
Reyhan and Irene headed home. In the car both of them just kept quiet without saying a word.
Irene was too awkward to open the conversation because of her brash actions earlier, as well as Reyhan who only occasionally glanced at Irene and refocused on driving.
"Sorry." muttered Irene who was half whispering.
"Sorry for what?" ask Reyhan.
"That was it." said Irene hesitantly explaining because she was too embarrassed.
Reyhan was immediately holding his left cheek which for him is still felt until now.
"Maybe I don't have to wash my face for a week" Reyhan said.
Irene widened her eyes and then took the tissue on the dashboard of the car and rubbed it rough.
"Hey what are you doing" Reyhan said in surprise.
"Stop to remember that" Irene said as she threw the rest of the tissue out the window.
Reyhan also chuckled and wanted to tease his wife more. Seeing the tinge of Irene's face for holding back the embarrassment made Reyhan a little opium.
"It's.." said Reyhan pointing back at his left cheek .
Irene took a tissue back to wipe her husband's cheek.
"Not that, but do it again like the one in the backyard" Reyhan teased.
Irene hit Reyhan's arm when she heard her husband's words. Irene's face turned red and it made Reyhan's laughter break even more.
Something new for Reyhan. The woman beside him who is able to make his life more colorful, maybe it can be admitted if his sister-in-law is his first love, he said, but the girl he was with right now was the one who was able to make Reyhan a different figure.
Now Reyhan's cold figure has been buried after the figure of Irene who is always at his side.
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Reyhan was cleaning himself under the shower that soaked his body. Sometimes he rubbed his burly body and wet hair.
His activity stopped when the man remembered the incident. Where he got some information about Irene.
"What should I do after this" Reyhan muttered slightly puzzled.
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Elsewhere, the old man with glasses perched in his nose was staring at the door.
Shortly after, the door opened. Showing the figure of a man who is his own son is walking a little staggering.
The view was of course almost every day seen. His son often came home with a pungent smell of alcohol from his mouth.
The figure had never touched the illicit drink in the slightest. And now, his son became an alcoholic just because of his past mistakes.
"Where have you been?" the old man asked a little coldly.
"Aryan!! until when do you keep doing this? your current behavior is only damaging to yourself" Surya said to his only son.
"Papa made me like this! papa has ruined my life" Arya said.
"If papa didn't have another woman out there, maybe I wouldn't be like this pa. I may have lived happily with the woman I loved. Papa doesn't know what it's like to love someone we can't love" Arya said at length with reddened eyes.
The man got up from his seat and was about to head to his room. But just a few steps, Arya turned her body while looking at the papa.
"Papa not only broke my heart, but he also broke my heart in heaven" said Arya who returned to step foot.
Surya took off his glasses, massaging his already wrinkled forehead. All the sins he committed in the past are now his dependents in old age. Unknowingly he had hurt his son.
"Pardon papa, somehow papa way to atone for all of papa's sins" he murmured.
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Arya threw herself down while staring at the ceiling of the house. A single tear fell down in the corner of his eye. He knew if this feeling wasn't right, he knew it was all wrong. But why are all the sweet memories of the girl always spinning in her brain.
"You know what's most difficult for me, refraining from loving you anymore, accepting the fact that you're the son of a papa mistress" said Arya staring at a portrait that was in reply not far from her bed. Portraits of the girl he knew were always cheerful.
"I'm sorry that I had to hurt you" she said slowly.
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"He's a papa's son" Surya said, showing Arya a picture.
At first Arya was furious at her papa for having been in a relationship with another woman. But when he found out that his papa's affair was gone and left a daughter in an orphanage, Arya could not bear to hear all that and told the father to bring his sister home.
But when Surya came to the orphanage, he was faced with the fact that his little girl had been adopted by someone else. Surya also begged to ask for the address of the adopter, because he felt sorry for the orphanage to give the address.
When right in front of a house that matches the address listed on the paper in his hand, Surya also get the bitter reality again that the house was confiscated.
As a result, Surya went home empty-handed. Seeing the look on his father's face looked sad, Arya also promised when he grew up he would help the father to find his sister.
Until fate says otherwise, Arya is in love with a girl and even plans to marry the girl, but she is faced with the fact that the girl is her sister, the biological child of her father.
If Irene knew all this, of course, the girl would also feel hurt. For Arya enough herself who feels bitter that destiny is against their love.
Arya also put up an idea to create a scenario by hurting Irene. The man asks for help from his friend's wife who is pregnant young only to provoke Irene's anger and consider himself a jerk. And the man's wish was fulfilled.
As a result until now, Arya just keep Irene from a distance. Even Arya asked for her papa to lock the meeting stating that the girl was her flesh blood.
One thing that Arya was worried about, Irene's mental state would be compromised if she knew everything.
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