[Note] A Perfect Marriage

How to Explain it

Love sits on the sofa in the middle room. The television in front of him, has played cigarette advertisements and safety devices for couples who are drunk in love. Ads that cannot be shown under ten o'clock at night. Several times the thirty-year-old woman let out a heavy sigh. His mind felt even more chaotic as he looked at his sleeping children. The incident they had just experienced, would definitely be so devastating.

Love rubbed his face in frustration. He looked back at the clock on the television. I don't know how many times he looked in that direction. From ten o'clock, until now it is almost one o'clock, but his sister has not also revealed the trunk of his nose. Love contacted the girl several times, but there was no answer. The mind of Love is really in turmoil and branching out now.

"Did she stay at Lala's house again? But why not tell me?" muttered Love who finally chose to go after her children.

He didn't know where to look for his brother. She also has neither Lala's number nor her sister's lover, as they are not so close. The woman forced herself to close her eyes with a feeling of uneasiness.

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Under the perfectly rounded moonlight, a man was sitting behind the wheel of his car. The man wearing a black suit with a messy look continued to stare at the two-story house that was right across the street. The glare of grief, which if anyone saw it would feel pity, and drowned in the pain of the look of his brown eyes.

The throne can only look at Love and her child from behind the white wall. He could only imagine the three who were asleep hugging each other lovingly. If only he could feel the warmth of the little family. Ah, I think he's dreaming too far.

He had no idea how his life problem could be this chaotic. He also did not know when this mess started. Was he worried about his feelings first? Was she framed by Bella in the villa? Or when she decided to marry Cinta while she was still with Bella? The breath that came out of the mouth of the Throne felt so heavy. His shoulders felt more and more pressed and his chest was crushed by a lump of stone.

If I knew it would be like this, would I have chosen not to marry Love? Or will I choose to leave Bella?

The man rubbed the rough rattling of his hair. He fell face down, drowning his face in the steering wheel of the car. The throne does not know how to unravel this tangled thread-like problem. All he knew, he used to only try to be loyal to the woman who had become his lover. Unwittingly it made the other woman who had always been by his side so devastated.

He is too blind to Bella's love and obsessed with being a loyal man. He did not want to be like his father who had betrayed him to make Laras' life suffer. However, again unwittingly, he instead voluntarily steered himself into the path his father was going through. Zain's life story repeated to him. And even worse, he realized his feelings after the woman left. After she gives up her love.

"How can I atone for my sin, Love? Please give me a hint. I love you, I swear I love you so much. Lord, please give me back my old love. Please return my cheerful and caring Love."

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Love stepped on the gontai, turning on the lights of every room of his sister's house. The sun had not yet perfectly appeared, but the woman had already awakened due to her unsettled feelings.

He stepped closer to his sister's room. "Na? Nana?"

Several times he knocked on the door, but there was no reply from the owner. Love finally turned the silver-colored doorknob. The 4x4 meter room was still dark without the slightest light.

"He didn't come home?" ask Love to yourself.

He reached into the bag in his sleeping pajamas pants. Removing a favorite white flat object. Love begins to press the green button that is on the screen of an object called a cell phone.

"Hello, Na?" he said in a hurry and was a little relieved that he was finally able to contact his sister.

"You're not coming home, Na?"

"I went straight to the cafe, brother."

"Why? How come you're not ngabarin, anyway?"

"Sorry, Brother. Nana's phone last night in the bag, it's not heard if you're on the phone" Nana said from across the phone.

"You're really okay, aren't you? Your voice is like crying. Did Alex go abroad?"

"So, Brother. He left at two o'clock."

Love is just ooh ria while nodding. Her sister may be sad and do not want to be disturbed because she has to part with her lover. Love soon moves into the kitchen after Nana turns off her phone. The girl really sounded uninspired.

"I must see it after meeting Aunt Laras later," muttered Cinta who was preparing breakfast for her children.

"Loh! Mama's children have grown up," said Cinta who immediately approached the twins to give a kiss good morning.

They nodded so cutely, making Love smile. He continued to watch his children one by one while serving breakfast. The Queen's eyes are still swollen. The king rested his head on the table.

"Mama, who was Om evil last night?" asked the King in a flat tone while looking straight at his rice plate.

The Eye of Love. She had not even prepared a proper explanation for her children about last night's incident. The woman thinned her lips, trying to string a sentence in her brain, before she threw it at the twins.

"Why did you cry yesterday, Mom? Was he naughty yesterday, huh? Mama keeps getting angry at her?" ask the Queen with her innocent face.

Not finished Love thinks of the answer to the King's question, now his Queen also came to ask questions that are no less difficult. Love scratches her cheeks softly that don't itch.

"How about ...." Love bit her lower lip. He hesitated to continue the words that had hung at the end of his lips.

"... If it's your father?"

"No way." The king answered quickly.

"Want to marry that grumpy om?" asked the Queen with a surprised expression.

"No–no. Not so–"

"But Miss said she had a new father after her mother remarried," the Queen said in response to a panicked response from her mother.

Love breathes heavily. How do I explain this to the kids? Will they understand if I tell them he's her real father? Surely they after that will ask about Rudi, then ask why I was with Rudi, then–lalu.aah! inner Love was so frustrated with the situation this morning.

"My Sweety, he's not a bad om. Om it's good, it's just he's a little ...."

"Crazy" said the King still with his flat expression.

"King, Son. You can't say ugly like that," the mother rebuked firmly but still friendly.

"The bottom of the King's mouth is rhinoceros, Mah. It's been dilakban aja."

The king turned his panted eyeballs hearing the thud from his twin sister.

"Easy-after. Today we have an appointment with Oma Laras, you remember, right?"

Both of them compactly turned towards Love with sparkling eyes.

"Robots!"

"Barbie!"

...Seriate.......

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Sorry, yes Bestiee can update. It's been busy today. See you soon. Lope lope sekebon for kaliaaan, My Shining Star.