FORCED TO BE TARNISHED
Problems Come in Tubes

Chapter 5

(PoV Reren)

The Rhico issue has not been resolved, while the work in the office has been urgent to be completed. Although Ocha is the leader, but also has a great responsibility. Starting from the leader, newly imitated by subordinates and employees.

Rhico's health is starting to improve. Complaints in the stomach also decrease. His way of speaking is normal again, not like yesterday like people hit by a truck. It's not very clear what he said. Fortunately, the drugs consumed are expensive drugs.

The local police issued a letter to Gun and Ocha, saying that Rhico would soon be taken back into custody. After receiving a letter from a doctor stating that Rhico could be treated.

"Rhico, may you be healthy and do not be lazy to eat. For the sake of your health, multiply rest and calm the mind. Remember, pray." Herdian's doctor gave a message to his patient.

"Yes, doc. Thanks for your attention. May you also be given health, "reply Ocha.

The police took them to the police.

***

Ocha woke up at one in the morning. He found Gun not with him. Twelve o'clock is usually home. No word and message that his return is late to the house.

As a priest in the household, it is best to set an example for his children, in order to be a good person. Moreover, their families were abundant in treasures. If the wrong way, it will be wrong in managing finances. No, because everyone needs money.

The destruction of households began from the economic decline caused by women and fiddling. Even with Ocha, although not cheating, but his life is too excessive in buying expensive products.

Clothes, shoes, and even accessories make many people want to have it. Gun has a lot of money. Still giving some money through ATM transfer. Another with the income he got from his own office.

"Cha, open the door. Cha, "call Gun, knocking on the room divider.

Ocha didn't bully him. Once gave punishment to a husband who crept out of nowhere. Ocha doesn't want a bed tonight. Yes, so that Gun does not repeat his actions again.

"Cha, Cha .. book!" Gun's voice began to rise.

Because they feel noisy and disturbed, forced to open and open with a little slamming the door.

"Can you slow down, anyway? Ha?!" Gun looked angry at the unfavorable reception.

"Not fighting a war! I'm tired!" snarled Ocha, calling for attention.

"You should be serving your husband, not getting angry!"

They were fighting, arriving at dawn. Seems the dispute is getting runnyam. Ocha picked up a hard object, a former vase of flowers and was ready to be thrown at her husband, Gun.

"Ouch! Crazy you," chirped Gun holding his head hit by a vase.

"That's nothing compared to the pain of being cheated on, Mas," said Ocha to resuscitate.

"Well! Don't take care of yourself, dong. Once .... You were your husband's ladenin. Understand!"

Ocha threw a pillow at Gun. He went out to get a glass of water. Thirsty detained since an hour ago makes his throat dry. It was usually prepared by his assistant from before Maghrib. Maybe because Ocha came home at eight, so could not provide it because the locked room was taken.

The door was knocked down loudly. Slowly heard from outside. The knock came over like there was danger. Gun opened the door in a fit of annoyance mixed with fatigue.

"Sir, is this your daughter?" ask one of the residents while carrying Reren.

"We found him on a rather quiet street lying around. At first the one who found it wasn't the one here. Well, someone keeps reporting that they found a woman. Yeah, we ran there. There are still people who know, he said his son Pak Gun," obviously the man wearing a hat.

"The cha! Ocha!" gun shouted, so that the mother of his children came.

Reren's body was placed on the sofa. The men who were with the party, tried to resuscitate the girl by giving eucalyptus oil to the sense of smell. There was also water splashing on his face. Within ten minutes, the effort was finally successful. Reren woke up, but his body was limp, including his sight so empty.

Ocha who had just come, was irritating what she saw. He did not expect that his daughter could be like this. Indeed, it had been three days Reren had not met him.

Their home life is very free from attention and care. There is no such thing as looking, the most important thing is that Ocha and Gun are not distracted in managing their business. Money, money, and money. That's all in their minds.

"I think you should just go home. Thank you for helping our son and bringing him here" Gun told local residents.

"alright, Sir. Take care of your son, yes. Don't let it happen again" one of them replied. "I'm sorry." They greet Gun and Ocha, and then die a wealthy family.

After the citizens were not seen again, Gun scolded his wife with scathing words. There is no understanding in Reren which is still a thousand languages. Not even asking what happened.

"The cha! You're a mother. You should know where the kids are going! Not even like a tree forgot its fruit!" snapped Gun, his voice was quite strong and made noise all over the house.

"Kok, I keep being wronged. Oi! Listen, yeah. You're the papi, isn't that responsibility entirely from Mas? Ha?!" reply to his wife in a high tone.

"Based on a brash wife!" Gun floated his palm over Ocha's smooth, well-groomed cheeks.

"How come you slap me, Mas. Strand ...." Ocha was crying. They forgot Reren who needed more attention.

"Mi ... Pi ... pain ...," Reren lamented while holding his stomach.

Only then did Ocha realize that Reren was still weak beside them. She sat down on the sofa with her daughter, then gently stroked the hair she had born twenty years ago.

"What's the matter, son? Why is it like this?" Ocha looked at his daughter's face.

While Gun remained with his hands folded to his chest while looking at me at the ceiling of the room. He sat down to the sofa.

"I-I'm pregnant, Mi." Reren crying. "My car was taken away after my boyfriend found out I was like this. And I don't know what's going on anymore" she cried.

"What's? Pregnant?" Ocha turned her body in the other direction. Then she squeezed her hair, from front to back. "But why did the car run away with him? Been life threatened, cars are victims."

"Eat him, keep a close eye on your son. Don't like to come here as you please" said Gun.

"Kan, again I'm to blame. Huh!"

"Mi, I want to sleep" he said softly.

Ocha drove Reren into the room and let him sleep soundly. Then go back to his room to rest. Go back to sleep.

Gun keeps sliding the phone screen. Chat from some of his women piled up unread. Bianca, a married woman who is now close to him always fills the days with affectionate words to make Gun melt.

Syania and other women are also victims of seduction to be used as sexual needs Gun who no longer touch the body of his wife. From the outside, his inner needs are met. Not thinking about sin and sin. Most importantly satisfied because of the amount of money to pay them.

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