Ma Queen ROSE's
Rose: Tired of Pretending
After his return from the company, Zidane began to feel unsettled. His head kept thinking about the words Adamar wanted to bring a woman back to this house.
"Is it possible that this woman is Rose? But Eroz says he never found their togetherness anywhere. So who's the woman Adam meant?" zidane was confused.
If it were true that the woman was Rose, Zidane would have rejected her outright. He could not let his son marry a woman who did not have a clear background. Maybe it's true that Rose is a very genius girl. But the girl does not have the benchmark criteria for prospective daughter-in-law for the Clarence family who had been very much desired by Zidane.
"If Adamar brings the girl home, I swear I'll kick her out. How could a Zidane Clarence get a son-in-law who comes from a commoner who even parents just don't have? Hah, people will definitely insult me as soon as Rose steps foot in to enter this house. It's really annoying even if I just imagine it."
"Who are you talking to, Zid?"
Vanya who had just finished her bath looked strangely at her husband who was talking in front of the mirror. He walked over and dried his hair in a small towel.
"Why shut up? Don't tell me you're talking to your own shadow," led Vanya with a flirtatious smile.
"Omong empty!" sergeant Zidane endured the disgust with what his wife was doing. He desperately held his hand so as not to strangle the neck of this p*slut. "Stop smiling like that to me, Vanya. You look terrible!"
"Cihh, please be careful when talking yes. I can't believe you're capable of being rude to your own wife, Zid. What a cruel husband."
While putting on a sour face, Vanya immediately changed clothes. Tonight he has an appointment with his rent brondong. So Vanya is looking for the best dress that can make her look much younger and also attractive.
"Where are you going?" ask Zidane casually. He did not feel jealous at all to see his wife wearing such sexy clothes. Because Zidane's own clothes are much sexier and classier when compared to Vanya's clothes. Upsss, not Zidane deng, but Zalina 😅
"Um I've got an arisan with my friends, Zid. Why the hell?" vanya answered while polishing the make-up on her face.
"What's going to be done every night?"
"Of course it is. The more often in the shake then the relationship between us will be intertwined more tightly," replied Vanya lying. "Zidane, once you ask me where I'm going. Usually you're just indifferent even if I don't come home until morning. Weird."
Old man of sickness, where you might satisfy me with your imp*ten condition, heh. And what I mean by shuffling it is not the number of arisan, but the pleasure of the bed that will be given by my brondong. Aih, I can't wait to immediately share the warmth of the bed with them. My baby, wait for me yes ....
After he finished preparing, Vanya hurried away from the room. He really did not care about Zidane who was still looking at him with a very strange look.
"Huh, if I don't seek the satisfaction of those young men I will definitely die from not getting rations from that old bastard. Wonder, I'm his wife. She used to adore me so much, but after I gave birth to Grace why did her attitude turn cold huh? Zidane never even touched me again. Good thing you're rich, Zid. So I can use your money to find satisfaction out there. Hmmm."
Gracia who happened to be about to enter her room stared in astonishment at the mother who was grumbling while going down the stairs. Seeing the appearance of the shakily nan menor in her mother, Gracia's face immediately turned sad. Again his mother would go spend the night with men who were almost the same age as him. Gracia even found her mother dating a teenager who was only twenty years old. Shame, that's for sure. But Gracia could not blame her mother completely because she realized her father could no longer do his duty as a husband. Be Gracia just silence while pretending not to know anything.
"Oh baby, why are you daydreaming there?" vanya asked in shock to see the whereabouts of her daughter. "You're fricking again?"
"No, Ma. I was just in the kitchen and wanted to go back into the room. But I felt like I had forgotten something. That's why I'm silent as if I'm daydreaming" Gracia replied. His voice was almost choked because he was holding back tears.
Vanya's steps came to a halt as her arm was pulled by Gracia. He then looked at his daughter while frowning.
"What's wrong?"
"Until when will you continue like this?"
"meaning?"
"Papa's at home but why do you want to go out? Not to mention how to dress up Mama like a biduan cafe. You want to sell yourself or something?" cecar Gracia runs out of patience. He was tired of pretending to be okay.
Plaaakkkk
"See your word, Grace. I'm your Mama, you're not supposed to talk so brazenly!" amuk Vanya's.
Gracia's lip was hurt. Unfortunately, the wound was not so painful compared to the disappointment felt by him. Gracia's heart was broken, this family was already like hell to her. Maybe the people out there think that she is the luckiest girl because she was born in the Clarence family. But the fact that Gracia actually cursed her fate should be a witness to how disgusting the attitude of the people who live here. Except for my sister, of course.
With teary eyes Gracia rubbed the dripping blood at the corner of her lips. He then looked at the mother who looked ordinary without any guilty look after hitting her very hard.
"I know everything Mama did with those guys, Ma. I also know that all this time Mama is the one who takes care of them. When to come, Ma. Until when!! What Mama is not ashamed if this is to be known by the public. What Mama is not afraid of someday Papa will know all the depraved deeds that Mama has been doing. Mama's not scared, huh!"
Vanya gasped in shock at Gracia's cry. He did not expect that this daughter already knew what she was doing with the young leaves. Clumsy with the awkward atmosphere that was there, Vanya finally decided to leave. It's a responsibility, he doesn't care. After all, it was Zidane's fault that he never again gave his inner living to him. Vanya is a normal woman. He needs love and warmth from a man.
"Hikss ... Brother Adam, I am no longer strong enough to live in this house. I can't stand it" Gracia sobbed as she held onto her flushed cheek.
Unbeknownst to Gracia and Vanya, actually since Zidane listened to their quarrel. But he just kept quiet without any intention to break up. It is true, however, that he could never carry out his duties as a husband. Zidane is a woman named Zalina.
"Pardon this imperfect Papa, Grace," murmured Zidane as he walked towards the secret room where the identity of a Zalina was.
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