Sharing Love - A Cold Husband

CHAPTER 4 ~ First Night ~

Allena kissed the back of the hand of the man she had just married. There was no happiness emanating from the look on the man's face. Even to stretch out his hand only the man was reluctant. But he had to do it. All just for the sake of display for their wedding documentation.

After that he did not care anymore about the event, disappearing inside his room. Allena looked at the woman sitting beside her mother-in-law. She was Frisca her husband's first wife.

The wedding ceremony is carried out with luxury but closed it only invites close family and friends. It was just my friend. Mahlika's. Zefran's friends were not invited by the man.

Mrs. Vina looked at her daughter who had officially married. Although Allena showed a happy face and often smiled at him. But a mother's premonition remains sharp. Vina felt that something was hidden by her only daughter. However, the gentle-hearted mother did not want to corner her daughter. He could only pray, hoping that his daughter would be fine.

Continue to advise his daughter to be an obedient and devoted wife to the husband. Allena hugged her mother tightly, sobbing on the old woman's shoulder. Mrs. Vina gently stroked her daughter's hair. The mother felt sadness in the tears of her beloved daughter.

Forgive me son, I'm like I sold you, Inner Vina.

The mother and son cried together, having been content to pour out the grief they could not express. Ms. Vina asked her daughter to go back to the room and wait for her husband.

"Mother..," said Allena hesitated.

"You have now become his wife, from now on cannot sleep with mother anymore. Be a good wife, be devoted and obey your husband. Don't forget to always pray for your father!" message from Vina.

Allena nodded then walked slowly away from the room her mother occupied. She took a quick look at her mother and went to her own room to wait for her husband.

Allena sat on the bed in the room set for her. The girl looked around the room. The room was filled with delicate, beautifully colored floral decorations.

Plus candles with a soothing aroma. And what makes Allena glued is a heart-shaped decoration composed of red rose petals on the bed.

Flower petals are scattered on the floor, tables and sofas. The bright yellow lighting gives the impression of warmth and romance of the bridal room.

Allena's smile faded, expecting a warm and romantic bridal night away from her expectations. The girl took a deep breath, a moment later Zefran entered the room. Allena misbehaved, the girl finally chose to stand bowed still by wearing her wedding dress.

Zefran sat on the chair with the classic carving while massaging the base of his nose. Sitting for a while and deciding to go out.

"I can't sleep here, I'm going back to my wife's room" he said.

Allena immediately sat down in front of her husband, raising her face to look at the cold-hearted man.

"Please stay here" Allena asked with teary eyes.

Zefran frowned.

"Whatdidyou say? How dare you set me up!" snapped Zefran with a sharp eye.

Allena's tears flowed, the girl realized what she was doing was very presumptuous. Given how Zefran treated himself. From their meeting at the Night Club to finally setting foot in this house, Allena received harsh treatment from Zefran.

Despite being treated like that, Allena was still able to survive. The girl would still survive without shedding a single tear. However, when it came to her mother's feelings, Allena was weak. Without realizing it, the girl's tears also dripped.

Since staying in the house, Allena's treatment was only bad treatment, degrading views, insults and mockery. But Allena just lowered her head, the girl just accepted, holding on for Ny's sake. Mahlika continues to support him.

Now the girl dared to look at her husband's face. Thinking of her mother's feelings, the girl's tears flowed. She begged her husband to stay in the room.

"Stay in this room until my mother comes home, don't let my mother grieve when she leaves me here" Allena pleaded.

"I don't care about your mother, how dare you rule me" Zefran said as he grabbed Allena's chin.

Zefran stared at that tear-filled face, eyes pleading sincerely to him.

"I will obey all your orders, provided you are willing to remain in this room until my mother returns home. I told my mother that you accepted me and were kind to me. I don't want my mother to get a bad impression of you and this marriage, if on the first night you've left this room" Allena said, still raising her face and looking at her husband's cold gaze.

Allena begged all of that for her mother's happiness. Allena did not want her mother to know Zefran's rejection of her because it was Allena asking Zefran to stay in the room with her.

The girl sat down in front of Zefran hoping that the man would grant his request. Seeing that cold-hearted man finally made a pact.

"Well, I'll stay here until your mother gets home, she won't know that I don't like you. But Mommy can't know that I didn't touch you either" Zefran said, still holding Allena's chin up.

Zefran looked at the crying face, Allena's tears were still flowing but not removing the girl's natural beauty. Zefran gulped his saliva then released the grip of his hand on Allena's chin violently.

The man stood up and pulled out the blanket to make the heart decorations scatter. Take the pillow and blanket and throw it on the sofa.

"You slept there. The sofa must be more comfortable than the bed in your house" said Zefran.

The man took off his suit, tie and a few buttons, pulled out his shirt from behind his pants and then laid himself on the bed with the remaining rose petals.

Allena obeyed, the girl tidied up her sleeping pillow and threw herself down. Every now and then the girl turned her back to Zefran's bed. The girl tried to close her eyes but opened again. Living in a foreign place always makes him unable to sleep immediately.

Although it had been a few days to stay in the luxurious house but the feeling of Allena still did not feel comfortable. There was always the feeling that the house was only temporary for him even though currently Allena had officially become the son-in-law in the house.

"Replace your dress there!" exclaim Zefran with a tinge.

Allena got up and sat on the sofa. The girl realized what she was doing had made Zefran feel troubled. Facing to the left side then facing to the right side. Making the dress make a disturbing sound.

"I didn't find my bag of clothes" Allena said still lowered her head.

"Where do you keep it?" ask Zefran loudly.

"In that room" Allena pointed to the double door in the room.

