
"Did you remember me?" ask a girl at a man with handcuffs in his hands.
The man pulls his head up, his eyelids narrow. His memory revolves around the events of a few months ago in his country of residence.
"You?" the man was astonished. Especially when the bead of his eyes highlighted the woman's stomach that puffed forward.
"Well, it's me, the woman you forced to satisfy your depraved lust!" furious Arabella. "Look at me now .. Because of your blasphemy, I became pregnant without a husband!" arabella's beaver held back the anger.
Brian laughed so hard that his head was pulled back. Then looked at the girl in front of him. "Come on! Don't be a saint to be a woman! God also knows. .. if we like to do the forbidden relationship."
Arabella had imagined that Brian would turn around to attack her. "But at that time you forced me, even though I tried to fight back!"
Brian bent his back, he brought his face closer with a terrifying grin. "But you enjoy it in the end? Or do I need to show you a cctv tape on the nightclub emergency stairwell, where we're matching up? Still clear in my ears your mellow voice when sighing and moaning because of my game!"
"I'm not sure if the child you're carrying is my son! It could be that many seeds from different men are planted in your womb! Because you were no longer a virgin!"
PLAKKK!!!
Arabella was surprised, as suddenly a hand floated up the cheek of the depraved man in front of her. "Brazed kid! Dad and Mom never taught you anything bad like this, Brian!!!"
Bead eyes wide open, Brian was surprised at the arrival of his parents to prison. He spoke with a stammer. "D-Dad? M-Mom?"
"Dad is disappointed in you, Brian! We sent you to study abroad, so you can be proud of us. It's not like being a bastard like this!" william cried out in wrath. The old man beat his son with several blows. Brian just fell silent, letting the father vent his disappointment.
"Dad.. has Dad..." Laura pulled her husband's hand. "Mom please, already!" teeking Laura because William continues to beat his first son. She roared, her crying voice was so bitter. Although honestly in the heart holds a deep sense of disappointment. But mother is still mother. It will not happen if her baby is hurt.
William eventually distanced his body from the child. Then sit on an empty chair behind her. Now his attention turned to a girl who was bowed lethargic.
"What's your name, son?" ask William gently to the girl.
"I'm Arabella, Uncle." Arabella mentioned her name. "More precisely Arabella Brooks," the girl repeated her name in full.
William seemed to think, on his forehead appeared wrinkles. "If you may know what your father's name is, son?"
"Benjamin Brooks, Uncle." replied Arabella politely.
"Who?" ask William to make sure.
For the first time Arabella pulled her head up and showed her face to William. "Benjamin Brooks, Uncle. Does Uncle know my papi?"
William leaned his back, his body gradually limp. "Your father .. Uncle's sidekick. And we've been planning to match you both up. The world is so narrow...."
"Ja-so this girl is gonna be our daughter-in-law's candidate?" asked Laura happily. "Then why don't we just marry them now? At least when the child was born, his father's surname was embedded in the legal record" Laura said without thinking.
Arabella glanced at Brian, they sat for a long time. Then both turned their eyes away because of William's dull voice. "Dad left all the decisions to Nak Arabella...."
"How, honey?" asked Laura who had imagined that she would be holding a grandchild in a moment. "You want?" ask again with hope.
There was a breath held in the chest. Arabella smiled, she replied straightforwardly and without burden. "Arabella has decided to raise this child alone without marital status. After all Arabella should wait for Brian until when? Until old Arabella?"
"Son.." - Laura was bitter.
"But your son needs his father's name" Laura said, still trying to convince him. "You can file for divorce after your wedding day" Laura suggested, sounding discordant in the ear.
Arabella chuckles. He stood up then walked over to Laura and grabbed the middle-aged woman's soft hand. "I'm sorry Arabella, Aunty. Arabella please .. appreciate Arabella's decision. If Aunty and Uncle want to meet this kid later ... Arabella will never ban."
Laura and William looked at each other. They are aware of the selfishness of those who hope to get a descendant from their first son. Even though they knew that their son would rot in prison for a very long time.
"Well, son, but let us meet and hold our grandchildren one day" Laura asked Arabella.
Arabella nodded her head quickly. "Of course, Aunty, after all you are biologically Oma and Opa this baby I bear."
Laura took off Arabella's hand and grabbed the girl's body. "Thank you, son, please forgive our impudent son!"
"Name-sama, Aunty. Forgive Arabella too...."
...***...
"Daddy...."
"Mommy.." cried Ezio from the outside while banging on the door.
"Daddy...."
"Mommy.." he shouted once more.
Sister Ola who saw Ezio was knocking on her parents' bedroom door. He hurried up the stairs and approached the master's son.
"Young master Ezio. Sister Ola was confused looking for Mister," Ola said with a breath of fireworks. "Come with Sister Ola ... Sister Ola has a new game," seduces Ola to get Ezio to come with her.
"But Ezio wants to meet Mommy... Ezio wants to meet Ezio's sister." said Ezio again banged on the door. Ola held her master's son's hand and lowered her body to align with her.
"Listen to Sister Olla ... Mommy and Daddy went home late last night. Let them rest first. Later after they wake up, Sister Ola herself will take Mr. Ezio to Mommy's room. Okay?" Ola held out a palm.
Ezio sighed, his face bent he looked sad. "Okay Sister Olla...."
"The five dong!" sahut Ola with showing the palm of the hand.
"Hm.." reply Ezio lazy and also high five. Ola took her employer's son to the play ground away from the room whose door was tightly shut.
While in the room,
"The love of Ezio wants to meet us" said Rona under her husband's confines.
"Pity me more, is it my love...? It's up to this, "Edward's sulking as he pushes his hips forward. Rona did not reply as she was again carried away by the flow of her man's play.
"Ah.." only the sighing voice represented her husband's rant. The fear is now back to flying, with endless enjoyment.
...*****...
...Part nganu continue tomorrow yes Kak.. hopefully smoothly jaya 🙈🙈...