
Dugo!!!
Dahlia again kicked Seroja's body which is still weakly drooping on the floor. "Go ye ja*lang. Go!"
The cry of Dahlia successfully made Seroja's eyes look that was previously unsettled and glared towards the blood spots on the bed sheet, like returning to bring it to his consciousness. He turned his head towards the side where Dahlia was still standing with her bow.
Without saying a word, Seroja began to move on. He brought his body to pick up the clothes that were in the closet. Slowly, he wore the clothes to cover his upper body which was only wrapped in a black bra.
The pain in the core is still so pronounced. However, he was forced to step up so that he could immediately come out of this cursed room. As for Dahlia, the middle-aged woman could also only stand glued to Seroja's movements, but still with a look filled with anger and possibly disappointment.
Seroja stare at the body of a savage man*civilized who has taken away the sanctity that he has. There was nothing he could say to express how much he hated this man. Her lips just shook accompanied by tears that melted back and flooded the frame of her beloved face.
"Right ..... Where are you going?"
Alamanda, the little girl who had been standing before the entrance could only look at Seroja with a question mark. He still doesn't really understand what's going on. Why did the mother scream and the brother who suddenly stepped out of the house in a mess.
At a glance, Seroja looked at the face of this little girl. Although his mind feels so painful, but he forced to keep smiling in the destruction of life that just greeted.
"K-So, come out for a second, baby. Alamanda stay home."
"B-but it's still late at night, brother. Outside must be a lot of bad people, and it will definitely harm Seroja. I'll stay home, yeah."
In fact, I don't care about the bad guys out there, honey. Because inside this house, that evil and vile person had already managed to destroy Big Brother's life.
"It's okay, honey. Brother will be fine. Manda stay home."
Seroja again swung his legs to leave the house. I don't know where he's going, but all he wants right now is to get away from this cursed house. Without realizing it, Alamanda followed.
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"Aaaarrrggghhh!!
Prang. prang...
A ceramic flower vase and mirror hanging from one of the walls of Seroja's room were thrown in any direction by Dahlia. It broke into pieces and the fragments were seen scattered on the floor.
After the departure of Seroja from this room was still not able to relieve the fire of his anger. The anger was still burning, filling the head and ready to explode again. And the items that were inside this room became the victim of the middle-aged woman's immortality.
"You really are Ji's bastard man! You deliberately took me and Alamanda on vacation and stayed at the hotel because you had the intention to trick me. You went home without my knowledge and then made out with that seductress, huh?!"
Ajisaka who was sitting on the edge of the bed slightly gasped, because the scenario he made turned out to be read by Dahlia.
"It's not like that Ma. It's not like that. I went home because I had some of my stuff left behind and intended to pick it up. However, it was your son who suddenly teased me!"
"Currently, I really don't believe your bullshit is Ji. You and the seductress are the same. Both traitors and abusers."
Gawat, if I don't manage to persuade Dahlia to forgive me, it will be difficult for me to master this house. Until now, I have not found where this home certificate is stored either. Although small, but at least this house will make money for me.
Ajisaka who was sitting on the edge of the bed immediately got up. He approached Dahlia who was still standing near the entrance of the room, and began to rest at his wife's feet.
"I'm innocent Ma. It was your son who deliberately teased me. So that I cannot resist my desires. I'm not guilty Ma."
Under these circumstances, Ajisaka still distorted the true facts. Mastering this small house that until now has been the hidden intention of Ajisaka to survive with Dahlia. He felt like he was the luckiest man to meet a woman this night like Dahlia. The night woman is lonely because it has been a few months no one uses her services, and is older than her but has assets that are quite tempting to have. Luckily, when Ajisaka first asked her out on a date, the woman was immediately captivated by her charm.
Dahlia threw away her face. This time his trust in this man eroded away after the bed scene between the husband and Seroja really looks real in plain sight.
Ajisaka shook his head. "No Ma, absolutely not. I-I'm really sorry for my error Ma."
Dahlia linked her gaze towards Ajisaka who was resting under the soles of her feet. He looked at this man's body with a gaze that was hard to decipher. He loved this man so much, but what this man had done successfully made him remember the past. The past that only he knows.
I hate being lied to by Ji. I don't like. And now that you're playing with that seductress, that's what I can't forgive my whole life.
Dahlia smiled knot. He lowered his body to be on par with Ajisaka. He took a squatting position, and again stared fixedly at the man in front of him. However, unbeknownst to Ajisaka, Dahlia's hand was stretched out to grab one of the fragments of mirror fragments scattered on the floor.
"Are you sorry?" Dahlia raised a question in front of Ajisaka's face in a soft voice.
Ajisaka nodded slowly. "Yes Ma. I'm really sorry for being eaten by that woman's persuasion. I'm sorry Ma. I'm sorry!"
Putting on a face filled with the deepest regret, Ajisaka tried to regain Dahlia's heart so that the wife would forgive him. He did, because until now there is still a purpose in life that he has not managed to get from Dahlia.
Dahlia smiled sweetly. He stroked Ajisaka's cheeks gently. "Do you still love me?"
Ajisaka nodded steadily. "That's definitely Ma. I-I really love you. Even more and more my love is growing for you, Ma!"
Dahlia again laughed. His left hand down the body of Ajisaka who is still wrapped in a shirt in thin white and a little he rubbed the thin shirt he was wearing, to reveal the chest of his field.
Dahlia brought her face closer to Ajisaka's, so the two of them were only a few inches away. "I love you too Ajisaka. Really-love you... "
Next to Dahlia's hand, holding the mirror piece, he slowly swung and...
Jem!!!!
"I love you, but I hate lies. Just die us Ji. Just die!"
"Aaaahhh.... "
Ajisaka screamed in pain as the glass shrapnel in Dahlia's hand stuck right in her stomach. Along with the fresh blood that poured out from there.
Dahlia stared fixedly at the face of Ajisaka who was groaning in pain. "Is this sick?"
"M-Mr.... "
"Haha hahahaha.. This is what you deserve Ji. You deserve to die!"
Dahlia who had previously laughed out loud, suddenly burst into tears. What happened tonight seemed to make his psychic slightly shaken. He got up from his position and stepped into the corner of the room.
He ruffled his hair rough and banged his head against the wall. "Aaaarrrggghhh. You jerk!"
Ajisaka seeks to withstand the pain that begins to spread throughout the body. He wanted to get out of this place immediately, but the blood flowing from his stomach was increasingly flowing, which made his body weaker. Slowly, the man's eyelids closed and his body lay on the floor. Ajisaka lost consciousness.
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Two more flashback parts, after that we continue to the present yes sis. hihihihihihi.. Hows it? Has he started to understand why Seroja dropped himself into the valley of nothing? If you still do not understand hopefully two flashback parts that will come back can be more clear yes.. ☺☺
Thank you very much for those who are still faithful to follow the author's story of this crumb of skin kuaci yes Kak.. Again, for this novel I did it differently. I picked up a theme that was completely different from the novels I had made before. Stay with me until the end, brother... Hopefully there will be one wisdom to be taken.. 😘😘
Greetings love, love, love, love, love ____________________________