The Regret of the Wife
Bejad Man

After closing the door, Lia felt that someone was monitoring her movements. Lia is suspicious as she checks out of the house by stealth someone enters without her knowledge.

Lia was flabbergasted to see a figure passing in front of her as she looked back . I don't know who, but clearly it looks like a man. With courage, Lia followed the figure. Previously, he picked up a long-stemmed object that was often used by housewives to clean the floor from garbage.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. Protect me, O God." Said Lia before she continued the search for the male figure she suspected wanted to do evil to him.

Slowly but surely. He passed through the middle room while on his tiptoes so as not to be caught by the figure of the man. He was eager to catch what he wanted to do in his house.

Again the man managed to hide and was reluctant to appear to Lia.

Feeling annoyed playing hide and seek continues. Finally Lia screamed to give the man a chance to show his true identity with a bluff to report it to the people if it does not appear as soon as possible.

From a distance, a man was hiding behind the door of one of the rooms and was watching Lia's movements. Somehow, so that the man was already behind Lia. Without even looking back, Lia was already within the man's control. The left hand of the man was used to hold Lia's mouth while the right hand he used to lock the movement of Lia's hand which tried to defend itself and release himself from the man's hand. However, the strength of a woman's energy cannot be compared with the strength of a man. What power, Lia was unable to defend herself. As a result, he could only cry in fear.

Inwardly he said, "O God, save me and my son."

"I should be able to get away from him."He murmured in his heart.

With all her might, Lia rebelled. The thing in his hand he used to hit the man. In an instant the position of control turned around this time the man was the one who was threatened.

"Well..." Lia was surprised. How could he not believe seeing the person who is now in front of him is Pak Ujang. Sister-in-law who is respected for her title as ustadz and the head of DKM mosque in her area can do this decade.

"Mr, it's been too much this time. What do you want and do you want from me?"

"Until you do something like this." Lia asked with a slight shout and pointed the broom she was holding towards the skinny tall man.

"Silent...Relax..." Said Mr. Ujang by giving a code not to shout with the position of his index finger flanking his mouth to form the number one.

"NO, I will not be calm before you give an explanation for all this after that I ask that you can leave this house immediately." Lia said her breath was hunting her emotions were rising.

"Sir, I mean nothing. You just want to accompany Lia who is alone in this house. Especially tonight is so cold. It is." Said Mr. Ujang and blinked one eye. As if teasing Lia. But, Lia was not tempted in the slightest even she felt disgusted by the words of her sister-in-law. It was as if he was being harassed, even if it was just in the form of speech.

"Father think I'm a woman huh..."

"Originally you know, even though this cold night is lonely and alone for me personally it's okay. I'm not the cheap woman you think I am."

"Basic, don't know shame. What kind of thoughts that penetrated the soul of the father until the father thought that I was a senista woman. And again, you should remember that this father is the most respected person in this area. In addition to the head of the DKM, he is also an ustadz. Want to be placed where the self-esteem of the father as a respected and respected if the behavior of the father like this. I think that father was alim. It's really dilapidated." Obviously Lia was booing.

Hearing the spicy words issued by Lia made Pak Ujang a little upset and angry. Without any more ba bi bu, Pak Ujang approached Lia who was still in an attacking position. It didn't take long for Lia to be back in a threatened position. The broomstick he used as a stick to hit the man has now fallen and is no longer in his grasp. Now Lia was pushed into an empty room next to the contest room where Agus and Lia combined love.

"Please... Pl-please... Hicks..." Lia tried to ask for help but her words were blocked. Pak Ujang's hand had already smothered Lia's mouth.

Lia's body was now on an old bed. This time Lia was unable to rebel because, her body was overpowered by the old man's body. Although he was old but his energy and energy were still as strong as that of a young man. Lia could only cry, her tears were now coming out overflowing from her eyeballs. He felt afraid. His body suddenly trembled. Especially when the tall man took off his clothes. One by one the buttons of his clothes he took off and witnessed directly by Lia.

"Oh God how is this. What should I do. Please help your servant." A series of prayers engrave the heart.

"You, don't be afraid Lia. You're gonna have fun tonight."

Lia could only shake her head. Giving the man a code not to do his stunt. Lia gave a pitiful look so that the man could pity her. However, Mr. Ujang did not care about it he continued to do the action.