Fugitive Woman

Drunken

Kalila was aghast at Darian's words. And those words kept ringing in his head. What does Darian mean? Will he marry Kalila soon? Just thinking about it made Kalila goosebumps again. The trauma of the past is still there and eliminating it is not an easy thing.

"Why have you been quiet since then, dear?" Darian asked confusedly looking at Kalila who seemed silent since returning from Alsace.

Kalila looked at Darian worriedly. Should he ask Darian about that? Or should Kalila just shut up? But because of her unbearable curiosity, Kalila decided to throw the question out of her mouth.

"May I ask you something, Ian?" Ask Kalila slowly.

Darian raised his head and looked at Kalila curiously.

"What do you want to ask?"

Kalila sighed softly.

"What did you say to that painter. What do you mean, Ian? Are you serious?" Repeat Kalila again.

Darian laughed a little. It was adorable to see Kalila look confused and misbehaved like this.

"You mean about me wanting to marry you?" Reply Darian.

Kalila nodded slowly.

"If you want to know if I seriously want to marry you, then the answer is yes. I really want to marry you, dear Kalyak. Because I've fallen in love so deeply with you. But for the time being, I will not force you to accept my proposal as soon as possible. You can give your answer when your heart is ready. I'll wait patiently for you, dear." Obviously Darian is affectionate.

Kalila watched every word that came out of the man's lips. Kalila swore for a moment that she felt touched and melted because of the sudden expression of feelings. If not for his revenge plan alone maybe he would have run to hug Darian and accept his proposal this time as well. But there were still so many question marks on Kalila's head. He could not be so rash going forward and certifying their relationship to something official.

"Are my words clear enough for you, dear?" Tanya Darian made Kalila wake up from her daydream.

Kalila nodded.

"I'm sorry, Ian. I can't give you the answer yet. But you want to wait for me until I'm ready, right?" Pinta Kalila with a gentle gaze.

Darian nodded. He then grabbed Kalila's hand and kissed her with a feeling of love.

"Of course, hon. Even when I'm old I'll be waiting for you."

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Kalila nudged the stinking Darian. He had too much to drink at the bar. How not? Darian gets a challenge from the bar owner to spend five liters of beer with a bet if Darian loses then Kalila must want to dance on stage.

"That's it, dear Ian. Its alright. I'll just dance for a while and get off. You don't have to harm yourself by drinking that much beer." Kalila tried to stop Darian.

But Darian looked at Kalila with a wounded look.

"You underestimated me, honey?" Reply Darian pretended to be offended.

Kalila was wrong. Really, challenging Darian alone was a huge mistake. Let alone making Darian gamble his own. What does the owner of this bar really want?

"It's not so, dear Ian. I'm just worried about you, Ian. Please just ignore them and we'll go home, okay?" Pinta Kalila.

But Darian ignored Kalila's request. He challenged the owner of the bar again, and the old man happily pulled out a beer in five very large glasses.

"You should be spending this in 30 minutes!" The old man was enthusiastic.

And Darian coped with it easily. His spirit flames were burning in that useless competition. After the whistle was blown, Darian immediately straightened up the glass after glass of beer nonstop. The cheers of other visitors filled the bar and were deafening. Kalila could only stare at Darian worriedly.

In the third glass, Darian's gulps began to slow down and his face turned red. Kalila was getting anxious to see Darian.

"Already, Ian. Please stop this and don't worry me." Kalila said.

Darian turned to look at Kalila with his eyes that looked cute. Alcohol had already begun to take over his consciousness and Darian was not even aware of it.

"It's okay, Kalila! Hick! I can! Hick! Spend all this! Hick!" Say Darian while hiccuping.

Kalila patted her cheek. He looked at Darian who was still gulping down his fourth glass with a lump.

"Gosh, Ian. You're acting like a teenager who just got a ID." Kalila Gerrutu.

"Why are you doing all this?" Kalila asked annoyed.

The man even blinked one eye while smiling ignorantly at Kalila.

"You'll thank me for this, son!" Excite happy.

And now this is Kalila and Darian. Kalila painstakingly beat Darian home from the bar to the hotel room. Fortunately, the hotel staff was happy to help Kalila to carry Darian. Finally after various struggles, Kalila managed to lay Darian on their mattress.

"Gosh, Ian. Don't you realize that you're twice my size?" Gerrutu Kalila while removing the tie and button Darian shirt.

The man's hand then grabbed Kalila's hand that was on her chest. He looked at Kalila with his beautiful eyes.

"Oh, it turns out Kalayak Darling. Ah, I love you so much Kalila! Even more than anyone! More than Hanna let alone Kinanti!" Darian exclaimed with a slurring tone.

Kalila looked at Darian as soon as she heard Kinanti's name mentioned. An idea in his head. Maybe he can get more information about what happened first. Darian was currently very drunk, so he would probably talk about everything without the slightest brake.

Kalila brought her body closer to Darian's chest. The man smiled slightly and stroked Kalila's head affectionately.

"Who's a Chinatown, dear Ian? How come I never heard you tell me about him?" Kalila said slowly.

Darian laughed a little.

"Ah, Kinnanti! You want to know about that village girl? She was my first wife, dear Kalila." Darian answered without hesitation.

Kalila was a little furious with the nickname that Darian pinned on Kinanti. But he hurriedly controlled his emotions again.

"Have you divorced her? Where's Kinanti now?" Ask Kalila again.

Darian laughed again. He was drunk and unaware of what he was saying.

"He's dead! That village girl is dead in prison!" Reply Darian while giggling.

"Jailed for what?" Kalila again. He is still trying to get as much information.

"Because he killed my parents, baby!" Plain Darian.

Then Darian fell silent. His eyes darted to the right and to the left as if afraid that someone would eavesdrop on him.

"But I'll tell you a secret, honey!" Said Darian while whispering into Kalila's ear.

Kalila's heart was racing. This was the information he was most waiting to get out of Darian's mouth.

"What secret?" Kalila fishing rod enthusiast.

"Hanna and I actually killed both my parents! Ahaha!" Darian said with a big laugh.

Kalila clenched her hands in annoyance. I think he really wants to punch this guy in front of him right now.

"But why did you do that, Ian? What's for?" Call Kalila again.

"To get rid of Kinanti, of course! The girl is pregnant and does not want to get rid of the baby! Then Hanna made that plan and boom! All my goals have been achieved! I can get rid of Kinanti and the baby at once! And I can take over all my parents' property!" Obviously Darian is full of spirit. His laughter rang out and sounded thunderous in every corner of the room.

Kalila crying. His anger was too great that all he could let out was a slow cry.

"But they're your parents, Ian. How can you do all this to them?" Kalila lirih.

Darian's laughter grew louder.

"Ah, Kalla. That's called sacrifice, my dear. Even if you play stock there are sacrifices to be made, right? They're not my real parents anyway. And they always threatened to confiscate my assets if I divorced that village girl! You stupid people!" Darian said again.

The flames of anger engulfed Kalila roundly. Really if he could kill Darian here. Now either. But Kalila wasn't that stupid. Darian's answer further solidifies his plan for revenge. And that revenge will start tomorrow.

Oh, Darian. Your nightmare is in sight now, dear.