When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled
Extra Part: Anger from a Father
The king drove his car at high speed. He just got the Diko address that Dimas had sent. His anger was stirring, his pride as a father was at stake.
"I will kill you .. I will kill you!", the King muttered repeatedly in a hoarse voice.
Sometimes he rubbed his watery eyes. He's broken, his soul is broken. In his heart he cursed fate, why his beloved daughter had to experience a terrible event.
"Hiks .. forgive, Dad, Deck. Forgive me …"
The king was crying in his car. Which father's heart is not broken if his beloved child is abused?
"O Allah, O Rabb.Hiks ..the breast of the sick servant, Lord. Truly, this time's the toughest test of the servant. It does not matter whether the life of the servant is difficult, the servant is sick or hurt. But, ... but .. hiks .. don't son of a servant yes, Rabb."
The king monologues with himself. Wishing the Creator to hear his heart.
Half an hour later, the King arrived at Diko's house. Immediately he got out of the car, stepped wide inside Diko's house. It was fortunate that the gate was unlocked, making it easier for the King to enter.
"Diko dog ... open the fucking door?! Open it?! If you dare to fight me, don't be a sissy who dares to be like a child?! Dog, woii ... open the door, motherfucker?!" swear the King with a high tone while kicking the door of Diko's house rough.
Not long after the door of the house opened, with a quick motion the King kicked Diko who was standing in front of the door.
Bugh.
"Akkk ... What do you do? Why did you suddenly kick me?" asked Diko with a stifled voice.
The king did not answer much. His head was hot, like he wanted to explode. He pulled the collar of Diko's shirt making the man rise forcibly, then pushed Diko against the wall.
"Why? Why would you do such a heinous thing to such a little boy, huh?! Wh why? If you're mad because I fired, why don't you just kill me?! Why should I harass my little daughter who hasn't even gone puberty yet?!" snapped the King wrathfully while strangling Diko's neck.
The man could not breathe well. He struck the King, trying to escape the King's strangulation.
Diko thanks with great difficulty. Make the King instantly release his strangulation. Diko's body collapses to the floor. He coughed and tried to breathe fresh air around him.
"Say, which finger did you use to hurt my daughter?" ask the King in a cold tone.
The man stroked the folding knife from his pocket, then pulled Diko's right hand. He was getting ready to cut off the man's finger. However, Diko soon rebelled. His face was deathly pale, this time he looked at the King like a mad man and a psychopath.
"I don't know anything. It wasn't me who hurt your daughter. But, Devi .. she ... she once instigated me to kill Laila. But, I don't want to! Akkk ... Listen to my explanation first!" diko shouted in pain as the King scratched Diko's palm.
"So, you mean your wife who abused my daughter?" asked the King in a cold voice. He was really a hustle now, the demons continued to possess him, tempting the King to kill Diko.
But angels are not silent either. Keep trying to calm the King's heart, so that his anger does not explode.
"Be .. true .. I swear by Allah, though I rarely pray, but I still fear Him. Trust me. .. I can't possibly dare to harass your family again, for fear of getting you to ruin me!" diko's reply stammered, unconscious yellow liquid seeping out from her pants.
The ringing sound of the King's cell phone diverted the man's attention. Soon he received a call from his sister.
[Sister, go to police station X right now. The culprit has met and it turns out she is a woman!]
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Her $ex education will be there during the Riska chapter with psychologists later & later 5th, thank you very much for the support, criticism and advice of your brother readers.
May God always protect our children to be kept away from the wicked.
Salem Aneuk Nanggroe Aceh ___________________