The Line of Destiny for Us

Chapter 1 - Three years of marriage

What do you think the word 'household' means'? Two people who love each other, give love, share joy and sorrow, and build happiness together.

What does it mean to have a real household? If true, then what did Beryl do all this time. From three years he had been married to a woman named Laras, he did not feel it at all.

A long breath was heard so clearly in the large and silent room, there was also the sound of boiling water and the smell of the cooking made by the man.

This morning Beryl woke up early as usual. Unlike the state of the household most, because it is always Beryl who prepares for breakfast and even dinner, not Laras as his wife.

The sound of an open door made Beryl aware, the man who was holding a pot on the dining table raised his gaze and smiled warmly at his wife. But Laras did not heed it at all.

"Breakfast first, I've made rib soup. You like that, don't you?" beryl asked, waiting for his wife to come over and eat with him.

Instead of agreeing to Beryl's call to breakfast, Laras threw away his gaze with a sigh. Baras did not like to be treated like this, he did not want Beryl to try to get close and melt his heart. Because Laras doesn't love the man at all.

You may be confused as to why they got married if Laras didn't love Beryl. Of course, it was because of their parents' matchmaking.

"I love rib soup, but not anymore. From now on." Baras refused Beryl's invitation raw.

Leaving the man without saying goodbye, Beryl could only silently stare at the passing of his wife.

Indeed, this happens often.

All right, this morning Beryl's gonna have her own breakfast as usual. Sometimes Laras agrees and eats, but more rejects him.

This kind of atmosphere has become commonplace for Beryl. He had a family, but he was always alone and could not feel what it meant to be married. They also had separate rooms and the first to make such a deal was the Baras.

Standing looking forward, Beryl looked at a large painting given by her parents that she displayed in the living room. Slowly the corner of the lips created a smile that made his face even more handsome.

Beryl always felt calm every time she looked at the painting, as if there was magic that sucked all the sadness she suffered and entered the beautiful painting. Beryl's eyes moved to the bottom corner of the painting, staring at the emblem of the painter's name that looked very beautiful.

The time that continued to pass resuscitated the man. Beryl did not linger at home, she immediately left for her workplace.

Speaking of his work, Beryl is the CEO of one of the big companies in Jakarta engaged in golf. A place that is always visited and famous for the people.

Beryl was born into an upper-class family, and so was Laras. They never have any trouble getting something.

One thing that Beryl is so hard to get, is the happiness of a couple. Beryl wants to feel what love really is like, she wants to receive feelings from a woman she loves.

Will he get that?

"Basic doesn't know himself. Laras should be lucky to marry you, because you are an educated, kind, rich, and handsome man. Less what are you? Why does he keep acting the way he wants?!" The poisons came out of the mouth of Rayan, Beryl's childhood friend.

Beryl stared blankly at the puff of smoke coming out of her coffee cup. The man smiled faintly after hearing Rayan's words, then sipped his coffee carefully so that his tongue was not hurt.

"Why didn't you tell your family about Laras's actual behavior?" Beryl's body fell silent as the question Rayan asked her.

"I can't. Moreover, Mom is sick now, I don't want to worry her," replied Beryl.

Rayan ruffled her hair in frustration, why was Beryl so stupid about romance. But she has never dated, let alone married.

"Ryl, Laras doesn't love you. He's got a mistress and always plays behind your back. And you just shut up?! Until when do you keep a jerk like him?!" Rayan yelled at her best friend out of anger.

"I know." Beryl's eyes looked pretty, and she didn't want this either.

"I will endure until the situation begins to improve. I have heart disease, Yan. I didn't want Mom's illness to get worse when I heard about the divorce. Especially if he knows that Laras has been having an affair and does not love me" replied Beryl, sounding relaxed even though he could not lie his heart was also hurt.

"Stupid you. Stupid." Rayan can only curse, he no longer understands the way of his best friend's mind. If he becomes Beryl, of course Rayan will immediately divorce Laras and beat up the man who had been his affair.

