Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 15
Because he was busy listening to music while doing his schoolwork, Maria did not hear that since her father called her.
Until the sound of the door being opened violently made Maria aghast, her drunken father staggered.
"Where's my drink you're talking about, huh?" asked her father while clutching Maria's shoulder violently, making Maria grimace in pain.
"I'm not hiding it, but I'm throwing it away" said Maria as she pushed her father away.
"Bad"
Plakkk
Maria's tears instantly burst out once again getting a slap from her father, she held his hot cheek.
"When does Daddy want to be like this? Daddy's like a monster, you know what?" mary shouted and once again he got a blow that made Mary scream in pain, even so loud that the slap made her fall. His father, Robert Genelia. Immediately pulling Maria's hair made Maria grimace.
" Daddy, take it off" asked Mary with tears that broke, she tried to remove her father's hand from her hair that felt soon to be pulled from her head, really sick.
"How dare you call your own father a monster. You're the monster for killing my wife" Robert sizzled and pushed Maria hard until she fell and hit her forehead at the end of her desk. Maria groaned in pain, until she felt a wavy liquid running down her forehead.
"Agh.." he groaned as he tried to stand up while holding a wound on his forehead that was bleeding "It was an accident, Dad. It was not my fault" cried Maria in front of her father's face.
"Of course it's your fault, why don't you just die, huh? The child is useless" her father yelled back and Maria's tears grew louder, always that's what her father said since her mother's death. Maria ran out because she could no longer be with the man she thought was a monster.
Maria stops a taxi and asks the driver to drive her to a club where she usually hangs out with Alex and Hira. But right now he wants to be alone.
Arriving at the club, of course Maria was in the spotlight, how not? He only wore thin shirts and hot pants that showed all the curves and smooth white skin. While he tied his head with a cloth to cover the wound on his forehead.
Some men teased her, but Maria reluctantly responded, she immediately went to the bar table, ordered alcohol and upheld it, hoping the alcohol could release her grief and burden.
He felt his life was really heavy, he was quite tired with work, college and taking care of his house which was quite large alone. The house is the one they have today, the mother's inheritance from both parents.
"Add more" Mary's pinta on the tendered. He drank another glass of alcohol, and then he asked for more, again, and again.
Until he felt unable to anymore and already felt drifting.
"Again.." Mary's stewed, tendered lover now gave her a bottle of wine and Mary immediately took a sip.
"Miss, it's night. We'll be closing soon" the tendered told Maria, who is still alcohol-powered.
Maria also took out some money to pay for her drink, ah thank God Faraz paid her until now she has money.
After that, with a stagger Mary walked out. Until he suddenly felt his stomach churned, Maria spewed her stomach contents on the waist of the road to make his head feel dizzy.
After spewing out his entrails, he took the phone out of his pants pocket and instead contacted Faraz.
"Hi, Mister.." said Mary with her hoarse voice, even her eyes have now become literate, between conscious and not.
"Marya?" faraz's voice came from there.
"Yes, I'm Maria. Maria the sad girl. Do you know what? Mary was a holy woman in my mother's religion, she was lucky and adored. Then why don't I? Why am I living in this hell?" his oceh was at length while laughing unconsciously.
"You drunk?" there was Faraz's voice from across the street.
"Well, I hate drunk people. Hehe hehe" answered him and once again he spewed out his entrails.
"Mary, where are you?" faraz shouted from across the phone. After vomiting, Maria put her cell phone back in her ear.
"In hell" she replied, laughing "Hello... Hola... Sarpharaz? Hey, Master sage? Boss?"
Maria frowned because Sarfaraz arrived noiseless, and after looking at her cellphone screen, it turned out that her phone connection had been cut off, making Maria pursed her lips irritated.
He also put himself in the waist chair on the road.
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Faraz immediately drives his car and tracks down Maria's cell phone GPS, following her until she reaches a closed club.
No wonder, it's past 12. When Maria called her, Faraz had just wanted to sleep, but Maria's voice that looked like a drunken man made her worry.
Faraz walked down the street around the club, and he found Maria lying on a chair.
Faraz approached him and called his name to wake up.
"Mary..."
"Maria, let's get up" said Faraz but Maria did not budge in the least. Faraz grimaced to see how Mary looked and he never thought how could Mary not be confused with what had almost happened to her. Faraz looked around him who looked very quiet.
Fiercely forced, Faraz carried Maria and carried her into his car. Faraz put Mary to sleep in the back seat, he took her jacket and covered Maria's body. But he was a little surprised why Mary's head was tied and her forehead looked bloody.
Then Faraz drove his car and was about to drive Maria home.
"Boss.." call Mary to arrive with her hoarse voice.
"What's? Why drunk? Pack clothes less material again" said Faraz upset.
"Boss, can you ask your God to send Daddy to hell. Hehe hehe" said Maria still with her eyes closed. Faraz frowned at his hearing that, he glanced at Maria at a glance from the glass of his car.
"What do you mean?" tanyq Faraz then focused on steering.
"He's a monster, I've been tired of being beaten up by him for 10 years, hyks hyks..." Faraz immediately stepped on the brakes and he turned to Mary who was now crying but still with his eyes closed.
"Maria, did you beat up your father?" ask Faraz slowly.
"Hiks.hiks.. Yes, he's a monster. Since childhood.hikss.i was hit.." Maria really sobbed even her body shook. Confused Faraz as to calm Maria.
