Culun's Son-in-law's Secret

Culun's Son-in-law's Secret
Secrets of Culun's Son-in-law Chapter 18



"W...!" citra's screams sounded so bitter.


"I beg you, don't do that to me, I beg you, I beg you...!" The image again pleaded, but her husband Rifki paid no heed to her screams at all.


Cold sweat poured out profusely from Citra's forehead, even her entire outfit was already soaked with sweat, and her roar of breath hunted down as if what she had just experienced was completely real.


"It turns out I was just a dream," Inner Image.


Then he checked his hands and feet, which turned out to be not tied at all. Apparently the events of that night still imprint in the memory of Citra to bring it into the dream realm.


Yes, the incident where her husband Rifki took her crown by force.


When Citra was daydreaming about the dream she had just experienced, suddenly her bedroom door was knocked.


"Come in," Citra said from the inside, then she improved her appearance which seemed a little fussy.


Bi Ninik pushed the door of the room slowly, after he heard his Nonanya's request to enter.


"What's Bi?" ask Citra after seeing the figure of bi Ninik who is still standing in the doorway.


"That's Non, in front of the guests. And he said he wanted to meet Miss Citra," Bi Ninik said.


"Whose name is Bi" asked Citra.


Bi Ninik put his index finger on the forehead, and soon after the old woman finally remembered the name of the person who visited the villa.


"If Bibi does not hear wrong, his name is Angga Non," said Bi Ninik finally.


Citra fused her eyebrows together, when she heard the name Angga.


"Angga," then Citra set her eyes on the Wall Clock which turned out the clock was showing at eight o'clock in the night.


"Alright Bi, tell Angga, if soon I will meet him," Citra said.


"Well Non," replied Bi Ninik. Then he left the Citra room.


After Bi Ninik's departure, Citra rushed into the bathroom, then she flushed all over her body with warm water flowing from the Shower.


Not long after, finally Citra had finished cleaning herself, then she came out of the bathroom, then she put on her casual clothes.


After his appearance looked neat, then Citra came out of the room to meet Angga.


"Where is Bi?" ask Citra after she gets to the living room.


"There is on the front page Non," replied Bi Ninik. then the old woman resumed her work


Citra stepped her feet slowly towards the place told by Bi Ninik. However, after Citra reached the front page, instead she did not find the existence of Angga at all.


Then the image of the creeper looking for the existence of the whole corner Angga. But he didn't find anyone there.


"What the hell Bi Ninik, he said Angga was in the front yard, but I've been looking for him everywhere, but I did not see the existence of Angga," Citra said while holding her chest.


Then he looked straight ahead, enjoying the endless view of the expanse of the high seas.


The image exhaled a rough breath, recalling all the events he had experienced. And from now on Citra is determined, that she will not want to meet again with Rifki, whatever the reason.


"Yes, whatever the reason, I won't be willing to meet that barbaric man again" Inner Citra.


As Citra was thinking about the problem she was having, suddenly a hand landed covering her pair of neutrals.


The image held the hand, and he turned. And saw Angga smiling sweetly at him.


"Female, it turns out you're still here. I thought you had come home because you waited too long for my arrival" Citra said.


Angga responded to Citra's words with a smile, then he clasped Citra's hands with peerless tenderness, then the handsome man led Citra to sit on the chair available in that place.


"What is this? are you planning something?" tanya Citra was astonished by Angga's treatment of her.


Instead of answering Citra's question, the man put his index finger in front of Citra's lips.


Citra's heart was pounding even more, and for the first time she felt that there was a man other than Rifki who made her soul feel an incomparable vibration.


Yes, Citra feels as if it is stung by high voltage electricity. When Angga close his lips to the thin lips Citra.


However, soon after the image realized that he was not worthy of Angga, because he was no longer holy.


The image turned the face to the side, making Angga stop the action.


"Stop, don't do this to me, because I'm not a woman who deserves you, and there are still many women out there who are prettier and more perfect than me," image said then he threw his hand out of Angga's grasp.


Angga knitted his eyebrows together, when he heard Citra's words.


"Why indeed? isn't everyone entitled to be happy and I've had a long time of heart for you Cit, even since our first meeting I've promised myself that you'll be my life partner no matter what," angga.


The image mengelihkan tears, when hearing the speech of Angga. Although it cannot be denied that he also felt what Angga felt.


But Citra is aware, that she still officially bears the status of Rifki's wife. And what he's doing is so untrue.


Slowly, Citra shifted her sitting position, so that she was not too close to Angga.


Angga linked his eyebrows, when he saw the strange behavior of Citra, then he again asked what reason Citra could not relate to him.


The image looks at the bead of Angga's eyes, then he tells that he is actually still the wife of another person.


"W-what...!" said Angga stunned to hear Citra's speech. Even he felt like he was struck by lightning in broad daylight.


"No way," said Angga who still does not believe in Citra's speech just now. He thought Citra was making things up so that he could stay away from the life of Citra.


"You're lying, I know you didn't like my presence in the first place, so you left me alone when I took you to lunch at the Mall" Angga said, expressing disappointment at the time.


The image stood up from the chair, then he aligned his body with Angga.


Then Citra explained that it was the incident that took him on vacation to Bali, and his own goal was to calm the mind that was in turmoil. Even Citra again entrust his company to his best friend Robin. I want to stay in Bali forever.


Angga fell silent, then he permeated Citra's speech just now. He knew very well all this time that he knew Robin was the owner of the Pratama company. But behind came the image that admitted he was the owner of the company.