The Devil Husband's
CHAPTER 2. YOUR KID!

Tiger looked at him. His expression was cold. Everyone present stood up and tilted their heads forward, of course, engulfed in panic when they saw Jihan lying on the floor. Tiger growled inwardly, his hatred growing more and more in his bloodstream. He thought the woman who had become his wife was just drama.

"Tiger! What's going on?" pekik Milano ran forward with Fauzan and Aunt Fida. While Tiger only put his two shoulders indifferently. There is no sense of pity at all.

They crouched down to see Jihan's condition. Fauzan turned over Jihan's body, putting the bride's head on her lap. The hue of his face turned as pale as cotton. The tip of his hands and feet felt so cold. Aunt Fida rubs it in turns.

"Damn! Jihan!" fauzan patted his cheek.

"Tiger! Don't just shut up! Take your wife to the car. He must be exhausted" Milano said, screeching to see his son silent.

Lazily Tiger grabbed onto Jihan's body, then stepped firmly away from the place. His eyes stared intently forward along with his long footsteps.

Arriving at the court, one of Tiger's men opened the rear passenger door. The man throws Jihan in the chair without confirming her position and violently closes the door.

Aunt Fida who was following behind him was startled while covering her mouth, when she saw the harsh treatment from Tiger. He stopped the man's steps as he sat in the steering wheel.

"Master, sorry. Where will you take him? I must follow because this is an order from Non Sasa!" he said ventured.

"He's already my wife! It's up to me to take him where. Don't interfere in our affairs anymore!" her firm gaze flashed a sharp gaze that instantly made Aunt Fida shudder.

Tiger came in and threw down the car door so hard that it made Aunt Fida the shortest. Fauzan had just arrived and was standing next to Aunt Fida who was still squeezing her chest.

"Where will he take her?" asked Fauzan looking at the car driven by the son-in-law, traveling at high speed.

"No idea, Sir. Mr. Tiger forbid to interfere in his affairs," he replied with a feeling of fear and worry.

For an entire month, Jihan gets closer to Aunt Fida. In fact, he often sleeps in Aunt Fida's room which is not so spacious, because he wants to be accompanied. Her pregnancy hormones often make her feel sad, lonely and always want to be loved. Only to Aunt Fidalah, Jihan complained of all her complaints. Therefore, he felt very worried about Jihan.

"Emm .. We wait at home!" fauzan turned and sauntered away to his car.

Aunt Fida nodded. He turned to the motorcade of relatives to return to Isvara's residence. His heart throbbed pain at the thought of Jihan's fate. Looking at the look on his face alone, he could judge how excited the man was.

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Tiger and Jihan's bridal car was traveling at high speed. Occasionally Tiger's gaze leads to the reflection of Jihan's body through the rearview mirror hanging from the ceiling of the car.

The woman closed her eyes tightly. Even his position was still the same, looking extremely uncomfortable. Tiger did not care.

Up to an hour later, they arrived at one of the villas located not far from the resort he had. He deliberately moved away from all families, to be free from all the demands that forced him to do good to the woman who had officially carried the title of wife. Tiger also wants to break free from Leon's surveillance.

"Heh, wake!" tiger patted Jihan on the cheek after opening the passenger door.

There was no movement at all from Jihan. His face grew pale, even the entire surface of his skin felt cold.

A cold expression and a cruel grin were still clearly reflected on Tiger's countenance. His teeth continued to tremble in anger. His footsteps were long and firm, his eyes looking like a dagger ready to punch anything in front of him.

"Open room!" tiger's assertion on Villa's guard.

There was a middle-aged woman in charge of cleaning the villa, and two men to stand guard outside. At least, he was free to do anything in this place.

A minimalist two-story building with a beautiful and calm atmosphere. Tiger climbed the stairs slowly. And after the door of the room opened, he threw Jihan's body violently until her body was reflected on the soft bed.

Bi Sari, the servant widened his eyes in the doorway when he saw the treatment of his boss. Tiger turned around then closed the door loudly making Bi Sari startled then retreated instantly.

His breathing sounds rough. His hands clenched firmly, turning around and stepping long on the bed. "Heh, wake! No need to pretend!" her wrath patted Jihan's cheek. There is still no movement. "Wake up, you fucking girl!" his screams were accompanied by a loud slap to imprint on one of Jihan's cheeks.

I don't know what demons rule his heart. Now Tiger grabbed the white water on the nightstand and poured it right on Jihan's face and threw the empty glass until it hit the wall. The flakes scattered everywhere.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!" Jihan coughed and regained her senses from her stupor. His eyes slowly blinked.

"Aww, shhhh!" hissing Jihan. His weak hand slowly raised to the forehead which felt heavy. His head seemed to be circling. Plus his cheeks felt sore, hot and pain radiating.

"Eh! Don't pretend. You can lie to everyone but not me!" tiger firmly turned his back on the woman.

Jihan moved from her sleep, although her body felt crumpled and weak, she tried to sit and lean her back.

"What do you mean?" tanya Jihan knitted her eyebrows.

"You're deliberately begging Khansa and her family to force me to marry you?" tiger said in a furious manner. His entire body stiffened, his two shoulders rising rapidly along with the roar of his rough breathing.

Jihan took a deep breath, scooping up as much oxygen as she held back her tears so as not to spray down her cheeks.

"I never did any of that!" he nodded with a trembling voice. But the tail of her eyes sharpened to look at the man who was already her husband.

Tiger turned around, he folded his arms around his chest. His eyes grinned coldly. "You think I don't know your rotten plan? You got pregnant with another man and then held me accountable on behalf of the family, didn't you?" his jolt ducked right in front of Jihan's face.

"This is your son! Your flesh-blood!" it was clearly Jihan whose throat was starting to choke. He began to have trouble breathing.

Roughly, Tiger pulled Jihan's hair which was still beautifully darkened until the woman looked up. Tears began to flow from both corners of her eyes.

"Hey! You're not even holy when I do it to you! Still want to dodge?" he gritted his teeth with his eyes glaring sharply.

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