Bridal Stain
Keep my Seed in your womb

“Ma-my ex, Mas,” he replied slowly. As Vishnu moved his hand away from Grey's body, his eyes turned red, holding back the turbulent emotions in his heart.

"Are you that cheap, Grey? Give up your honor for your ex-boyfriend?" ask Vishnu, do not think.

Grey shook his head, clearly her husband had misunderstood her. “No, Mas, it happened because he raped.” Grey tried to explain everything.

However, it seems that Vishnu first felt disgusted. The man left his bed and went into the bathroom to clean himself up.

While Grey, now he can only cry, seeing Vishnu's attitude that really immediately changed. “Did he really hate me? God, what should I do, why is it all like this?” lirihny while sobbing.

Not long after, Vishnu returned. Already wearing long training pants and a white t-shirt. The man was standing in the bathroom doorway. Staring at Grey with a hateful look. He was very disappointed because his wife was no longer a virgin.

The first night as a bride that was supposed to run warm, romantic and happy, immediately became the most painful and sad night.

Grey looked up. “Mas, where are you going, Mas?” grey asked when he saw Vishnu about to open the door to the hotel room, as if leaving it.

Vishnu was silent before he turned the doorknob of the room. “Tomorrow, I will take care of our divorce papers, I do not want to have a wife who has been tarnished by her own ex,” he said firmly without turning a head.

The deg! Grey's heart seemed to be dislodged from its place, he really did not expect that her husband would divorce her so soon.

“What Mas, divorced?" grey asked, without Vishnu answering.

Seeing Vishnu's silence, Grey is getting unwell. "No Mas, I don't want us divorced.” Grey immediately ran to Vishnu, still with his body wrapped in a thick blanket.

Vishnu turned his head when he felt the movement of his wife. “Stop!" jolt Vishnu, "Don't come near me! I don't want a dirty woman like you to touch me!”

Grey instantly fell silent and pecked in place. “T-but, Mas.”

Vishnu sneered cynically. “I married you because I thought you were a nice innocent girl, but apparently, my guess was wrong. I didn't expect that, despite the politeness and hijab you always use, you're just like the night butterflies out there!"

The curse and the curse thrown from Vishnu's mouth, as if piercing hard, stuck in Grey's heart.

"And from this moment on, I officially divorce you, Anggreya Mikayla!” then he left the room.

The word boils the divorce, feels like lightning striking in broad daylight. Grey really did not expect, if the status of a wife, in just a matter of hours, immediately changed into a widow.

“No Mas, I don't want to be a widow!” yell, don't take it.

Grey pulls Vishnu's arm, holding him back so the man doesn't come out of his bridal chamber. "Please, my dear, stay here until tomorrow morning, please, don't leave this room."

"No way, I'm in a room with a dirty woman like you!" Vishnu brushed Grey's hand away, opened the door and left his bridal room. Making Grey still rest on the floor, further hardened his cries so frustrated.

“No! This is impossible!” his yell.

“Grey!”

“No!.”

“Greya!”

“Hey, wake up!” sarah, wake Grey from his sleep.

Both of Grey's eyes immediately opened, he was aghast with his breath cringing, still carried away by the emotions of the dream. Even next to the corner of his eyes, he seemed to shed tears, so painful what was felt in his dream.

“Why are you, Grey? Shouting like a possessed man. Wake up, morning prayer first!” exclaimed Aunt Sarah, who now went to the dresser.

Hygiene ....

“Grey, do you still feel pain?” sarah asked, focusing on applying red lipstick on her lips.

Grey momentarily pensively did not immediately understand. And when he realized what his aunt meant, he replied, “I-iya, Tan, still sick,” he replied quietly, when he realized there was something that felt sore in his lower body.

“Hm, yes already, later Aunt will tell your om to buy pain medication. Now that you're ready, at 8, my Arons will be here to see us.”

After finishing the makeup, Sarah passed out of the room. Go, to meet her husband who is in another room.

Meanwhile, Grey is still pensive on his bed. Again, his mind was focused on his dream. “Astagfirullah, why his dream can feel so real Oh Allah," he said slowly.

"Oh Allah .. help me, lest the dream come true on my bridal night tomorrow. You know that I do not want all of these things to happen, all outside of me O Allah ..”

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After finishing breakfast, Anggreya immediately took pain medication, which he was given ten minutes ago. She hurried to prepare herself and her appearance to meet the Aronsky family, and her future husband Vishnu.

Long lilac colored dress to close the eyes of the foot, attached to the body as soon as possible. Phasmina syar'i is in matching color with her clothes, also attached to her head. Grey looked so graceful, not forgetting he also applied a little makeup on his plain face. It makes her face look fresh and beautiful.

Now it's ready. Before leaving his room, Grey opens his phone. Both Grey's eyes immediately bought, when he saw the incoming message notification from a known person, as well as hated at this time.

(One message – Aryo)

Although his heart still rumbled, holding back the anger over the events of last night. His thumb had to scroll through the phone screen, in order to see the contents of the message from Aryo, a brash man whom he hated so much.

(Dear, sorry I hurt you last night. But please, keep my seed in your womb huh. Love you—Aryo)

"Astagfirefull!"

Instantly the outpouring of emotion peaked again on Grey's chest. His hand clenched tightly to the phone he was holding.

“Basic brash man, savage man! How dare he send a message like this to me after what he did to me yesterday!” Grey's face looked flushed with both eyes that began to be inundated with tears.

“Argh! ... Oh my God, how should I?!” Grey shouted loudly, and prak!

The woman threw her cell phone on the floor, now the fragments of her phone were splattered on the marble floor she was treading. He was really frustrated with what happened to him. Moreover, the more frustrated when realizing, if now, in her womb there is a forerunner that may, soon be able to grow into a fetus.

“I can't let all this. I can't!” his mouthpiece, with a trembling voice restrained the emotions, like a possessed person.

Anggreya set foot long to get out of the room. However, as soon as he opened the door, suddenly, his omnya was standing right in front of him with a face full of question marks.

“Om Rama," he said, surprised.

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