The Army Sir is my Husband

The Army Sir is my Husband
Chapter 1: It's Time Now


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The days on Naura full of trials want it directly or not, no day without tears through Naura is impossible.


Since childhood to large, his life is full of humiliation from people around him.


The humiliation of those around him is now the daily food of Naura. How not? when he was born, he was already in bad dwarfs, so that the person who gave birth to him went away for eternity the words did not change, even more became.


"Hey son ha*am what are you doing here?" ketus asked a woman staring cynically dislike on Naura.


"I want to eat Ma'am" Naura replied.


"Huh? eaties? not blaming this? where do you have money to eat here, usually also eat at home rice and lombok. Why are you suddenly eating here? or maybe you just sold d**i like your mom did?" accuse the woman of insulting Naura with great zeal.


"Stop!" lantang Naura fed up.


"Never carry my mother's name. My mother wasn't as bad as Mom said. My mother never sold d**i, My mother was a good woman. All this time I've been patient enough to hear the insults and ill-treatment of Mom and all the people here against my family, until my mother is gone."


"You think Mom's life has been so good? so good as to call my family bad?"


"Yes, why? my life's been more than a good word, don't you accept? what I've been saying all along is everyone's reality is also on the know, not the nonsense that fabricates nothing into being."


Naura was silent looking at the woman, her gaze now became sharper as if ready to pounce on the prey.


The woman was not afraid to see the look on Naura's face that was staring sharply and angrily at her.


"Let your eyes down! Isn't there anything good your mother taught you how to respect older people?"


"Haha... This mother is so funny. I ask to be respected, but I myself cannot respect others. My mother always even daily reminds me to respect and cherish the older people. Maybe here is the Mother who was never taught by her Mother Mother," replied Naura stood up straight with a small smile staring at the woman.


"Basic son of ha*am! ka-"the woman's words stopped at Naura's quick cut.


"Children don't have manners, like that's not what you want to say?"


The debate between Naura and the woman lasted long enough that she was attacked by the mothers who were incited by the woman.


Impossible to win against the Mothers, Naura finally decided to leave the place and return home.


"Huft, until when does it continue like this? Naura tired Mother. Naura was forced to violate all of Mother's messages, Naura could not continue to patiently hear them talk about Mother, if Naura who was left in bed is okay. But not for Mother, because Naura does not accept," confided Naura while stroking the picture frame of a beautiful woman.


"Mother, Naura decided to leave this village. Naura will return after success later, Naura will show the citizens here the ha*am children they have stolen can be prized more than those who are born perfect to a whole family."


Naura promised to put the picture frame back in its place, then get up and leave the room into the kitchen.


It was supposed to be filled this morning, but because there was a witch, it was delayed.


Naura stood in the middle of the kitchen confused as to what cooking. In the kitchen there are no cooking ingredients that can be cooked.


"Huft," giving a rough sigh, Naura turned to leave the kitchen.


Naura began to put one by one clothes in the bag. No valuables in possession other than the photos of Mother in possession.


"It's all because Dad, if Dad was with us they wouldn't call our family Mother. Naura promised to avenge all the suffering we've been through because of her," Naura promised determinedly, clenching both hands tightly.


After all the items were packed, Naura held up a bag of clothes, and exited the room.


Looking around the corner of the room, which has been occupied for a long time since childhood until now her tears fell down heavily leaving the house full of memories with the greatest woman in her life.


Her footsteps never moved from where she is now.


"Heavy Naura left this place, many memories we shared here. But what can Naura do now? Naura has no choice but to leave, Naura hopes this decision is the best decision for Naura to live in" Naura said, looking around the corner of the room that has become the safest place in her life.


Before leaving, Naura approached someone.


"Assalamualaikum mbok" hail Naura.


"Walaikumsalam, ee Nak Naura let's come in," replied the beak woman enthusiastically welcome in.


"Thank you Mbok, Naura's arrival here wants to ask something" said Naura.


"What does Nak Naura want to ask?"


"Dad Naura, does Mbok have any leads on Naura's father? please help Naura, Naura wants to see Father, "please ask Naura by clenching both hands.


"What would Naura want to know? hasn't it been since Nak Naura didn't care? why do you suddenly want to know?" ask the baby-beak woman curious.


"Mbok right Naura used to not care, but all that because Naura loves Mother, Naura does not want to make Mother sad if Naura find out about Dad."


"So sek-"


"Yes, it can be said like that Mbok, Naura wants to go find Dad and avenge all the suffering given by Dad to Naura and Mommy" said Naura quickly cut off the words Mbok.


"Don't do it, son, Mother, you won't be happy" advised Mbok anxious if Naura did as he said, because the person who will be faced is not just anyone young in defeated.


"Naura knows, but Mbok is calm Naura will not do reckless things that will harm herself, believe me," his hand holding Mbok gave confidence all will be fine.


"Alright, Mbok can't force you anymore. Wait here Mbok will take something," Mbok rose away.


Naura fell silent, sitting looking at Mbok's departure into the room.


5 minutes later, Mbok came out to Naura with his hands holding a small box.


"All the clues are inside," handed the box crate to Naura.


Naura accepted, the gaze fixed on the box of chests, there was a confused feeling of wondering, why not just say it? why give a box of questions asked?


"What's this about? why am I feeling so bad?" inner Naura.


...Bysing......


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