Don't Say Love (BOOK 2)
Chapter 14

Jullian looked at the woman who was now sitting in front of him. Like I couldn't believe what happened to him a moment ago. Arnetta who was now in front of him was like not the woman he had seen a few days ago. In fact, Aunt Maria was amazed by what she saw now.

Arnetta seemed busy bribing food to Arif like a mother. There was no awkwardness or even impulsiveness. Arnetta really lived in front of the boy. As for Arif, the boy also looks familiar with the existence of Arnetta even though he admitted Arif had only met him twice.

The sight was like making Julliam enjoy his food. His eyes continued to be glued to the woman who had been living in him like a statue. I could hardly believe that Arnetta could talk and smile like that. This makes him tickle the memories of the past.

The same smile and his gentle way of speaking, which he still recognized even though five years had passed. Yes, in reality Jullian's heart was satisfied not by torturing the woman, but by seeing the smile return. Somehow his heart now felt swollen like it wanted to explode. He was a little jealous of his son who could invite that smile.

"Mama said I should be here with Dad. So, do you want to accompany me to play, auntie?"

Arnetta continued to feed the rice on her plate. The woman did not make a sound, only agreeing through a nod.

Arifs. Arnetta wants a child like her. Life's ruined. She only has her mother who is currently ill. He thought Desa would never invite him back to be happy. However, the second that this child sat in front of him and hugged him, Arnetta was convinced Arif was the second hope after his life. For three days, he was silent. I choose not to hope in the world anymore. He just obeyed all the orders of Jullian, the man he no longer wanted to recap in his hopes.

Once he hoped Jullian would pity him. Many times he also wished that the man would give him a slight smile. But his prayers were never answered. And again, no one in this house can help her. There was no lightening of his burden. Silence is the only way to keep breathing without tightness.

Arnetta realized something in his residence, he would mean nothing to anyone. No one would cry if he suffered, even died. God has shown us his way of life that should be like this. Dirty people seem to have no place to pray. It is just a shell without life. The night that Jullian raped her again, that's where her destiny felt real.

"Mother!"

Arif. All were fixated not because of the shrillness of his voice, but because of the call of the boy that led to Arnetta. Innocently, a pair of big eyes that lead to the father who was stretched over his actions.

"May I call Aunt Netta Mother, Dad?" Ask.

Jullian who has been declarating himself will never refuse the request of the child was silent. This is not a difficult request. Money does not fall out of his wallet. Energy was not drained from his body. However, for some reason such a simple request was able to suck all of his energy forcefully. Strange request from his son who did not want him to amini was unknowingly asserted. His body reacted by itself. Jullian nodded and granted his son's request. As for Maria, the middle-aged woman could not hide her surprise even though she herself was happy. There was at least someone else who loved that poor woman as well.

Arnetta could only fall silent. Almost ssja spoon in his hand fell if he immediately did not attach it to the plate. Chest hurts. The development inside makes his voice can not come out. His eyes are hot. Like there's a molten larva ready to explode at any moment. He wants to scream. It was so tight that her vocal cords were broken. Not a cry of anger. Something no one will understand unless they are a mother. But Arnetta did not do it. The woman was crying in silence. Her tears no longer flowed like water. The reaction that he thought would no longer exist, appeared suddenly.

Arif's small hand raised wiped those tears. The tiny palm came into contact with Arnetta's face. The simple words that warmed her even more invited the cry of the woman.

"Mother don't be sad. From now on Arif will take care of Mommy. Who dares to hurt Mother, will Arif reply." Her speech.

But who would have thought that speech was able to make Jullian could not stand it and chose to lift his feet from the dining room. The feeling of not accepting what the five-year-old said struck his heart. Not a nobody, but himself. If Arif knew who hurt her mother, perhaps the child would take revenge on her, because she was the only man who was the source of suffering for the woman.

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Ratih knows that Arnetta is hiding something from him. His only child is not likely to take risks with work that endangers his life. Moreover, Ratih has hardly seen his son again in the past few days. I don't know what happened to him. He also did not have access to contact his daughter, because his son's cell phone was sold for his maintenance costs.

"Thinking of your son's bitch, Ratih?"

The woman was shocked. Although he had not seen her in years, he knew her voice. When he turned to the door, he saw the figure of a woman who still looked beautiful without wrinkles. Amara really made good use of Rivai's money to keep up her appearance.

The expensive clothes, luxurious makeup and also the way the woman walked gracefully towards him, were not comparable to the rancid facial mimic that he always showed to Ratih.

"What do you want, Amara?"

Ratih gave up everything. The property, the position, even the husband she loved so much that she had to confess that Arnetta was not her husband's flesh and blood. Yeah, of course you are. No sane husband wants to admit a child with an affair as his son. But, all that he did for Arnetta. Her son would never have gotten a blood transfusion if it wasn't for Amara. The woman had the same blood as Arnetta. In other words, inside her son's body also flowed Amara's blood.

"Just make sure that you've suffered, my former best friend."

Amara noticed from head to toe how upsetting Ratih was at the moment. The foolish woman who wanted to just accommodate him first had now exchanged positions with him. He doesn't like this woman to have a man in charge of her future. Rivai and Ratih must take responsibility for everything that happens to him. His life is ruined because of containing Lusi, and now Ratih must feel it too.

The woman lowered her head and brought her lips closer to Ratih's ears. His whispers were able to make the woman almost out of breath.

"Your son is now my daughter-in-law's mistress. Know it? Arnetta has sold her body to Jullian for your treatment, Ratih."

After Amara distanced her face, she saw the reaction of Ratih who was like he had just been hit by a heavy burden. The woman did not react at all other than showing her surprised face.

"Lies.." full of bitterness.

"Mother and child will always have the same path. Your daughter's dirty, Ratih."

The tears fell. It felt like his life had just been forcibly pulled from his body. He could not understand what Amara had just said. I want him to not believe all the words that come out of her lips. But, everything Amara said was already stuck in her mind. Especially when remembering the bruise on his daughter's body.

"It's poison. You can drink it if you can't stand it, Ratih. I'm just easing your death." The woman placed a small clear bottle beside Ratih's bedside table.

After saying it, Amara waltzed away leaving Ratih with a wound in his heart. She felt like a failure as a mother. His life would be meaningless if he had to sacrifice his son again.

"I'm sorry, dear ..."