Wrong Memininang

Wrong Memininang
The Part 28


"What care you Om," Yuki smiled cynically.


"Well! Of course I care, I drive you and even want to pick you up but what? You even lied today not going to work. Dare you play with me." Asher stared in anger, the man was completely dogged with a burning sense of annoyance.


"Sorry, please leave my room. I'm not arguing, I'm tired of taking a break."


"Cappies with whom? That guy, huh?" Asher took a look at his wife's clothes.


"It pays you how much to accompany him, and how many times the man enjoys your body, huh!"


The plaque.....!!!


"Stop putting me down, Om, I'm not that generous." Yuki stared intently at the man in front of her who was similarly staring in anger.


His right hand was even ready to return a slap from Yuki. But I don't know why it stopped in the air and the man turned to the door.


Checklek


Asher slammed the door and locked it tightly. He twisted his body and faced his wife with a sharp look of passionate eyes.


"Serve me tonight naughty girl" Asher continued forward with a sharp look


Deg


Yuki inched backwards and lightning-fast ran from before the man. Towards the door hoping the helper goddess comes in time.


"No, I'm not pregnant with your child! Don't touch me or I'll scream."


Asher laughed discordantly, even booming throughout the room.


"Yelling as loud as your dear Yuki. No one will help you because your beloved sister just left the house, there is an emergency call and again, there is no help, this room I've installed a silencer so there won't be a single person to hear you sigh dear..."


"Evil, step aside, I'm not serving you."


"Don't serve me but serve other men. I'll make you carry a lot of my children, I'll make sure you enjoy it very much under my confinement."


Asher whispered mischievously in Yuki's ear and sniffed her cheek.


Plaques


Plaques


"Retreat the bad guy...!!!" Yuki yells at her, slaps as hard as he can, he rebels and is about to kick hers but the man deftly catches the girl's leg with a single move carrying Yuki's body to his bed.


"You'll have to pay a lot for your rude treatment, bad girl, I'll make it hard for you to walk. Haha..." Asher really is possessed by a bastard. Even he ignored Yuki who had been crying so much under his confinement.


"Shut up!! Don't rebel. Save your energy for unparalleled pleasure, dear..." His grin filled his face with a crimson look.


"Open your mouth, baby...." Yuki threw away his face unwillingly looking at the monster man in front of him.


"The more you resist the more I want to rule you, so work together to get the same pleasure."


"Ushusstt.. don't cry, look at me dear.Enjoy...I will do very gently," he whispered in a raucous voice that sounded disgusting.


***


Collapsed Yuki's defenses at one time. The unlucky night shackled with a roar of hatred. It feels like he can not stand, not only physical but his mind is disturbed. Will he make sure this ends quickly, Yuki does not care about the response of his family, the girl does not care about the feelings of his family.


"I hate the monster guy who's hugging me tight like a lifeless bolt. I hate the man who is my husband who is now kissing my shoulder without sin" Yuki Nelangsa said.


God, I give up, I give up, I want to go home.


Hix....


"Don't you cry over something that happened, baby...." Asher stroked Yuki's hair affectionately but somehow it sounded painful.


"Remove your tears dear.because from tonight on and until the following nights I will make you enjoy the same adventure." Asher wipes Yuki's tears that keep flowing down the river.


"Why are you evil as I am, what is my fault? Tell me, what's my fault why you're ensnaring me. I want to go home." Yuki said while looking back at him.


"It's your fault to go with another man, and you ignore me, I hate mine at the touch of someone else. I hate that you keep ignoring me."


"You are selfish mas, you can be as you please with brother Zumi why I can't, just be friends."


"Woohoo so you're jealous, baby?" Asher was laughing.


"It's too expensive for my heart to be jealous of you," Yuki closed her eyes for a moment wanting to run as far away as possible.


"From tomorrow you can no longer work and leave the house. And don't try to run away from home 'cause I'm gonna find you."


Yuki was silent, completely silent strengthened her heart. He closed his eyes with the wound. Asher hugged her even more tightly, even eroding the distance as if reluctant to let go. The corner of the man's eyes got wet feeling the feeling that surrounded him. There was a line of regret that pinched his heart. He kisses Yuki's head and sleeps peacefully with his feelings.


After a few minutes of smooth snoring, the girl inched down in a stupor. Gather the remaining energy that has been exhausted in the forced tripe.


His heart screamed, along with the lingering torment of his body. Yuki headed for the bathroom in a limp attempt to suppress the crying. He grabbed his phone earlier that was lying on the nightstand. With a trembling hand the thumb of the girl began to scroll looking for a contact that might be her last port, if she was unable to stand up straight bearing the burden that felt increasingly tormenting her soul and mind.


Assalamu'alaikum. A voice that can always calm him down. A voice that will give you hope.


"Waalaikum salam," replied the greeting in a voice as calm as possible.


"What's the matter, dear.why call me this early."


"Dad, can you come to our house tomorrow, take your Mother with you."


"Why son, are you sick? I'm very busy but if it's my daughter who asked, I'll definitely try."


"Thank you dad, I just miss you. Please don't tell Asher that I want to come. I'll surprise him."


"Your husband's birthday?"


"It's more of a father's birthday celebration,"


"Well wait for your mom and dad to come."


Tut's call was cut off and that very second his cry broke out as his body slumped to the bathroom floor.


Yuki loved her body that filled the trail of Asher. He rubs, flushes until he hopes to disappear but apparently the red mark he gives like an indivisible stamp. Yuki looked at her face in the mirror with a pitiful image. Poor woman hoping to find happiness.


She had dried up tears. Covering his plain body with neat clothes. Fresh fragrance again beautiful. In plain sight, nothing has changed. She is still the beautiful Yuki, the sweet Yuki and the tough Yuki.


Yuki started walking out enjoying the morning sun behind the back garden gazebo. He breathed the air quietly early in the morning. While waiting for father to come, the girl calmed down, steadying her heart so as not to look sad if she met later.