Don't Say Love (BOOK 2)
Chapter 11
The figure of the woman in a maroon-colored dress on her knees seemed to be sitting with a magazine on her lap. His gaze was seen researching towards the obstacle presented there. The luxurious and branded goods it displayed made him much more interested than paying attention to the younger figure in front of him, who was showing anger.
"Mom should know, Jullian's been ignoring me ever since that damn woman came home!" Angry Sung.
That graceful figure also raised his face. An arrogant smile appeared on the lips of the middle-aged woman named Amara. He always knew that his daughter was a figure who wanted to have anything. Even if he does not like it, then it is a must for Lusi to have it. Including in men's affairs. Although he married the figure of Jullian five years ago, but Lusi will never be satisfied. Same seems.
"What are you afraid of, son? Jullian has become your husband. You have Arif."
Lusi, a figure who has almost the same appearance as Amara just snorted dislikely. He'll never calm down as long as Arnetta's around him. It had been five years that she could breathe a sigh of relief because the woman had left, but somehow her husband had made her come back. Although the reality is that Jullian will only torture her, but Lusi is worried that her husband will be entangled again.
"The woman is back. Doesn't it rule out the possibility that she'll tease my husband?"
Amara closed the magazine on her lap with a smile on her lips. "I guess whatever happens Jullian is still your legal husband. No matter what he does, Jullian won't be able to go too far. We also know how much he has hatred for Arnetta."
Susi could not help but obey her mother's words. It is true that everything Arnetta does is useless. Jullian was already her husband, which meant the man was hers. But, the unrest within him could not be reduced. After making her half-brother's best friend turn away and Jullian hates her, Lusi still can't calm down. He wanted to own what Arnetta had. He will never be satisfied until the woman has nothing left.
"Are you starting to love your husband, Lusi?"
The question froze Lusi's heart. That question never crossed his mind during his five years of marriage to the man. Jullian to him was just a figure he could not imagine would love him. Their marriage was only limited to a sense of responsibility because of her pregnancy. But, for love ... imagine it, Lusi did not dare. She knew very well the hard character of her husband who did not hesitate to humiliate her in public.
"I don't know. Just imagine I'm scared." Dreary talk.
From the corner of her eye Amara knew that the child had a small corner in her heart that accepted Jullian as her husband. Father of his son. But, it is no secret that Jullian has a strong disposition. The man was almost untouchable even with his own family, except for his mother and also Arif.
No one could touch her daughter-in-law's heart, even though it was Lusi who married her. But Amara won't let that happen. Lusi must feel the love of the man. Enough of his attitude had made Lusi almost turn to Ratih. He will not let his son thirst for love. If Jullian can't give it to her, then Amara will force him.
"Just calm. After that woman and her mother die, Jullian will definitely come to you, son." Amara said with a sly smile on her lips.
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When the sun was about to descend from the sky and cause dusk, Arnetta decided to go to the hospital. For three days he had not visited his mother. He was sure that Ratih would miss him.
To be honest, this departure also made Maria, the servant at Jullian's house anxious. The woman was afraid that Jullian would get angry when he found out he wasn't home. But, Arnetta no longer cared. He misses his mother so much.
When Arnetta was about to turn into the hallway towards her mother's room, her body just crashed. Like there was a sturdy object in front of him that he had just hit. Suddenly, his body staggered to the floor violently.
"God! I'm sorry."
The figure of a man with a typical Chinese face extended his hand towards Arnetta. His face implied a sense of worry when he saw Arnetta grimacing in pain in his butt.
While the woman could only grimace in enduring the pain. The pain in his hip was so painful. Not because of the collision, but because of what Jullian had done to him for days yesterday. He thought the pain had disappeared, but in fact the collision again invited the feeling once again.
"Yes, .. It's okay."
Arnetta welcomed the hand. However, when his eyes saw the young man he was jolted. He almost screamed when he saw a familiar face in front of him. Were it not for those narrow eyes, perhaps he would have fled.
The guy looks like Jullian. His face was more Chinese. Yeah, that's what kept him from screaming.
"Are you hurt?" The man appears to be tracing Arnetta's body. The woman's ring was not the ringing of the person who had just fallen to the floor. He knew the woman was hurt.
Aware of her being observed, Arnetta instantly pulled her hand rough. "T-No. I'm fine."
