[Note] A Perfect Marriage

Wounds Should Not Bleed

"Tante, Bella brought a small gift to auntie" Bella said by holding out a paper bag on Laras.

Laras who was about to walk turned to look at the woman who was struggling spoiled to her son. His sharp gaze was fixed on the hand decorated with deep red nail polish that was on the upper arm of the Throne. Then Laras's view turned to the paper bag with the letter G logo.

"thank you. Just put it on the table, "Laras replied coldly and resumed his steps without even smiling.

While Zain had already waltzed away first, Love was still glued to his place. He scrunched his forehead looking at Laras' response. The middle-aged woman was indeed untouchable, but it was also not usually that arrogant to strangers. Love shook her little self-conscious. He does not want to interfere in their affairs. At least this is the only way that the feeling in his heart does not grow. The beautiful woman breezed following the two middle-aged people who were already prepared at the dining table.

Same with the Throne. He was not completely confused by his mother's attitude. It was eager for him to reprimand the arrogance shown by Laras. However, that was impossible for him to do now. At least he didn't want to make the atmosphere even more chaotic.

What really happened to mom? Didn't she look okay yesterday when I said I was bringing Bella here?

"Come, sweetie." The throne gently pulled Bella's hand leading her into the dining room.

Bella smiled gently at her lover, as if not to mind the attitude of the mother man with the look of the worried face. However, unbeknownst to the Throne his face became very cynical and seemed ready to pounce on his prey. His sharp eyes turned to the back of Love which was exactly a few steps before him. The eyes of the ornate softlens narrowed and his left hand clasped tightly.

You must be the real woman told by the Throne. Just look at the reason her mom doesn't like me because of you. I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life, Bella.

The Mahardika family dinner and the two young women were shrouded in awkwardness. Especially for a love that is like a stranger there. The tail of his eyes several times glanced towards the Throne and Laras alternated. His heart rumbled to see the affection presented before his eyes. They seemed to be unconcerned about this unfavorable atmosphere. Love closes its eyes, takes a deep breath. Trying to suppress his selfishness and feelings.

The appetiteless barrel glanced cynically at the two people before him.

Basic j*lang, how can you mess with my son here and kiss another guy out there.

The middle-aged woman's jaw was hardened. He clasped the spoon in his hand tightly as if he wanted to break the flat object right then and there. The current heart rate is like an athlete doing a race.

"It's late, I feel so tired. I'm going to go to the room first." Laras wiped his mouth and hurried away without waiting for the Throne's reply.

Zain raised his eyebrows to see Laras who just left in annoyance. And with his leisure as if undisturbed in the least, he resumed his dinner.

"If it's over you'd better get her home soon, it's night. Your mother was tired from all day preparing dinner with Love. I have a job to do immediately" he said and walked away.

The confusion of the Throne is becoming. The meeting between her boyfriend and her parents did not go according to plan. He should have talked to them today about the proposal, but it was the opposite. None of the two would respond to her and Bella.

"Tahta, I'll go home first, yeah. Once again, congratulations to both of you, you are also very beautiful." Love tried to smile sincerely at both of them before finally leaving the couple who were confused.

The Throne gazed pushyly at Love that began to disappear behind the walls of the separation room. There was a strange feeling that tickled his heart as the woman who was already like a sister to him left with an unusual face.

"Tahta, what the hell is this?" exclaimed Bella who did not accept the attitude of the Throne family.

"I don't know either, they were fine yesterday. Maybe you're not feeling well, honey. Please understand them, yes," persuade the Throne by grasping Bella's fingers.

The oval-faced man gently stroked Bella's cheek. "I'll take you home first, okay? I'll try to talk to you tomorrow."

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