My Perfect Husband's

Chapter 4 Leaving the House

"Wow.." murmured Clara when she saw the mansion she was about to occupy.

"Do you like it ?" arya asked without looking at the girl.

Clara simply nodded and immediately carved out her sweetest smile for the man who was now standing beside her.

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"We just split up the room." said Arya suddenly, making the girl who walked after him stop instantly.

"Why ?" the question was slow but could still be heard by Arya, she finally stopped her steps.

"You think ?" Arya asked back.

"I know it's hard, but we're not officially husband and wife" said Clara softly, afraid that the man would misunderstand her words.

Arya seemed to think for a moment before she finally nodded "Alright, then this will be our room" he said later pointing at a room that was right in front of her.

"I'll take a shower first." Arya said after they finished cleaning each other's items, while Clara just nodded in response. The girl looked tired with sweat already pouring down her temple.

"Ahhh.. is very tired." he muttered while laying his body on the mattress by stretching out his hands.

After almost 15 minutes the bathroom door finally opened, looking Arya who now looks fresh with her casual clothes. He walked to the bed until he saw Clara who was now asleep there. There was peace on the girl's face as she fell asleep, slowly the girl's eyes opened as she felt something cold touch her cheeks.

"Sister Arya." he said seeing the man who was now touching his face, he felt something was running through his body, his heart racing faster than usual.

"Then I take a shower first" Clara said quickly and quickly passed from Arya's presence.

"Ahh.why am I like this." muttered Clara stroking her chest after reaching the bathroom. There was something he felt when he got a touch from Arya, the man who should be his sister-in-law

Never once did it cross her mind that it was the man who ended up being her husband. The memory of the girl returned to Andre, the man she loved very much with all her heart. But with the heart to leave him and it was the same as dropping his pride.

I'd better take a shower soon because this will be a new beginning for me, even if it's happy or sad I'll go through with Clara's inner sincerity.

Clara came out of the bathroom in a plain white t-shirt coupled with shorts above the knee. He slowly circled the door of the room down the stairs, looking for the figure of Arya whom he had not seen since.

Until his eyes were fixed on the figure who was now in the kitchen.

"Sit down." Arya ordered. Unceasingly stale Clara immediately sat down at the dining table while noticing Arya who was still busy with the frying pan.

Moments later the man walked towards the dining table with two special plates of fried rice in his hand.

"Sorry brother, this should be my duty." he felt guilty.

"It's okay, I can do it if there's time."

"Ahh. okay." Clara finally stopped talking, she enjoyed her dinner while occasionally glancing at the man who was now right in front of her.

He would definitely not be this ugly if only the man he was now with was Andre. But now everything is free. When remembering Andre's name made the girl hate herself.