[Note] A Perfect Marriage

Barbed Rose

Love sipped the tea from the white colored cup with a pushy look in the eye. As if there is no spirit to live in the two neutrals of beautiful women of proportional stature. He slowly placed the object made of ceramics, and his eyes went around sweeping the entire living room. Yeah, she's visiting her in-laws' house. The house that he usually came to with joy, now seemed to be a house that stored a million wounds.

"You've been waiting a long time, son?"

A barrel emerges from behind the room's dividing wall. As usual, the style of women who have aged it always looks elegant despite being at home all day. Because the afternoon was a little hot, Laras wore a short-sleeved knee-length dress with flowers. Her makeup also looks simple, but does not remove the elegant side of her, coupled with her short hair makes Laras look younger than her age.

"Not long, Mother." Thin smile etched on the face of ayu Love.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Emc ... Love wants to know about the development of Bella's supervision," said Love who seemed hesitant to look at her mother-in-law.

"Did he do something to you? Mother had been trying to spy on the j*lang woman for twenty-four hours, but she had not found any evidence of her affair at all. I'll have Zein teach you a lesson if that kid hurts you, love."

Love plays her fingers, tightly clenching her lips together. There was something he wanted to say, but a feeling of doubt suddenly burst into his heart.

"Say what's wrong?" asked Laras once again with a demanding look.

"The throne is filing a divorce petition. A week ago she gave me a divorce form."

Baras bought eyes to hear the answer Love. "How dare the boy," growled Laras.

Laras' face flushed red, even his eyes as if they could tear the enemy apart with just a single glance. He even tightened his jaw to the point of holding back the emotion that almost made him explode. Laras was completely inexhaustible with the change in his son's attitude. The throne used to be a submissive and loving child. How could the wolf girl control her only son.

"Then what do you think, Mother?" The question of Love made Laras reawaken from the clutches of embers in his heart.

Back Love can only nod resignedly with his smile. It felt really helpless to refuse the request of the woman who was like her own mother. He will continue to do so, even if he knows this is wrong. He knew there would be nothing to gain but pain and destruction, but he also realized, there was no other way to stop the Throne from marrying Bella than this way. There is no other way to get close to him than to comply with this risky request.

They eventually chose to mingle, recalling memories full of laughter. Until unconsciously time just passed. The sun has turned to its contest, and allowed the moon to reveal its rudimentary form.

Love directs the tip of her net to the clock attached to the wall. Time has shown at eight. The young woman and her mother-in-law who had just finished the dinner walked hand in hand towards the front room.

"Mother, Love go home first, yes," said Love and kissed Laras' hand gently.

"Be careful on the road, son. Remember to tell me if the kid did anything bad to you."

Love nodded slowly and threw her sweet smile. He stepped away from the mansion with a raging feeling. Love glanced at the brown envelope lying in the passenger seat.

What would the Throne do if I didn't hand over the dossier immediately? Is he going to force me and curse me again? What should I do, God? Do I have to take it out of my grasp? It hurts, it feels like I'm holding a rose stalk full of thorns.

Love stepped weakly down the hallway to her husband's apartment. The woman's steps felt heavy, reluctant to return to a place she could not call home. A place where even the air was suffocating his neck at all times. In a doldrums, he pressed the button to unlock the door. The eyes of Love had glanced at the clock attached to his hand, only eight o'clock past thirty minutes. It is not yet time for the Throne to return, he will usually go home if it is midnight, Love thought. Immediately the woman wearing the light blue dress opened the door as the key opened.

Just as Love stepped in, she was already greeted with a sight that made her eyes perfectly round. "You?"

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