The Ruler's Widower
Reversed
Filio caught Averyl's bag and threw it away. Filio pointed his gun at Averyl. “Mother talks too much!”
Without fear Averyl fouled Filio's ears. Even the ringing sound from Filio's mouth did not manage to melt the mother's heart.
“Aw, Bu hurts release.”
If you've treated Filio like a child, it means Averyl is already very angry. Filio could not make his mother more angry again, however Filio still loved the mother.
Averyl removed his hand from Filio's ear. A faint smile emerged from his lips as he looked at the child's reddened ears.
“Sit!”
Like a dog following the orders of his master Filio obeyed his mother. Filio couldn't fight back, he didn't want to add the burden of thought to Averyl. Although now his mother looks fine, but Filio is sure there are many things Averyl is trying to cover up.
Sahira was still standing in place even though Eduard had already sailed in. “Come in.”
Averyl approached Sahira and led her to sit on the sofa. Sahira feels awkward with the circumstances that he has difficulty understanding.
“So what's your relationship?”
Filio refused to speak up. He sat down leisurely, with his back resting.
“We're husband and wife,” great-grandson Sahira.
Averyl's mouth was open, with wide eyes. He throws a flower in the vase at Filio. “Basic kids don't know themselves!”
“Expire her Pa, I don't want to see her.”
Eduard looked at Filio, gesturing to follow his mother's wishes. Filio walked out of the living room area following Eduard.
“Dad always meddles in my affairs,” grumbled Filio.
After making sure Filio went Averyl researched Sahira's face and body. His hands raised on Sahira's bruised neck.
“I'm Averyl, Filio's mother. You can tell everything from the beginning to mom.”
Sahira was a little bit risi, she had never been this close to anyone. “I was forced to marry Filio to free my ex-husband.”
Sahira could see Averyl's surprised face. “My husband has been released, but I'm stuck with Filio.”
Averyl's hands tidied up Sahira's messy hair pinnacle due to Filio's jubilee. “What Filio has always been as rude as before.”
I don't know why Sahira's tears just came down without excuse. His hands quickly wiped his tears.
Averyl clasped Sahira's hand tightly. “Stories are all the same mom, do not cover.”
Sahira recounts everything from the beginning of the violence Filio committed. Averyl's heart was sliced, even as long as Sahira told him she was crying.
Averyl knew very well what it was like to get domestic violence. “You don't love Filio?”
Sahira looked down deeply, her hands squeezing each other. He did not know what to answer, but he felt he had to run away from Filio. Being near Filio can jeopardize her pregnancy. “I want to get away from Filio Bu, I can't if I have to get torment in a row.” Sahira wiped away her tears.
“If it can't be better if I just die Mom,” Sahira said in frustration. Hoping Averyl would melt him and set him free.
“Do not talk like that. You deserve to live and be happy. You better take a break first I'll talk to Filio. Let's take you to the guest room.”
Averyl leads Sahira's body to the guest room. “Rest, mother stay first yes.”
Sahira nodded, “Thank you Bu.”
The bedroom door closed, Sahira lay her body in pain on the bed. His hands touched his flat stomach. “You just calm down baby, if we manage to leave. Someday I will introduce you to your real father,” monologue Sahira.
This room is too fragrant. Sahira felt a great longing for the scent of Filio's body. ‘Sahira why you even think of Filio, focus on your pregnancy.’
Sahira doesn't want anything to happen to her baby. He tried to forget his longing for the scent of Filio's body.
According to the study Sahira read, pregnant women should not sleep too late. Sahira used to sleep in Filio's arms, her hands pulling a bolster pillow and hugging it.
Filio was in the workspace being trialled by Averyl. Filio's face looked sour, sitting in front of his mother.
Averyl sat down casually, poring over Filio's letter of agreement. Averyl closed the Filio and Sahira agreements. “You love Sahira?”
“No.” Answer Filio flat.
The map he had in his hand Averyl used to hit his son's shoulder. “Punish Sahira no matter how she deserves to live happily. Being with you will only hurt him.”
“Mother does not think, you are an adult but why your attitude is like a child,” continued Averyl.
Filio was silent, not answering a single scolding that came out of Averyl's mouth.
Averyl's tears shed as he recalled his past memories of being tortured by Eduard. “In any circumstance a man has no right to physically harm a woman ... Mother very disappointed.”
“If you dare to flirt with women, I will divorce Dad.”
Eduard, who had been sitting next to Averyl, took his wife by the hand. “Honey, don't talk like that.”
Averyl threw out Eduard's hand. “Urus your son well.”
Eduard stared at the slender body of Averyl who was missing behind the door.
“Dad why didn't you say you were coming here?”
The head of Eduard looked towards Filio. “Obviously your mother is worried about you.”
Filio ruffled his hair in annoyance. Eduard just shook his head, looking at his son's behavior. “Don't try anything, I don't want you to divorce Dad.”
Eduard left Filio, as Eduard's hand pressed the knob the door was not open. “Honey don't lock me too, open the door dong,” cried Eduard.
“This is a punishment for both of you,” cried Averyl from behind the door.
***
Sahira woke up to a knock on the door of her room. “Sahiraa are you not awake.”
Sahira gets out of bed. His hand opened the door knob. “What's Bu?”
Averyl held back his smile, it was fitting that Filio refused to sleep alone. It turned out that Sahira's newly woken face was quite adorable. “Let's have breakfast together.”
“Just first Ma'am, Sahira wants to take a shower first.” His eyes could not open completely, Sahira's drowsiness still enveloped him.
“Go first, we will wait for you.” Averyl returned to the dining room.
Sahira went in and cleaned her body. When he finished he joined the Filio family at the dinner table. They ate quietly, no one spoke in the slightest.
After breakfast, Averyl issues the Sahira and Filio agreement. His right hand holds a pair of scissors. Filio's treaty was cut in two by Averyl. “Now you are free to decide your life Sahira.”
Sahira's head lowered, he did not dare to look at Filio's face. “Thank you Bu.”
Eduard glanced at Filio who was sitting quietly, while Filio's hand which was on top of the thigh seemed to be clenched.