Wife One Billion
Fourteen

"Where's Willi?" tanya Damar did not see the whereabouts of his son who usually had been sitting in the chair for dinner. He looked at Elea who was also gloomy-looking.

"Elea had another fight with Willi?" his voice turned soft. This afternoon incident did not make him scold Elea, because according to Damar. Without the adults allowing her, Elea would not have possibly dared to refute her.

Elea shook her hand. Then speak in a soft tone. "Daddy, can Elea eat? Willi won't eat together."

Damar nodded. "May, eat a lot, dear ..."

"Why are you still quiet, call Willi. Force it if he still won't!" Damar's gaze turned to one of the maids who was ready to be near them.

"Anu, sir," he said with a frightened face. "The young master locked his room from after school. We tried to persuade him but-"

Damar's eyes turned sharp. "What kind of empty "mong is that? I paid you, but how dare I starve my son in there! You guys don't have any sense? You can break down the door or do something! Not silence!"

"Ma"

"Argh, shit! This is not so!" Damar slammed his spoon into the plate in annoyance. Then choose to move

from her seat, walk towards the child's room.

Damar knocked on Willi's bedroom door, several times with no answer. Until Damar accidentally pulled a door hinge that turned out to be unlocked.

"Willi?" call him while staring around the room. "Come, we'll eat. There's your favorite food, you know."

Damar stepped closer to his bed and only found a picture book featuring portraits of four people he named after:

Mommy, Willi, Elea and Daddy. We are Family's. I'm Happy!

Damar's heart was filled, even though the picture was not perfect but he knew Willi must have made it wholehearted.

His eyes saw the next sheet in the form of typical writing of children who are not yet neat.

If Daddy knew, I just wanted to feel the affection of a Mommy like my other friends. But when you have, why Daddy always scold Mommy. I fear they are divorced (

Deg.

Damar was silent for a moment, wasn't he so attentive to Willi? Until she doesn't know what her son wants?

"Stupid you are Damar!" Damar cursed himself. "Over this time, Willi must have suffered. I thought all my money was enough for them, but I was wrong ... Forgive your useless Daddy."

Her eyes glazed over, imagining the two children living without the mother they were supposed to have.

Damar closed his eyes trying to control his feelings, he had to find Willi's whereabouts.

At the door Damar crosses paths with Satria who tells Willi whereabouts.

"Young master is in front of your room, it looks like he's waiting for Madame Iris to come out."

Without answering, Damar stepped quickly towards the room. Sure enough, by wearing a nightgown from Iris. Willi hugged his knees, his shoulders trembled. A sign she's crying.

"Grill ..." Damar lifted his body into his embrace. "I'm sorry, Daddy, Son. Daddy's wrong."

"Hiks, Daddy why did you lock the room? Willi told me Mommy is innocent! Elea always lies to him who wants to play with Arsen! Daddy why always trust Elea. I don't like her," she cried. Even his hand hit Damar's back.

"Yes, here's the wrong Daddy. Forgive Daddy, sorry dear." Damar looked at his son with a gentle gaze, wiping his tears with his left hand. "I'm sorry Daddy, huh?"

His reddened face made Damar feel even more guilty.

"I'll forgive Daddy, but Daddy has to promise. Don't scold Mommy, don't be mean and don't get divorced. I don't want to lose Mommy. And one more thing, don't keep defending Elea!"

Damar nodded. "Daddy promised not to do it."

"really?"

"Yes, honey. Don't cry anymore, Daddy's so sad."

"Well now Willi has to eat. Satria take Willi down."

"But, Mommy?" he replied, pointing at the door that was still closed.

"Daddy and Mommy will follow."

Damar dropped Willi off his carrier.

"Don't be long, just be careful that Daddy denies it! I'll go with Mommy!" Willi's mood seemed to change quickly and it was only because of about Iris.

Huh, Damar married Iris not to be a mother of his children, because she had already vacated the place for someone. However, for Willi's sake it seems like he should put that aside because his son's happiness is his priority.

Damar's hand took the key in his pocket and opened it. He saw Iris sleeping. His eyes were puffy, Damar consumed his own talk.

He promised not to touch her, but her emotions this afternoon made her lose her mind.

The Flashback

Damar pulls Iris' hand into the room, sees Iris smiling at her enemy and looking familiar, making her fire a beard. Damar did not like it, while Iris never looked at him like that.

"By your way! I lost you ten million dollars and got no enjoyment! You have to pay for it, Iris!"

"I told you, I don't know"

"Company with that! Tempt me like you are flirting with Andreas with your body!" said Damar, his hands tore off Iris's clothes violently. Then throw his body into the bed.

A smile of death appeared, no more a prestige Damar. He was covered in anger and passion.

"I beg you not, sir!"

"Why? Huh uh? You prefer Andreas to your own husband? Or have you given it to Andreas? Your virginity? You guys known each other for a long time?" Damar even hit the ground running.

Iris shook her head, her eyes glaring. As much as possible, he threw out the hand of Damar who was stripping his clothes. Iris can't, she's not willing.

"No, sir misunderstood me!"

"Then from that, I'll prove it myself!" reply Damar.

Damar had really done it by force, he had gone crazy and did not care about Iris crying out in pain.

"Already, I beg ..." lirihnya along Damar who has got the peak of his pleasure.

The chest stretched out next to Iris who tried to cover her body with a blanket.

"You're not lying, but I won't apologize for touching you. One billion is enough to buy your virginity!" damar said before leaving Iris who was screaming, hurt. Damar is not a human being but an animal. No conscience.

"Until death, I will continue to hate you Damar! You bad guy!"

Flashback Off

"Am I being too mean to him?" muttered Damar still staring at Iris. "Aish, why am I asking again? Willi can see it when I've been scouring it."

Damar's gaze shifted on Iris's leg which emerged from the blanket, there was dried blood there. His forehead cleared up, where he got the wound. Like a glass prick. Sure enough, when Damar approached the small piece of glass was still attached.

"It must be very sick," muttered Damar involuntarily. I don't know which good angel whispered it. Damar took a glass filled with water and a P3K box in his room.

Slowly and painstakingly Damar cleaned the wound without waking it. Then, wrap it with bandages and plaster.

Yeah, Damar had to make up an excuse for Willi why Iris couldn't have dinner with them. The girl must be exhausted and Damar won't until she wakes up.

Before leaving his room. Damar whispered something to Iris. "I'm sorry Iris."

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