Between Love and Obsession

ACDO Chapter. 46

Chapters. 46

"Give me my rights as a husband tonight."

Areta gasps. His breathing seemed choked, stopped in his throat.

"What the fuck? Y-you can't do as good as your heart like this." Areta stiffened, not knowing what to do. He had trouble moving because Henry held his wrist, restrained it, locked his movements.

Henry's breath was hunting. There was a demanding turmoil of desire, which he could not simply quench. The more he resisted the demands of that desire, the stronger the turmoil. Until he loses his patience.

But unfortunately, Areta did not understand that. Even if Areta understands, Areta doesn't even care about it. Make his heart ache, a matchless grief.

"Areta, I know you're angry. I can understand that you're upset. But you shouldn't be upset with Angga you're venting on me. You should have thanked me. Because thanks to me, you know of Angga's affair. And not only that, I also just found out, Angga has long liked Mega. Before we even met." Henry said softly in the style of a drunk. Even occasional hiccups. Removing the unpleasant aroma of alcohol into Areta's nose, making Areta look away quickly.

Henry chuckled, staring at Areta. Seeing Areta turn her face unwilling to look at him like that actually made her heart sliced. The pain is the same as the pain he felt when he knew that Areta already had someone else. Even this pain is twice as painful. Accepting the fact that Areta couldn't possibly love him, it felt like she couldn't.

Actually there is pain felt by Areta when Henry said another reality about Angga, the cause of Angga changed drastically both the attitude and the treatment of her ex-husband was against her first. But as much as possible he endured the pain. Because everything has happened. If he had known long ago if there had been another woman whom Angga admired, perhaps the same attitude would have taken. It asks to separate.

Areta let out a long sigh to let down the pain as she suddenly felt the water droplets falling on her cheek. He turned his head, and was surprised to see the man who was holding him was crying. I don't know what he's dealing with.

However, there was a strange feeling that infiltrated Areta's heart when she saw the unusual sight. A kind of pity as well as concern and guilt chime unusually in his chest. For this was the first time he had seen Henry in a weakened state, as if helpless.

The man nodded, grimacing in his cries, his sobs were even restrained. Making Areta's feelings erratic, whack her heart for a moment. The feeling slowly began to change the way he looked at Henry.

"Areta, I love you sincerely from the bottom of my heart. I just don't know how I can have you. You already belong to someone else. I admit I was wrong to take advantage of your difficulties. But_" Henry hiccups, automatically the sentence stopped for a moment.

"I have no other way. If time could be turned back, I would love to go back to that time. Time when you were alone. I might muster up my courage to express my feelings for you. I don't care even if you reject me. Just so you know, harboring this feeling for so many years it feels really uncomfortable" Henry continued with his sad face.

"I admit I was wrong. I used a cruel way to get you. I've ruined your life, your household. For that, I_" Henry once again hiccups. He closed his eyes for a moment, because of the dizziness that struck.

Areta waited for the sentence that Henry was about to say with a sense of uncertainty. Henry's handsome face that looks chaotic somehow even looks alarming.

"I'm sorry, Areta. I'm really, really sorry about you. But, can't you just open a little bit of your heart for me? In this world there is nothing I wish for more than you, Areta. You're the one I want most." Henry's face looked even more miserable when he said the last sentence.

The sense of pity infiltrated quickly into the recesses of Areta's heart. He just did not expect in this world it turns out there are still types of men like Henry. The faithful love one woman so deeply. And to his surprise, the woman was herself.

One fact that should make Areta flattered. For being loved and adored by a man like Henry. The criteria of men who are almost perfect and coveted by many women.

For some reason this time Areta seemed reluctant to turn her face when Henry slowly eroded the distance, bringing her face closer while staring into Areta's eyes. The longer the closer. Areta's reflex closed her eyes. His heart seemed to accept. He did not resist or resist what Henry wanted to do.

"Geez, why is it like this?" murmured Areta grumbled while pushing Henry's body.

But he cursed himself. He almost lost his mind due to his feelings of pity. He almost let himself be touched if Henry was not attacked by sudden drowsiness.

...

In another place, on the same night.

Two sighs blended melodiously in the air, sounding to fill a five-star hotel room. On top of the soft bed of the hotel room, a woman was squirming her beautiful body over the athletic body of a man.

It has been almost an hour of the dispute creaked by the shrewd movements of the woman. Making a man under him finally cornered, giving up is no longer able to keep up with the woman. In the next second a long groan of the man was heard. As a sign that the man has first reached the peak of the pleasure of the heaven of the world. His breath was stung with the dew of sweat drenching his entire body.

"Why have you been getting worse lately, Ga?" Mega grumbled annoyed because his desire that had reached the crown was not channeled perfectly. He did not get the release he wanted. So he was upset, then down immediately from the top of Angga's body.

"I'm just sapping, my dear Mega. I did a lot of work in my office. We know, Mr. Henry is intensively expanding the market to abroad. It made my job so much more. Sorry, next time we do it again." Angga berkilah, did not accept Mega doubted his vitality in bed. In fact, he just doesn't want to. So quickly he stopped. The cause is Areta's shadow that always bothers her.

Later Angga seemed to be haunted by his guilt. Until Areta's shadow keeps on interrupting. Even his mind began to wander, imagining things that were not. His little heart seemed to feel unacceptable if Areta served Henry in bed. However, Areta was once his wife. And no denying there was a hint of jealousy infiltrating his heart.

"Are you serious or don't want to marry me?" Sounded asked from Mega who pitched demanding. Lying down beside Angga, he then put his arm in the man's stomach. Immersing the face in the recess of Angga's neck, putting on a sulky look of spoiled pretentious. Which even rewarded Angga with a kiss of love on his forehead.

"Of course I'm serious, baby. You don't have to worry. Hm?" angga persuaded.

Mega smiles complacently, tasting the cheek-friendly Angga. Then tighten the embrace.

"But, Ga. Once we get married, I don't want to stay at your mom's house. I want us to live in separate houses, just the two of us" said Mega.

"Can't, Mega. You know I have kids, right?"

"Yes, I know. There will be your mother. Let him stay with your mother. Just let your mother take care of all her needs. I can't. You know I'm a career woman. When I married you just to take care of your son."

The lady was surprised to hear it. "But, instead of you saying it yourself, once we get married you'll just focus on being a housewife?"

"That was. But now, I've changed my mind."

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