"He's monster... Hix.. Hix.. Mom" sheen.
"Shhhhh... Maria, calm down. Don't cry" exclaimed Faraz still looking at her. And at once Mary stopped her crying and she seemed to fall back asleep.
Faraz turned around and intended to bring Mary into his home, because he no longer knew where to take Mary.
After arriving at his deserted home, he immediately called his sister.
While Maryam was unable to sleep because she thought about Amar and how her family would react, Maryam immediately answered her sister's phone confusedly.
"Sister?" call her after answering her phone.
"uh? You mean, Brother Faz? Brother where?" maryam was getting confused.
"Later brother blahin, now open the back door, slowly yes, do not let Ummi same Abi wake up"
"But... Hola.. Huh hello? Sis?"
Maryam was more confused but she soon slipped out of the room, walked towards the back door and was surprised to see her brother embracing a girl in skimpy clothes and unconscious.
"Astaghfirullah, Brother" he chuckled.
"Shttt!" Faraz immediately beckoned to silence "Help here" at Faraz's request, doubtfully Maryam embraced the girl and she shook her hands in front of her face as she smelled the stinging smell of alcohol.
"He's drunk" he muttered.
"Take him to your room, yes" Pinta Faraz.
"What's? Unwilling. Taroh in the guest room" replied Maryam.
"Later discovered Abi with Ummi, Dek" said Faraz as his two brought Maria in. And when he arrived at the door, the brothers were very surprised when they saw Ummi was already ruffled waist with his sharp gaze, and also Abi who had crossed her arms and looked angry.
"Who's the girl?" ask their mother sharply.
Mary shook her head because she did not know who Mary was.
"Faraz? You brought it, right?" His Ummi looks restrained in anger and he watches Maria from top to bottom "Who is he? Why did you bring her here?"
"Ummi, she's Maria, she's working with Faraz in the office"
"What?" his mother asked in surprise "Aren't all your employees hijab women? And he's..." Asthma grimaces and stares at Maria. Then he asked Faraz to release Maria and he took Faraz's place to appoint Maria.
"What is this?" asked her mother, because she had never known the smell of alcohol before, she had never seen a drunk person directly.
"He's drunk, Ummi. It stinks of alcohol" Maryam's great-grandson was afraid of fear.
"Faraz?" this time it was her father who asked angrily.
"Bi, the story is long. But Faraz does it like that, I swear" Faraz said, hoping that both people knew he believed.
"Ummi, take the girl to the guest room. And Faraz, you can't meet him! Let Ummi and your sister take care of her" asserted the father and Faraz immediately nodded obediently.
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Asma asked Maryam to lend her a negligee to Maria, because she did not want anyone to dress openly in her house, if there were two men there.
"Do you really know who this girl is?" ask Asma while pulling the blanket and covering half of Maria's body.
Mary stared fixedly at Mary and she felt no stranger to Mary.
"Ummi, like she was a student at Maryam's college, Maryam had seen her"
"Since when did Faraz hire a student?" murmured Asma, because he knew all Faraz employees were adults and experienced.
After changing Mary's clothes, Asma ordered Mary to return to her room and sleep.
While Asma approached her husband who is currently definitely introgating his son.
Faraz told his father everything, from the first time he met Mary, to the next meeting where he always found Mary in trouble.
And Faraz explained to his parents that he hired Maria to help the girl.
"But why should it be a personal assistant, Faraz? What's the other job?" ask her mom she doesn't like it when Faraz has to be around the wrong woman.
"The problem is, no other vacancies, Ummi. And Faraz is just as busy and we're overwhelmed, so Faraz thinks he can help"
Asma let out a listless sigh hearing Faraz's reason.
"Then, why don't you take him to his house? It's midnight, you know. What if her parents are looking for her"
"His mother died, and his father beat her" Bilal and Asma were shocked to hear Faraz's words.
"How do you know?" ask Bilal.
"If drunk people like to babble, Bi. But his chatter is impossible. Along the way he rambled that his father had beaten him for 10 years"
"Astaghfirullah" gumma Asma and Bilal together.
"What are the bruises on her cheeks and the cuts on her forehead that were the result of her father's punches?" ask Asma who seems sympathetic.
"Maybe" Faraz replied doubtfully.
"But how close are you guys? Why are you the one he's calling and not someone else?" Bilal asked.
"Faraz hgga tanu Bi. We're just coworkers, Bi. But it was close because Faraz often talked about religion to him, because he... Ahem, he's an atheist"
"Innalillah" murmured Asthma.
"So you're trying to get him to convert to Islam?" ask his father again.
"Yes, Faraz meant, Faraz was just trying to make him believe that God exists and that religion is needed, he didn't believe in God because there was nothing to show him that way, Bi. What else after losing his mother, plus his father beat him. He thought, if God exists then God should have helped him, but he felt God never helped him"
Bilal could only let out a heavy sigh, and he also appeared to be sympathetic.
"Well, now you go back to your room, and sleep!"bilal orders, and his son nods then rushes to his room.
"Bi.." call Asma to her tired-looking husband "What's wrong? Faraz explained all that"
"I'm just worried, honey. If the girl works as a personal assistant, then it means they're close, and I'm afraid that closeness makes them..."
"Hopefully, the girl is not a Muslim. And may Faraz take care of himself" Asma said softly and wished her husband to be calm, even though he himself was very unsettled, for every weakness of the lekaki was a woman.
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Tbc...