[Note] A Perfect Marriage

The Painful Surprise

"Hello, Auntie?" greet a beautiful woman who just walked into the dining room.

"good night, Om." His gaze turned on the middle-aged man sitting at the end of the table. Zain who was the father of the Throne simply nodded expressionlessly.

Love took a seat right next to the handsome man who was sitting in front of the middle-aged woman. A bright, sweet smile she threw at the Throne and was greeted warmly by the white man.

"Nana's not coming, Ta?" asked Laras while serving her husband.

"Says a lot of work, Aunt. Nana's practice exam is soon."

"Oh yeah, he already wants third grade, yeah. Is your job well in school?" asked the middle-aged woman while picking up some side dishes in front of her.

"For a sweet-mouthed woman it will not be difficult to conquer the hearts of children, Mother," chirped the Throne beside her.

The woman floated a small pinch and landed freely on her waist. The throne squirmed a little and complained in pain and stared anxiously at the woman called Love.

"What look-look?" ketus Love looked at him bravely.

"Already, let's eat quickly," between Laras stopped the dispute between the two.

The atmosphere of the dining room became quiet afterwards. There was only the sound of the clanking of spoons colliding with ceramic plates every now and then.

The throne had almost finished its dinner ritual. But the brown eyes were suddenly directed at his father and mother alternately. He bit his lower lip and his eyeball became unsettled. He then placed the spoon with the fork crossed over it on the right side of the plate and wiped his mouth.

The throne inhaled greedily and let out slowly. He glanced at one by one the people who had also almost finished their food.

"Mom" he said slowly.

Laras directed his eyes at the Throne, the nervous looking man.

"I .. I want to introduce my lover to you guys," he continued, looking a little hesitant.

Instantly Love stopped his hand that was scooping the rice. The white food that was only a spoonful was splashed back into the plate when the hand took it off. The heart of love seems to stop beating right then and there. His thin lips were slightly opened and his tongue seemed to be a mute.

"Ke–lover?" his murmur was almost like a whisper with trembling lips.

"You have a lover? I've never seen you with a woman" asked Laras unconvinced and got a nod from his son.

"Sure, Mom. Our relationship has even been going on for two years" the Throne replied steadily.

Pause!

The heart of Love breaks for a moment. Now the heart that originally seemed to stop is beating unbecoming. The pain was like a slashed knife lodged in his chest. She wanted to scream that it wasn't true, but the truth was that it was real.

Two years? How could it possibly be? Who's the lady? What–What should I do now? inner Love while trying to stem her tears.

"Do you want to see him?" tanya Tahta looked at her father who was still busy eating his dinner regardless of their conversation.

"Father will not care about your good business as long as you can still work well, make the company grow, and do not damage the good name of father," Zain replied flatly.

"What family is she from?" continued Zain still without looking at his son.

"Almar Family. Bella Almar."

"Lumayan. His family is quite distinguished and the Almar family business is also quite large."

Smile on the thin lips of the Throne. He threw a glance at Laras and got a nod from the middle-aged woman. A smile that grew longer appeared. The day he had been waiting for these two years had finally come as well. The throne has tried its best to cover up the relationship of his love from anyone including his family so as not to arise problems. And this was the end, she could see a beautiful future with her heart.

Now the Throne turns its eyes to Love. The woman who was tightly gripping the dress underneath with both hands. Her pale face was covered by the makeup she was wearing, but even a faint look could be seen if her eyes were slightly reddened.

"Love." The snap of the Throne's finger resuscitated the woman.

"ah! Yes, se–happy, yes." Love forces itself to smile at the man she has loved for the past three years.

"Congratulations? You should come tomorrow."

"Ehm .. I try. Oh, yeah, I forgot I had to help Nana with her job. I promised to go home quickly," said Cinta suddenly carrying her bag. "Tante, Om, Love is good first, yes."

Rushing the beautiful woman stepped wide out of the room that felt like there was no air that could be inhaled. Slamming the door of her car, the tearful woman stepped on the accelerator of her car and sped at high speed through the streets of the Malaysian capital.

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