My Perfect Husband's

CHAPTER 3 Lara Heart Sheena

Arya opened her eyes trying to adjust the light of the lamp that was right above her, she glanced at the clock that had been perched on her wrist for a long time. Already showed at 18:30 when he was aghast from his sleep, he felt pain in his neck because he unconsciously fell asleep on the sofa.

"Ah.." he muttered considering why he could fall asleep there, he quickly looked for the existence of the girl who some time ago had been his wife.

"Wife." he muttered softly with a small smile that was hard to interpret etched into his face.

His eyes were fixed on the wide-open bathroom door, revealing a beautiful girl wrapped in sea-blue pajamas with knee-length trousers walking unsteadily towards him.

"Aren't you up ?" asked the girl raucously, still clearly visible eyes slightly swollen due to crying too long.

"Ehmmm." said Arya slowly, immediately got up from the sofa and passed to the bathroom. The dead Clara who looked at him in silence, the girl still felt guilty. If it wasn't for him urging Andre to marry her maybe none of this would have happened.

How his fate next, let alone his self who was not too close to the man. Clara is a little frustrated considering the figure of Arya who is so cold, plus they do not love each other.

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"I'll be moving out of this house soon Ma." Arya's decision made her stop eating, she looked at her eldest son as if he was being intimidated.

"Ahh.I mean I'll take Clara out of here. I also bought a house not far from the office" he explained, so that there was no misunderstanding between them.

"Well if that's your decision" said the mother and turned to look at her daughter-in-law "How dear, do you agree ?"

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At this time Clara is still silent in her dressing chair, she does not know what to do, seeing Arya who is now in bed while playing her mobile phone, sometimes she memijit her temple.

Drowsiness has attacked the girl, considering their marriage activities are quite draining. Unknowingly Clara yawned, making Arya turn to the origin of the voice.

"Sleep." said the man again focusing on his phone, the girl was wide-eyed. How could he sleep one bed with Arya, even though they are now legally a married couple but Clara still feels awkward.

"Just calm down, I won't touch you." said Arya coldly, then put the phone she had been holding onto her bedside table.

He slowly laid his body sideways, trying to turn his back to where Clara would sleep.

Like there was a needle that pierced the inner Clara heard her husband's words, was not for every newlyweds the first night was the most awaited thing to wait for, maybe every couple will not be able to sleep they will spend the night together.

But that's not the case for Arya and Clara, their marriage was just a mistake. There will be no more beautiful days for Clara after this, all seemed to disappear and go to the waves in the ocean.

Lord, if Arya is my soul mate whom you have destined for me, please allow my heart to accept all of this, Inner Clara before she finally falls asleep in her sleep.