LOVE & VENGEANCE

Wife A Paper!

Dusk began to greet a pair of newlyweds who were asleep by hugging each other.

The orange rays hit Anshell's face and the man opened his eyes slowly.

The man smiled widely, then slowly raised his hand on which the wife was sleeping.

“Thank God, she has no fever,” Anshell murmured inwardly as the back of her hand swiftly landed quietly on her forehead.

Aretha was vomiting and afraid of getting sick even though the wife's face was now pale, Anshell did not want it to happen. Aretha should stay healthy.

“I take a shower first, later I come back again, Re,” Anshell said as she pulled the blanket to cover Aretha's body to the chest limit.

Once again Anshell looked at Aretha's pale face before she entered the bathroom.

‘When can I be honest, Re. There is a word of your name in my heart. But—'

Anshell sharpened his gaze to look at Aretha even closer.

‘I can't just forget that incident, and that's what made me hate you even more leaving you with such a big grudge.

‘What a shadow it torments me, Re.’

‘That shadow always haunts me, how your parents killed my grandfather cruelly and also your mother who killed my sister by drowning made the anger that I had been dying to explode.

‘Not enough with my two loved ones dead, your parents almost made me lose both my parents. 

‘That's why I hate you so much when that painful shadow appears, Re. 

‘This heart is covered in grudges and always wants you to suffer, Re.’

‘I hate you, but I—'

The ringing of the phone with a loud tone made Aretha wake up. That's his butut phone that reads.

Aretha opened her eyes for a moment and closed them again. Aretha was still thinking who would contact her.

‘What is Agita? Or Dygta?’ aretha opened her eyes again.

The thing that was done before he picked up the thing that kept sounding, Aretha looked at the sky of the hotel room where she was while remembering where her bag was.

As she remembered, the bag was carried by Anshell and I don't know where the man put it. Hurry him down and take the blind cell phone.

A video call from an unknown number made Aretha pause for a moment.

“Kok not lifted?”

 Anshell had just come out from inside the bathroom wearing only a bathrobe.

Aretha only gulped looking at Anshell's fresh face and also the man's body that— was wet.

“Why look at it?” ask the man again.

Aretha held her breath, as Anshell sat beside her at a close distance.

 The smell of mint that had just hit her face also made Aretha hold her breath for a moment.

“Sini, let me pick up if you have any doubts,” Anshell said snatching the wife's butut phone.

On the slide the green button was to the side and the face of a man inside the cracked screen was shocked.

The man inside Aretha's butut phone looked surprised with glaring eyes.

“Wow... Really I was surprised by how you two look?”

Precisely not only the appearance, but also how the two people on the square screen were both confused.

But, if you see the two seem to get along and peaceful like this, the man who is none other than Jordan was happy to see it.

“Why should you be surprised like that, huh?”

Jordan took a breath before he spoke to Anshell and Aretha.

 “First, I was shocked when the number I contacted that received her husband directly.”

“What is your concern about your wife when who contacts her via video call?”

Anshell snorted softly as she stared dejectedly at the annoying face on the cracked screen.

“What did you call Aretha hah?”

“You've finished how many rounds?”

Jordan did not answer, but gave another question.

Anshell with a bathrobe and wet hair and one with a pale face even looking fresh out of bed, it was a sign of a good relationship.

“Ck! You're not answering back to asking.”

“Ah, why are you so fierce, anyway? Father if you are greedy rich gini because it is too possessive or ration in ranjjang kuang, hmm?” jordan's Goda was accompanied by laughter.

“Sial, lo, Jo. If I see you, I will make the same calculation later.”

“Ish, fear!” jordan replied with a frightened expression.

“Which Aretha is, I want to talk, Shell.”

Jordan asked his best friend to give his phone to the owner because the purpose he contacted Aretha because he wanted to talk instead of talking to his best friend who looked still angry.

Anshell gave the phone to Aretha.

Aretha's pale face was now clearly visible on the square screen making Jordan also anxious.

“You were tortured by Anshell to the fullest and your face was so pale, Tha?”

Aretha snorted softly listening to Jordan's question.

 “What is my friend who does not stop asking for rations until you are not given time to rest?” ask again, because the opponent was just silent and looked grunting.

“Your face is very pale, Tha.”

“Aan, it's not very clear to you. I want to enter angina because I did not bring a jacket so like gini.”

“Haish, why don't you bring a jacket.

“Times yes, your honeymoon even entered angina anyway, should be caught wind because the seeds Anshell,” joked Jordan.

“Not funny!” aretha replied, annoyed.