Recalling only one thing, Beryl opened her voice and said, "Omong-oh... What are you doing here? You said you wanted to say something, didn't you?" asked, Rayan turned her head and confirmed her sitting position.

There was something that Rayan wanted to say, the look on the man's face turned bright within seconds.

"I'm dating!" Clear and dense.

Beryl smiled at him, she was happy because Rayan finally dated for the first time after decades of wading her first married love away from her.

"I'm glad that someone likes you too. All right, then we'll have dinner tonight!" Beryl coded them for fun tonight.

But that was not what Rayan really wanted, the man returned to speaking after a moment of silence.

"I want you to come with me on a date, weekend now!" take Rayan, expect a lot.

Beryl.

"No! Crazy you?! Why am I coming! I don't want to be a mosquito among you" Beryl said, strongly disagreeing.

Rayan grabbed Beryl's arm and tugged at her. "Oh come on, I beg you. I beg! It's my first date and the woman I dated was the prettiest woman on campus, I couldn't come alone because I was so nervous!" Rayan begged, even he put on a face that made Beryl nauseous to see it.

"Detachable. Disgust!" Beryl pulled her arm and rubbed it against her pants.

"Nala says her friend will come too, so take it easy you're not a mosquito alone." Rayan insists on inviting Beryl to accompany her.

The man rubbed his face riled, although he refused a thousand times still Rayan would invite him tirelessly, Beryl knew very well the nature of this one friend. Instead for some time, Beryl finally agreed to Rayan's words so that this conversation quickly ended.

Meanwhile, Nala, who has been discussed by her new boyfriend across the street, is now in one of the cafes. While enjoying a cold matcha drink and music played there.

The sound of the cafe bells ringing, Pandagan Nala was directly aimed at the entrance. Found by someone she had been waiting for, Nala raised her hand and smiled at her best friend, Zeline.

"You shouldn't have invited this very busy friend of yours to come to the cafe" Zeline said, sitting down to join Nala.

Nala smiled. "I knew. And I don't like it when my best friend is busy" whined Nala, sounding anxious.

"I understand, be patient because your friend will soon be free from the busy world of work" said Zeline, and they gave each other laughter.

"Wait a minute." Zeline got up and went to the cashier to order a drink.

One drink that Zeline always ordered if she stopped by a cafe, especially if she did not order an iced latte that she liked very much from the beginning. After receiving his order, Zeline returned and sat down in front of Nala who was playing her phone.

"Is there anything you want to say? Why don't you just tell me on the phone?" asked Zeline, siphoning off her cold drink.

"I'm actually dating right now" Nala explained, Zeline immediately looked at her.

"Dating? Didn't you just break up with Aldo?" ask Zeline.

"Eih, don't talk about that jerk! I've found my real prince" he said, not liking talking about his exes, because all the men in his past were jerks.

Nala had never found someone who matched her, someone who always made her happy. Everything always ends up disappointing, Nala hope this is the last for her.

"So what's her family background? What's work?" zeline asked, looking like a mother interrogating her son.

"He's my college friend, besides he's also a businessman. He was also born into a family. It suits me well and well-established beauty" replied Nala, flicking her fingers.

Zeline nodded with an exaggerated expression like in a movie. "I am calm then" he replied, and in the next minute the beautiful woman's face turned serious.

"You knew? As women, we have to put aside the word 'love' especially if we are getting married. The most important thing is his wealth and work, because love will grow with time. You should know that, Nala," Zeline said, patting Nala on the shoulder.

There was no response after a while, Nala shook her head because it felt that what Zeline said was not right in her opinion.

"If you want to marry and marry, I think the most important love. Why marry if there is no love? Precisely that treasures can be searched together, I prefer such a thing," the woman's correction, silenced Zeline.

"But I prefer money" quipped Zeline, and they both laughed.

"Zeline," call Nala.

"Hm." Zeline replied with a murmur because she was drinking.

