Mertua Yang Jahat Novels & Stories

What kind of hatred made two people who were about to be buried in the yellow soil so disregarded of their dignity? Uma said again, "I won't have a good death? How could I not have a good death? I have never harmed anyone in my life. Unlike you, who is wicked and secretly replaced my son, and even made me raise your daughter. In the end, you treated my son so poorly... The one who deserves punishment is you."

Liza reached across the table squeazing her hands with a bright smile covering her mouth. Ulayah dreaded this shit, but she'd do it for her girl. She'd get drunk as fuck and that way she knew she'd be able to deal with those beasts of men that seem to always gravitate towards her and she absolutely detested those big hairy critters that walked around like all women wanted them. A bunch of self righteous bastards that thought the world revolved around them. Ulayah had good reason to feel so bitter against them since she'd seen the devastation they could cause and she simply had no use for such brute animals.