Arnetta immediately hugged his hand. He admitted that the familiar face made his body tremble. There was a tinge of fear if that person was really Jullian. He could not imagine the man would rape her again as vilely as that night. The memories of that terrible night made him unable to calm down.
"You sure?"
The man frowned, especially when he realized that the woman's body was shaking. Added to the red next to the woman's cheek. Like a slap wound.
Arnetta nodded quickly before finally leaving without a sound. However, he had not been able to stay away, the man's hand managed to stop his steps.
It would be a lie if Arnetta was not surprised to accept the man's actions. His heart beat faster when he saw how badly his wrists were bruised and he knew the man named Patrick was aware of his injuries. It felt from his grip that began to loosen.
"Thank you." Arnetta said before finally releasing his hand from the man's grasp.
Seeing the woman's departure, makes Patrick overwhelmed with pity. He had no idea what had happened to him but the wound on his body could not tell that the woman was fine. His trembling body made him know the woman was tormented. He only hoped that the woman would ask him for help, because he knew how his mother tried to survive in the same condition.
***
The first thing Arnetta saw in front of his eyes was the figure of the mother who had been sitting on the bed with a pale face. But, rather than his last condition Arnetta knows his mother looks much healthier. At least his sacrifice was not in vain. His mother has survived so far and he is very grateful.
"Hello, Mother." Arnetta's greeting immediately made the woman turn away from the window.
"My son."
His chest tightness instantly evaporated along with the tears that soaked his eyes. Arnetta. He had taken pains to fulfill his promise not to cry in front of his mother, but the tightness of his chest could no longer be contained. It hurts to remember what they've been through. Her mother's voice was an encouragement to her. There was nothing she needed most from the warm embrace of the woman.
"Mother.hiks.." the woman immediately threw herself into the arms of the mother. How much he loved this middle-aged woman who had given birth to him. Without Ratih, Arnetta might not be able to get through this. His mother who would never leave him would never hurt him and would never judge him. Only Ratih belongs in this world.
"What's wrong?" Ratih stroked the child's back. Although he did not see her for a long time, he knew that something had changed from his son. Arnetta looked thinner and paler than the last one he saw.
"You eat well, son? Where do you live?"
Arnetta wiped her tears. He tried to smile. Her mother can't know what happened to her.
"I eat well. My friend fed me every day until I was full. He also gave me a comfortable bed. He's very kind to me and takes good care of me."
The shadow of how he had been confined to the room for two days denied all his words. There was no food that made him full. There is no comfortable bed. There is no good treatment. Jullian did the opposite. Arnetta always felt hungry, she always felt weak from lack of sleep, and she missed her mother who always treated her well. Even Rowena and Maria would rather stay away from him now.
The warm stalks scattered his daydreams. When he raised his face, Ratih, the mother looked at him with a pitiful smile.
"If only I had the courage to defend your rights, I'm sure you wouldn't suffer like this. Forgive your mother, Arnetta." His words are full of pain.
Arnetta welcomed her mother's hand to her cheek gently. The warm hands always kept him calm.
"It's okay. As long as you can hold on, I'll be fine. I have to hold on. I won't be able to live again if Mom chooses to give up."
***
A cold night may be a sign that her day with her mother is over. I don't know when Arnetta will be able to come to her mother again. If Jullian did not give her any mercy, it might be difficult for her to meet her mother.
The hope is only one, hopefully Jullian will forgive him.
When she reached the hospital lobby, Arnetta stopped her steps. His body shook violently. This time not because of the resemblance but indeed the figure was right in front of him with a murderous gaze that was able to make him remember the events of that night.
Jullian arrogantly showed his cynical smile. He felt like the looseness he was given was too easy. Arnetta must know who the woman's owner is now.
"When I met your mother, ******?"
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Arnetta crouched down with a shaken body. Her crying that she could no longer resist sobbed loudly. No one wants to help him. There aren't. She is just a woman***** who has to sell her body for her mother. As his lips were about to touch the man's shoes, Jullian pulled his hair until it felt like his scalp was about to come off. The man forced her to look up with a face covered in tears.
No more pity for him. This man had intended to kill him slowly.
"You're just trash. A lowly woman like you doesn't deserve to beg me for life. You have to remember that this is just a warning. If you leave unbeknownst to me, then I'll let that old man rape you."