
“What's up?”
Erka's grip on Ayleen's wrist tightened. He did not want to let go even though he was dealing with Ersa. Of jealousy? Sure oes. Ersa went on a rampage and shouted threateningly at him in front of the room which many believed could hear.
“Leen, are you okay?” Ersa researched Ayleen once the door lay perfectly.
“Ya, of course.” Erka took over the question addressed to the future wife.
Those round and red eyes signify stifled anger. As soon as Ersa does, the man can get to this point. A look down on Erka's hand checks on the girl she loves.
“Leen, if your business is done .. better go home.
Erka who understood the meaning of her sister's view immediately linked her fingers between Ayleen's wiggly fingers. He cheered in his heart as his movements were welcomed. The girl who will soon be his wife also clasped his hands tightly.
“I came home with Brother Erka, Kak.”
“Hmm. Ayleen and I still have a lot of work to do.” Erka added. The company's leader's views moved on Erick. The assistant who is believed to be the cause of Ersa's bullying.
“Rick, please have my secretary set up a schedule with the boutique and the ring shop. I'll look for wedding dresses and wedding rings.” Erka did not care about the jealous twinkle in Ersa's eyes. For him right now he is happy because he has the upper hand.
It is no secret, the nature of Erka's temperament later sticking out after the wedding. When we were not married to Cindy, everything was normal. However, in an instant Erka became a different figure.
The usually warm and loving household of newlyweds is different in their hands. Baku hits are inevitable and more terrible can happen almost every night. In addition, Erka does not talk much and Cindy rarely goes home.
Everything starts to change when Cindy's pregnancy begins to unfold, the couple get back together even though they don't look friendly. Now, Ersa was afraid that the same thing happened to Ayleen. If it were another woman, the young man could close his eyes, but not for his beloved sister.
“I'm sorry.” Ersa could not see the intimacy that Erka exhibited. Whether real or mirage, it still feels stifling. He was never ready even though he had equipped himself when Ayleen agreed to an arranged marriage.
No words came out of Erka's lips, the man chose to slam the door shut. The grip of the hand was released, the intimacy vanished.
“Kak, forgive me.” Ayleen repeated the same words. Not wanting the relationship to deteriorate, the girl chose to budge. After all, now is no longer a matter of winning or losing, but who has the courage to correct and apologize first.
He will marry Erka. Their relationship would be a mess if no one wanted to give up. A tough attitude cannot be countered by the same thing. Two rocks banged will only make a loud noise and end up crushed or nothing.
There are other ways that can be used to make everything safe and comfortable. Ayleen hoped that he could incarnate into water or air, eroding the hardness of Erka's heart in a gentle and invisible way.
“Already. Do not repeat again.” Erka's voice weakened, Cindy's letter was picked up. Unread, put back in the envelope and put in the back drawer.