Young Master Amnesia
Part 170 ~ Trauma

Rahma was about to stand up to open the door for her husband, but the woman undoes her intention when she sees someone getting out of the car is not Eril. The woman frowned more and more, not forgetting to close the house curtain when guests from outside would not see it.

The sound of knocking on the door repeatedly made Rahma inevitably run to the room to take her long hijab, then open the door. He was afraid that the one who was visiting was an important person who wanted to ask him something. Rahma opened her door wide and stood there.

"Sorry, sir, who are you looking for?" ask Rahma politely.

But the one who was asked just stood while staring at Rahma from top to bottom, especially the woman was looking down as if she did not want to see her face. The man smiled after making sure the woman before him was really the woman he had spent the night with a few months ago.

"You don't recognize me?" ask Zayn.

Rahma who heard the question immediately shook her head. Rahma's gaze was only fixed on the burly hand of the man standing firmly before her. The woman's forehead shriveled when she saw the tattoo on Zayn's inner wrist.

"No, he's not that guy," Rahma's inner step back, her heart beating just now. She was scared and wanted to cry after realizing the man before her was the man who had made her live in agony.

Rahma could recognize the man without even seeing his face, as the scorpion tattoo on Zayn's wrist explained everything.

"Your name is Rahma, right? How are you doing? I came here to meet and talk about something. Can I come in?" Zayn's permission when he saw Rahma was silent.

"Maf sir, but I don't accept guests without my husband, especially a man," Rahma said in her trembling voice. The bones of the woman seemed to soften with fear. He continued to step back and ran into his room, hiding there after locking the room. He leaned behind the door while hugging his violently trembling body.

The incident that night made Rahma traumatized and frightened until now. Moreover, the torture that Zayn gave him is still impregnated until now.

"Ma-mas Eril" said Rahma, biting her lower lip. "I'm scared."

"Miss, out! Don't test my patience! I came to answer for everything! Miss if on the count of three you don't come out, then I'll go into this shabby house!" zayn shouted quite loudly and it further added to Rahma's fear.

The voice woke up the two little angels on the bed. Both of them cry hysterically, but Rahma's body does not move because of her fear.

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Eril put two boxes containing the crackle in the seat next to the steering wheel after being in the car. He passed the four-wheeled iron object through the highway after making sure all his lunch equipment was complete.

"Rahma sure likes the chicken satay that I bought" Eril murmured.

The man continued to focus on the streets that began to be crowded with traffic until finally arrived in front of his wife's contract. He parked the car on the side of the road, because there was a car in the rented yard. The man's forehead shriveled, hurriedly descending from his car when he saw the man with his hair tied up standing in the doorway.

"Master, Zayn?" guess Eril. The man guessed it because he recognized one of Zayn's bodyguards.

The long-haired man immediately flipped his body when he heard his voice called. He was a little surprised to find one of Cakra's right hands in this house.

"You? Why are you here?" ask Zayn.

Eril laughing. "Aren't those questions I should have asked, Mr Zayn? What are you coming to my house and my wife's?" eril's reply succeeded in making Zayn speechless. "It should be if it's work, Adan called me!"

"So she's her husband? Shit, again I have to deal with them, "inner Zayn with clenched hands. Without answering Eril's question, the man hurried to leave the contract.

Eril was about to catch up to clarify what Zayn was aiming for, but stopped when he heard the sound of baby crying from inside the house. Instead of continuing his steps, Eril turned around to enter the house. Do not forget to close the door because Rahma often only wears a hijab to the chest if inside the house.

"Roman?" call Eril knocking on the door of the locked room, while inside there the sound of the cries of his two angels sounded very poignant. "Darling, you're inside, right?" call him again.

Rahma, who heard her husband's voice, immediately shook, with trembling hands, grabbed the door handle until the rectangular object could be opened from the outside. It was then that Eril barged into the room and found Arumi sitting on the edge of the bed facing Rahma, the toddler crying. Begitpun with Arhan who is near the wall. Fortunately, the risk for both falls is minimal, because Eril has bought a special bed divider for the little one.

Eril's last look was on Rahma who was hugging her body with tears. Instead of approaching his children, Eril knelt in front of his frightened wife.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?"

"Take the kids. She had been crying for a long time" replied Rahma whose body seemed to be locked.