Love Taboo

Chapter 32. Refusing to Sleep Together

That night, after dinner, the weather seemed cloudy with lightning striking. There was not a single star or moon in sight, except for the strong wind that started slapping the faces of Fahri and Melia who were walking towards the parking area to go home.

Melia's heart was pounding violently, feeling scared and uncomfortable. Now he is accused, and that makes him even more anxious.

Highlight Fahri's sharp eyes, which Melia had always longed for, now turned into a look of hatred after Erlan's actions. I don't know what Fahri planned, and what made him marry Melia. Now the girl started to find out the reason.

"Why look at me like that?" asked Fahri while starting the engine of his car.

"Just curious, how can you not trust your own wife" Melia said with a bitter smile, then turned her gaze outward.

Soon, the drizzle came down, the speckling felt sad and evoked memories of all his togetherness with Mr. Haris, his biological father in his former life. Without feeling, clear circles begin to fall in spray. He is very upset at Fahri who never gives a definite answer every time he questions about the reason why the young man married Melia.

In fact, on the way home, the two did not talk to each other. The atmosphere was silent, as if love without life.

After twenty minutes passed, the black painted luxury car driven by Fahri was perfectly parked in the courtyard of the Pak Bimo family villa. Erlan was sitting alone on the terrace of the villa. From the water on his face, the young man looked glum.

Then, suddenly he stepped nimbly towards Fahri who was walking hastily while holding Melia's hand. Deftly, the man spread out his hands trying to block.

"You know, the good name of the family is important! If it matters, divorce your wife now! Let me be in charge of marrying her," urged Erlan without shame. In fact, if there is something to blame him, Erlan is the young man who viciously forced Melia to gulp down a drink that made her unconscious that night.

THE PLAQUE! The palm of Fahri's hand landed quickly on Erlan's left cheek which resulted in his body being defeated by Fahri finally bounced and fell on the floor.

Erlan's forehead wrinkled, before long she stared intently at Fahri.

"You act like a victim! You're the culprit, Erlan! A cruel, humiliating, masked man full of scabs! Sooner or later, I will be able to prove all of your vices!" hissing Fahri in a high tone, made Melia hide behind him.

"Fahri, I no longer consider you brother! Anyway I've had enough of being looked at one eye all this time. Dad's sick, you don't care. Just busy maintaining the woman I've obviously corroborated! Looks like you forgot, if I have taken over the power of the company," Erlan threatened.

Fahri smiled bitterly.

"Keep him out of my sight, before another scary thing happens!" fahri orders some of the villa's guards.

Now both of them were in the room, no matter what Fahri thought, which was clear he always closed the door every time he entered with his wife.

With her body still shaking, Melia tried to take a slow step towards the bathroom to wash her feet and hands after traveling. However, he had not had time to do that, Fahri actually caught his slender body and pressed him to the corner on the wall of the room.

"You still dare to put your heart on Erlan? Do you know how he behaves? Huh! Tell me, how far along are you two!" push Fahri with a high tone.

Melia was getting scared, even to raise her face she had to gather a myriad of courage.

"Not anymore, I haven't loved anyone since everything happened. Ever since Erlan tarnished the trust I gave her, and ever since you started doubting me as a wife. Moreover, you said our marriage was nothing more than status. Then I will do my duty, play my role as you wish. No more than a pretend wife" said Melia then ran and locked the bathroom door.

From behind the door, Fahri could hear how the sobbing was getting louder. Yep. The woman now spilled all her fret in her tears.

Meanwhile, Fahri, can only curse himself while closing his eyes.

Ten more minutes have passed. Melia had come out of the bathroom with a kimono-shaped towel, her hair was drenched, her eyes looked puffy, crying marks of course. He sat down and stayed on the sofa. Then Fahri changed clothes after cleaning himself. Melia was even stunned after noticing her husband coming back from the bathroom, and she even reflexively stood up as if to run. Perhaps the rest of the trauma is still there. Scaring her every time Fahri wants to get close to her.

"Let's go to bed!" bring Fahri.

"We should sleep apart from now on" said Melia, looking terrified.

"Any husband and wife will sleep together after marriage, Melia!"

"That if their marriage is a dream marriage, a marriage whose condition is fine, not forced, there is no catastrophe in it. But it's different from our condition."

Melia immediately picked up a blanket and arranged a pillow on the sofa. His eye pellets had now been flooded by the tears, even so, he was trying to look fine.

Even so, he accidentally clogged both his ears with a headset, then turned on the music from his phone loudly, and closed his eyes while ignoring Fahri. However, Melia's grief seems to be unable to hide. Tears continued to flow from the corner of his eyes nonstop, making Fahri even more agitated and feeling guilty as he sat down and leaned against his soft bed while staring at Melia.