
Night time of the day•
Seen the figure of a man down parked his motorbike in the yard of his rented house which is none other than Deni. He came home with a random state of expression with a reddened face holding back the anger that was pensive..
Deni got off the bike while saying what he was saying, then arrived in front of the entrance..
Braaakk..
Deni kicked the door until it was broken in half because of Deni's powerful foot kick, with breath up and down and a strong fist. Then Deni shouted for his second wife to the extent that the neighbors next door rented to hear Deni shouting booming..
''David.''
''David.''
''Damn it! Dadiyah.''
Shouted Deni, which made Dawiyah rise from the bed and approached her husband who was shouting loudly outside the room..
''There is mas__ Aahhkk.''
Dawiyah rattled her pain as her hair was forcefully pulled by Deni and dragged her out of the room.
''Mas, what are you doing! It's very sick.'' Dawiyah's complaint was confused by Deni's extremely harsh treatment.
''Because women are useless, you know! I'm so sorry to marry you and now my wife is angry because of you, right?!'' Accuse Deni who is getting faster grabbing the long hair of Dawiyah..
''Ti_ Aaahkk no Mas, I tida__
''Lied! You should I teach you a basic useless fucking woman and just trouble me!'' Dani's hand gripped the strong hair of Dawiyah without feeling or pity on Dawiyah, then Deni with the heart to push the fragile body of Dawiyah to hit the wall..
Dugh..
''Aahkkk, Mas.'' The head of Dawiyah hit the wall very tight, making the vision of Dawiyah immediately blurry not clear..
While Deni who saw Dawiyah was slicing pain, he was not satisfied to give a lesson for his second wife. Deni also reflexively removed the belt he was wearing and whipped Dawiyah without mercy..
Cathere... Cathere... Cathere..
"Aaahhkk Mas."
Hiissskkk, Hissskk,,
The belt violently and brutally whipped the back of Dawiyah until the master cried out for mercy.
''Awww Hissskk, it hurts Mas pardonnn.''
Cathere... Cathere... Cathere..
''You are the unlucky lady!''
''Ampun Mass Hiisskk..''
Deni continued to whip Dawiyah, as if Dawiyah would be the place of his vent for the anger of his first wife.
Even if you think with logic, Deni is the one who must be blamed for what has happened to his life. But the name of man forgets to reflect on himself, to always blame others for what has happened to him...
After being satisfied to whip his second wife, Deni immediately threw away his belt in every direction and squatted and gripped the jaw of Dawiyah who had no energy at all..
''Mass.''
''Listen to me, from today, this second, you are no longer my wife! I dig you up and throw away useless things like you.'' Said Deni throwing Dawiyah's face violently..
Dhuuk..
Ahhhkkkp..
''Ak__ I beg Mas, don't go and leave myself alone Hiisskkk, I mohooonnn I love you very much Mas.''
Sreeet..
Deni threw out his feet and looked at Dawiyah with a trivial look then chuckled.
Cuyihhh..
''Basic stupid.'' Deni deliberately spit right on the face of Dawiyah, From the start I only wanted your body! And I never loved you.''
Deni left the weak-laced Dawiyah with a broken heart, never knowing that his life would be ruined because he loved the wrong person..
Sick?
Of course it hurts! when the person we love is just using them. Devastated was the feeling of Dawiyah left, she could no longer hold back her tears and felt tightness in her chest as she heard the husband's statement.
Dawiyah is really sick to receive this treatment. The love he felt turned out to be just a mere metamorposa just to enjoy his body..
Dawiyah curled up on the floor hugging her knees, lamenting the fate of the marriage that should not have happened. Maybe this is not the first time for Dawiyah to divorce, but because Dawiyah really loves the taxi driver! and he was also very infatuated with a Deni Adriansah to make Dadiyah close her eyes and ears when the people closest to him told the behavior of a Deni..
If this is the case, who should be blamed? There ain't! There was nothing wrong in this, if only Dawiyah had opened her eyes since the beginning of their meeting..
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Bend day.
A clear morning where the birds are already chirping welcomes the morning and wakes up a woman who did not stop crying last night..
Dawiyah slowly woke up from her sleep, she was confused by her sleeping state on the floor, with all her body in pain.
But a second later Dawiyah remembered everything, which made Dawiyah again and again cry and scream because it remembered the incident last night that she had been divorced by Deni.
''You really have heart for me. Even I've given you whatever you want, you need, you need! But here's your reply.''
Dawiyah turned her sleeping position back and still faithfully on the floor looking at the ceiling of her room, Dawiyah was very confused what she should do now..
If he went home to his parents, of course, it was made sure his parents would scold him and berate him who never gave news even though it was still one city..
Even since Dawiyah knew Deni, Dawiyah was no longer giving a penny for children to eat. But on one hand, Dawiyah thought, if he did not go home to his parents then where should he live? There was nowhere else he could go except home to his parents..
After thinking a long time, Dawiyah finally decided to go home to both her parents received it or not! most importantly, he went home first..
Ahhhkkkc..
Dawiyah felt her back ache as a result of being whipped by Deni, but she tried to get up from her sleep and stepped slowly outside the room to go to the independent room..
While outside the contract, a group of mothers who are choosing vegetables while gossiping and talking about the last night where Deni made a noise to be heard by all the neighbors..
At first the neighbors wanted to check the situation of Dawiyah, but Karna they did not know each other to make the neighbors undo their intention to help Rania..
''Yeah, you guys don't hear that whipping sound? iihh serem.''
''But buk, the rich actor he deserves the punishment kel.''
''But it's cassian, right?''
Such was the conversation of the neighbors of the Dawiyah, and there is still much talk about the tragedy of the squandering and yelling that there is heartbreaking to hear..
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