Seira , Shackles of Love
Seira 5's

Prangs....

Everything on the table fell on the floor.

Somehow Seira received rough treatment from her own husband "Qaid Arkana" a man of Lampung blood, who grew up in the city of Batam because his parents migrated there.

The marriage that had been running for almost a year did not make Seira happy.

How many times have I told you not to prepare food for me. I would never eat the cooking of a demon like you.

Are you deaf ?.

Are you blind ?.

Basic girl bodok .

Is your brain not working?.

Qaid spoke in a cold tone.

For Seira he was used to the treatment of Qaid, he was only silent even though the pain clearly emanated from his bead that always flowed every morning.

Sis, you can hate me, but please... Don't torture yourself by not eating like this, just eat a little...

Seira squeaked softly, her voice like a whisper of the wind.

How dare you set me up !!.

Benang Qaid's.

Then with his long and steady steps leaving Seira, he prefers to eat out.

Before leaving Qaid took out a piece of paper that read a list of the work Seira had to do. He did not want Seira and his son to enjoy his money for free.

With a gontai step, Seira walks towards her son Athar's room.

Seeing his son bowed lethargic in the corner of the room, with his hands tightly hugging his knees.

Seira wept reaching for the Son's body.

Seira continued to cry hugging her Son.

"Mother don't cry if Daddy doesn't be nice to Mother Athar promise if Athar grows up later Athar will always take care of Mother."

While wiping the tears on Seira's cheek.

Sobs Seira did not stop hearing the words of Athar. He was three years old but the circumstances that made him forced to grow up.

Seira then did all the work as Qaid had commanded.

The sun was getting immersed, dusk had come to greet the sign of the day starting to change the night.

Seira then went to clean up after tidying up the back garden, she wanted to look beautiful when her husband came home.

The sound of a car on the front page sign her husband had come home.

Seira at the door welcomed her husband's return.

In a simple house they lived three, but Qaid seemed to ignore the presence of Seira and Athar. Never once was Qaid gentle with Athar. Often he snapped when the poor boy called him Dad.

"I'm not your father, don't ever call me Dad, or I'll rip your mouth out."

But Athar still called him Dad even though he was not in front of him.

Seira's heartache when she saw her son snapped, but she did not dare to argue, given all the slanderous sins she made in order to marry her husband.

Seira was sorry, so sorry to have done that.

She really loved her husband. But the mistake he made made made Qaid to be rude to him.

Qaid walked towards his room without caring for Seira who greeted him, then slammed the door of his room hard, making Seira grimace in fear.

Qaid stood leaning behind the door of his room. He kept thinking about what he should do in front of him. He really did not want Seira to be by his side.

Despite the slight pity in her heart seeing Seira cry. But Qaid ignored, choosing to close his heart.