"Can you come with me on a weekend date?" Nala asked, the main purpose he called Zeline to meet each other was to invite his best friend to come with him.

Uhuk. Uhuk. Zeline choked on a drink when she heard Nala's words just now. This is very strange, because Nala even asked him to accompany her on a date. Zeline's ears turned red as she continued to cough, but fortunately her cough subsided as she returned to drinking.

"With you on a date? I'd better focus on my work because I'll be holding an exhibition soon!" firmly Zeline, which of course she rejected because this was a silly invitation.

Is it possible for Nala to indirectly insinuate because she is still single? If true, he's very evil.

"Please. I promise I'll buy some of your work at this year's fair!" Nala clasped Zeline's hand, hoping the woman would agree. But he was actually wrong.

"no need. Keep your money well because I don't need it." Zeline rejects Nala's invitation, after all, for what she is going with Nala who is going on a date.

If they walk together, then who are they with? Just imagining it makes it smell good on yourself.

"What do you want to buy? I'll buy whatever it costs!" Nala has not given up, she will try to get Zeline to come with her.

"I have a lot of money, Nala."

"I've been buying pizza for a week?"

"No, thank you. I'm on a diet."

"I'll do anything for you for a month. How's it?" It seemed that Zeline was somewhat interested in the offer because right now the woman was staring at Nala and smiling mischievously at her.

Nala shouldn't have said that.

"Okay, deal." Zeline accepts.

Whether to be happy or not, Nala did not know. He was happy because Zeline agreed to go with him, but on the other hand he doubted because Zeline could have asked for things from him. Because that woman is so nosy.

"You'll be my slave from now on, sweet boy." Zeline patted both of Nala's cheeks which were a bit chubby as they were adorable.

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The sky was already pitch black, Beryl kept looking at her phone out of concern because Laras had not been home since leaving this morning. There was only one message from the woman that was sent this afternoon and Laras asked the man not to wait for her as he was going home late.

Staring at the conditions out there through the window of his house, Beryl also occasionally saw his cellphone if his wife gave a message to him. It's almost midnight, but Laras hasn't shown himself at home yet.

Beryl's legs moved back and forth around the middle room, until finally her body immediately turned when she heard the sound of the door opening. Beryl ran quickly towards Laras who had just arrived, and it seemed that the woman was drunk right now.

"By the line." Beryl held the woman's body down for nearly falling over.

"Hey, wake up." Beryl's hand patted her cheek slowly, but the woman fainted. Inevitably Beryl held Laras and brought her into his room. If only he had regained consciousness, he would have been very angry that Beryl had touched him.

Putting the tiny body on a large bed, Beryl swiftly took off a pair of shoes worn by the woman and covered the body of Laras who was only wearing a mini dress with a warm blanket.

Beryl did not go straight from the room Laras, the man is now sitting there with his eyes fixed on the face of Laras reddened by drunk. Laras has a pretty face, Beryl admits it. Touching the cheek Baras with his big hand, Beryl slowly also stroked the surface of the face Laras very smooth.

This is the first time Beryl has touched his wife. Laras would be very angry if he found out, but it's lucky that the woman is unconscious now. Not wanting to lose this opportunity, Beryl moved closer to Laras. The man eroded the distance and reunited their lips for the first time.

Beryl kissed Laras' lips gently because she did not want the woman to wake up from her sleep. After that, Beryl smiled at his wife even though she did not get a reply from him.

Beryl did not understand how she felt, whether she really loved the woman or was just a compulsion because of their marital status.

Rise to his feet, Beryl's hand held by Laras. Surprised by this, Beryl was more concerned that Laras was conscious when he kissed her earlier.

"Don't go.." Laras muttered, but his eyes were still tightly closed.

"I love you, Jerome." The continuation of the words Laras made Beryl's body speechless. The man sighed, he knew that Laras only loved his lover.

In the end, he also understood his feelings. It seems that the second option of the two choices was more appropriate, because Beryl was not at all jealous or angry even though Laras mentioned the name of another man with him.

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