"Then go there, find and change your clothes. I don't like to hear it" Zefran said, then turned to face the other way.

"Nothing" said Allena.

"Oh my goodness" said Zefran immediately stood up and opened the door walk in closet.

Zefran walked to the center of the room that was made specifically for self-decorating activities and accommodating care and beauty products. 

Beautiful room decorated chandelier lights with crystal lamp ornaments. Coupled with an island closet that places a sofa in the middle of the room. Complete with all kinds of beauty and care products. However, there was not a single piece of clothing left.

The room system that is only enjoyed by the upper middle class people who have a modern lifestyle is supposed to provide a lot of clothing.

The man was stunned when he saw so much lingerie hanging neatly but not a single ordinary pajama.

Zefran finally decided to go to the bathroom and grabbed a towel kimono. The man throws it in Allena's face.

It was still tolerable than that see-through garment, inner Zefran.

The man continues his sleep, while Allena walks into a walk in closet to change her wedding dress. The girl looked at the room dominated by the mirror. Then hang her wedding dress on one of the hangers that is still empty.

Allena stared at her beautiful wedding dress, the girl smiled. His whole life had never dreamed of wearing such a beautiful dress. Allena chose to sit on the sofa in the middle of the room. Laying her body down while continuing to look at her wedding dress. His eyes were exhausted and then he fell asleep.

The next day Zefran awakens and does not find Allena on the sofa. The man looked in the bathroom but could not find it there. Zefran went inside the walk in closet and saw Allena asleep on the sofa of the room. Zefran looked at the woman he had just married yesterday from head to toe.

The girl who only wore a towel kimono had made Zefran's blood rustle when the knee-length kimono was exposed. Zefran hurriedly shifted his gaze and intended to pass from that place. But his steps stopped then turned around, his eyes staring at Allena's face.

Who is this woman? Where have I seen him? His face like I've seen before? inner Zefran.

Zefran the more interested he was in remembering it, the more curious he wanted to know who the girl was. Looking at the face is fixed from the eyes of the nose to the mouth. Suddenly he had lips so close to him. Lips that touch his cheeks. Zefran.

She...., she's the Club's waitress? She's the girl who fell on me in Luxury? Oh my God, why can that waitress? Why should I marry that shitty girl. My friends have even known him, shit.

The man walked back and forth in the room while occasionally staring at Allena.

Oh my goodness, Ronald's words came true? Aaahh. shit, Zefran's heart screams.

The man was even more upset when he remembered Ronald's words.

~~ Wow, dejavu, the incident of first meeting Frisca repeated again. It could be this wife too. ~~

The spontaneous speech was uttered Ronald when he saw Allena fell in Zefran's arms. It was also the words that made Zefran upset at the girl. The girl who was completely inappropriate compared to his wife, Frisca.

"Hey, wake! wakeup!" zefran shouted woke Allena.

The girl jerked up and immediately tidied up her towel kimono. Standing before Zefran with a confused face.

"What's up, sir?" ask Allena.

"You! You're a waitress in Luxury, aren't you? The waiter who fouled my suit with your cheap perfume?" zefran asked in an increasingly higher tone.

Allena looked at Zefran's eyes with teary eyes.

"Yes right, I'm a waiter at the Night Club" Allena said.

The girl imagines Zefran's demeanor, which will demean her even more after learning of her work at the Night Club.

"Geez, why are you willing to marry me? Is it because of money? You sold yourself for money? Do you know since meeting you, I've always felt unlucky" Zefran snapped.

"Yes, I married for money. I'm willing to marry someone who sucks, it's all because of money!" allena shouted with flowing tears.

Zefran was flabbergasted at Allena's words. The girl looked straight into the eyes of her husband, the man who had been hostile towards her since the first time they met.

"Master feels bad meeting me? Does the master know? That night was the saddest night of my life. I got insults and slaps from a drunken female guest. Not enough to get there, the woman stumbled on my leg to make me fall down," Allena said with a sharp eye but shed tears.

The girl wiped the tears violently.

"But the bad luck I regret the most is why I had to fall into the arms of a guy who sucks like you!" shout Allena.

Hearing that Zefran was angry, the man raised his hand to slap into Allena's face. Allena turned a blind eye, the events at the Night Club repeated. But this time no one will defend him.

Allena was getting ready to feel the heat of the slap on her cheek. However, Allena felt nothing. Allena opened her eyes. In front of her stood the man who had become her husband was staring cynically at her. I don't know what's on his mind. I don't know what reason he pulled out his slap

Allena wiped away the tears flowing profusely on that cheek with both of her palms. Waiting for the next hurtful speech that the man would throw at her. However, the man actually stepped back and walked away from the walk in closet.

"Sir, please ask where my clothes are. I can't go out in clothes like this" Allena said.

Zefran's steps came to a halt for a moment, revealing his slanted smile.

How dare he command me to seek his clothes, inner Zefran

The man flipped over, then stepped towards Allena. The girl was astonished by the way she looked at the man. Without realizing it Allena stepped back. Zefran is advancing, Allena is retreating.

Haah, not afraid of slapping but afraid of being approached, I like to see that look of fear of yours, inner Zefran.

Zefran went forward urging Allena, the girl moved backwards. Allena was confused to see the attitude of Zefran who continued to advance closer to him. His eyes grew bigger and showed a terrified expression.

Zefran became more and more, with a grin on his face the man continued to approach Allena. Until there was nowhere else to retreat, Allena stumbled over the armrest of the sofa, leaving the girl out of balance. Allena's reflex grabbed Zefran's shirt to defend but they just crashed onto the sofa.

Zefran fell on Allena, their eyes widened because of their fused lips.

...~ Connect ~...