's lobby, the tall big man pushed Shara's body to its knees out of the transparent glass door.
The night wind blew against Shara's white veil until some of her burns were exposed.
Shara's eyes rounded perfectly when she saw Zif laughing crisply together with his colleagues, it seemed like they had just gotten out of the car.
There is a woman named Indar who embraces next to Zif's arm with a giggle that makes Shara even more angry.
How can Zif let Shara stay alone in the hospital, while he is busy showing off Indar as a wife.
"Ziff!" Call her.
Everyone looked at him, including Indar and Zif who were shocked to see Shara in the neighborhood.
Shara got up from her seat, walked up to Zif who was staring like she did not know what to do.
"Zif, are you here? I'm waiting for you at Zif's hospital, I'm in Bali only know you, if it's busy and can't swipe at least pick up my phone Zif!" Shara said, inundated with small water behind the eyes.
"Who is Zif? Why do you know a monster woman like her?" One man laughed at Zif by holding his stomach. It might be funny to him but it's very painful for Zif and Shara especially.
Indar smirked "He's a wife, ..." This cruel woman deliberately wants to dismantle the true ugly woman but Zif prevents.
"I don't know him!" Refutal Zif.
Shara was aghast "Zif, ..." The world seemed to be silent, Shara dripping a clear circle that had been peering at the corner of her netra.
Netra Zif was glazed, actually this man did not have the heart to say that, but his reputation and good name, he was eager to take care of.
Blasphemy that may be thrown at him, making Zif choose not to know his wife. He and Shara are strangers and Indar is his wife.
"Oh, just some crazy stray girl? I forgot that Zif is one of the most famous businessmen in the world!" Follow one more friend while laughing.
"Yes dong, who doesn't know Zif? Handsome entrepreneurs are booming on social media. There are certainly those who claim to know him, so that even the ghosts of the sea coast know him!" Sarkas is another woman.
Everyone laughed at Shara and Zif just kept quiet, said his affection and even his statement of love for the past two years as if never spoken from his lips.
"You heard no, Zif doesn't know you, move aside you disabled woman, ruin the scene!" Indar dares to snarl rudely Shara even Zif let her just like that.
Shara was unmoved, scorn from the spicy to the most spicy was on her but the woman still paid no heed.
Zif and everyone else had entered the resort again leaving Shara in the thick air that was suffocating her body full of irony.
Even the wounds on his broken face he did not feel, the pain seemed to gather in his heart.
Shara was still excited to look at Zif who occasionally turned to him like he could not bear, clear circles continued to drip soaked his cheeks.
"I'm nobody you're Zif, so it'd be better if you'd never see me again Zif." Pilu.
Shara steps her feet slowly towards any direction that must be away from the place where Zif is still gathering with colleagues.
The night breeze from the beach accompanies the irony. The tiny footstamps are painted on the fine groove of beachside sand. I don't know where the loss of footwear, at a time like this even flip flops do not want to accompany him.
Shara lost hope, what else am I living for? How thought. Satan gathers to whisper something in his ear, Shara vanishes you, you are no longer useful to anyone, what else your in-laws, go Shara, drown yourself!
He ran through the water to the middle of the sea but had not drowned, the waves brought Shara's body back to the beach.
Shara again ran to the middle of the sea, again the waves brought her body to the beach. Shara is tired of surviving death.
The bandage on his face had washed away with the waves. His blue pajamas had also been soaked. Shara walked back and forth until her eyes caught a large device anchored in a small dock dedicated to a private ship.
It seemed like the private ship was about to leave the dock, a glimpse of a brilliant idea flashed through his mind.
"Did I just go on board? Then trying to drown my body in the middle of the sea there, surely the waves will not be able to save my life, right?" Mumbled.
Shara rode and passed the pier to enter the private ship that was owned by no one.
His steps continued towards the deck of the right side of the ship, the pounding of the waves having welcomed his arrival as if waving a hand to help him vanish from the face of the earth.
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