Rain Blanketed Clouds

Turning the Facts

After being calm for a while, Arika was brought home by the clouds. Although several times the woman refused to inter, but Awan still insisted to take her home. He didn't want anything to happen to Arika. The two were unconscious when talking in the front car of Arika's yard, a pair of eyes were staring at the car.

“I go home first. Thank you so much for the ride.” Arika got out of the car without saying anything more. He was uncomfortable lingering in the car with another man.

The clouds stared at Arika's departure. Until the gaze of his eyes ended in the steps of Arika who stopped when faced with a man who was none other than the husband.

“They don't seem to be doing well.” mumbled Awan who could interpret how Arika stepped in leaving her husband just like that.

The car turned around to get back out of the yard, but accidentally Clouds saw the woman coming out clearly it was not Arika.

“Women? Who is he?” his question is on his own series.

The clouds looked at the figure of the woman who was twitching spoiled in the man's arm. Even Prawira calmly held the woman's hand into the house.

Aware the Cloud was not a person in that house who had no rights at all. He's just a stranger who can't interfere.

“Please Arika. Turns out this is the problem.” he did not think out. Maybe if he knew all the truth, the Clouds would be shocked.

The only woman he saw had suddenly dizzy. Especially with other women in Prawira's life.

Something different happens inside the house.

“Lisa, what the hell is this? Why is my room a mess like this?” Arika who was about to rest when she arrived in the room was surprised by the disheveled room. Bed linen is messy and some snacks are also messy on the nightstand.

Arika went out looking for the servant she thought was the mastermind. Because the last time he knew Lisa took her nightgown.

“Iya, Mistress. What's up?” Lisa came with her head lowered like a very obedient servant.

“What happened? Look at my room is a mess. And your face why?” ask Arika.

Lisa wasted no chance to complain. “The woman forced to sleep in this room, Madam. I have banned it. But I was in the claws and in a slap like this. But, when Mister came he instead acted as if I was the one doing it all and Mister so drove me out of the room.”

Arika never thought to hear his servant's complaint. Ketty is totally outrageous.

Arika came out with an angry face. He intended to approach the husband who actually defended the woman.

“What the fuck, Wira?” ask him without a stale base. Arika's eye bead stared intently at Ketty's figure who showed a sad face when clearly there was no injury on her face.

“Arika, let's take a break.” Prawira with a face without sin actually invited the wife to the room. Immediately Arika threw rough hands of the husband.

“Stop, Wir. Rest said? Rest where? In this dirty ex-girl's room?” Arika's eyes so reflected anger.

Instead of apologizing, Prawira let out a rough sigh and massaged her head.

“The servant is not worthy of your trust. We'd better fire Lisa.” With ease Prawira said.

I swear by anything Arika never thought could marry a man like this. Arika's head is off no longer knowing what kind of man the husband is.

“Why does Lisa want to be fired? Why isn't that woman the only one out of this house?” Show Arika's hand on Ketty.

“Arika, she's not so healthy yet. His body still hurts.” Not sympathetic, Arika just chuckled at the words of the husband.