“Do not hurt, Tha. Not cool if your honeymoon that has been scheduled will go beautiful places in Labuan Bajo when you are sick.”

“Let me take medicine!”

“But, I'm so worried about overdoing it with you.”

 The man had only forgotten when it was obvious he was insinuating a pair of newlyweds.

“And you left and one room with Prof Anshell Damarion Stone, Sp. Jp.

“Should not panic also if you are sick because Doctor Anshell will definitely take care of you and keep you healthy for the next three days,” said Jordan accompanied by laughter.

Anshell snorted softly while Aretha turned to look beside Anshell who looked annoyed.

“Oh, yes. What's the matter with you calling me, Jo?”

Yes, it is better to ask the man's purpose than to make some vague pleasantries.

“Ah—so forgotten right, I. Are you happy with your wedding present?”

“Oh—ya. I also forgot to thank you, Jo. Thank you very much although yes, I prefer to go back home.”

No matter whose house, if I'm honest Aretha would rather stay with Beby and his family.

Ah, speaking of her best friend, Dygta recounts whether or not she married Anshell.

Aretha did not see how the expression of Bebby who disagreed when the last time the woman heard that Anshell almost killed his own brother cool misunderstood.

“But I gave you some other gifts, surely you haven't opened it yet huh?”

Anshell carried Aretha to get out of the room and showed her some neatly arranged gifts on the sofa table.

Aretha glared at the sight of some gifts Jordan had given her.

“That's from me, from Kevin and also from someone who knows you.”

Aretha frowned.

“Who?”

“Ah, later you also know who that person is.

“Alright Aretha I just want to show you the wedding gift we gave once again congratulations on your wedding.”

“Thank you very much, Jo. Please tell that mysterious person and also Doctor Kevin.”

“OK, I'll tell you later. Take care of your health, Tha.”

Aretha just gave a slow nod and the call ended.

“You want to eat first or shower first?”

Ken came up with a food trolley right in front of the newlyweds sitting on a long sofa.

Aretha did not reply, the woman got up from her seat and walked towards the white curtain.

At the sliding of the door the sea angina also hit her pale face.

“Yes God is beautiful,” Aretha said as she closed her eyes for a moment.

 This was the most beautiful place where Aretha was currently.

“Then may know what the price of room rental is here?”

Aretha asked someone behind, without looking.

If the price is cheap he wants to rent it for himself let Anshell who is in this room alone.

“Ngapain you ask the rental price here huh?” Anshell exclaimed loudly, he already knew his wife's way of thinking.

Aretha took another breath of fresh air this afternoon.

“I just want to rent a room for myself.”

One eyebrow Anshell raised.

 “I want to separate the room with you. I have a little money to rent the cheapest room because I need tranquility.”

Anshell looked at Aretha furiously.

“Sorry, Mrs Stone. All the rooms here there is nothing left, all full rented by some people who are on vacation also in Labuan Bajo,” replied Ken, sprightly.

“Then excuse me, Ladies and Gentlemen. Order Master I have delivered all.”

Anshell nods knowing, he asks Ken to bring some clothes from the famous boutique.

Both Anshell and Aretha did not have much clothing for the next three days.

“Is there anything else you still need, Mr?” ask Ken, again.

“No, thank you. I'll call when need anything.”

“Good, Sir. Excuse me, and happy honeymoon, Mr and Mrs Stone,” Ken said as he resigned from the room.

Anshell swung her steps closer where Aretha stood on the guardrail of her room balcony.

Aretha was still at home staring straight at the beauty presented before her eyes.

Anshell wrapped her hands around Aretha's waist and carried the village girl into her arms.

Initially, Aretah had refused Anshell's warm embrace but, in a few seconds she finally relented and let Anshell hold her.

“Can we start all over again, Re? Is it just you and me?” whispered Anshell while both of them were staring straight ahead.

Aretha exhaled slowly.

 “Are you sure you can, An? Where does your heart still have that ten-year-old woman of yours?

“Not that you love him so much?” reply Aretha, hard.

He must realize all the sweet forms of Anshell, all of which are, FAKE.

Anshell did like this not only to want things and also to get one organ of his body.

“I'm sure you can make me fall in love with you again?”

Aretha turned her body to look at Anshell even closer.

“Is that?”

Anshell mangosteen, allow. Aretha pulled the corner of her lips to the side.

 “But, baby. I'm no longer interested in making you fall in love with me, An.”

Aretha took a breath, then smiled sweetly for her husband.

“Here, I'm just the wife of a piece of paper. As hard as I fought, I was just your contract wife. So—”