The Love of the Culun

Expel Celine.

Adam looked at his Master, with a look of pity. Seeing the look of the handsome man's overcast face, made him believe that his young master harbored such a deep sadness.

"I'll help you, sir? I'm gonna try to ask Miss Ariana's best friend, Miss Bella, she might know, where Miss is right now."

With a small smile, he looked at his secretary. Hearing what Adam said to her, Zain got a breath of fresh air.

"Thank you Adam, I trust you with all this. And hopefully, Bella knows where Ariana is today."

"Okay sir, I'll call Miss Bella, and ask her to meet.

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The sun had completely scattered its rays, as the darkness slowly began to dim, hiding behind its light, the radiance of the morning sun.

The two feet stepped through the rows of stairs, to the floor and bring her home.

On the 2nd floor, Zain found the door to his aunt's room, which was slightly open. And intending to greet the woman, after yesterday's full day, she had not come face to face with her Aunt Celine at all.

"Could Aunt have woken up?" He murmured, by opening the door leaf widened.

And from a distance, the handsome man finds Celine, receiving a phone call from Diana, the mother of her former lover Clara Mahesa.

CONVERSATIONS.

"What about Clara, Lady Diana?"

"Until now, she's still crying. And I really hope that Zain will continue this engagement. And I ask you to persuade your niece, Miss Celine?"

The breath sounded heavy, coming out of the middle-aged woman's mouth, while listening to Diana's wishes, who asked her to persuade Zain, to want to resume this engagement, and she thought this was impossible.

"I'm sorry, Lady Diana. that's very unlikely. I was expecting Clarah to be my daughter-in-law. But how else, everything has been revealed. Zain knew the truth. And I was very surprised to find out, that it was the ex-lover from Clarah, who dismantled all of this."

"Isn't this all your idea, Miss Celine?! to set Ariana up with a man." With a tone that sounded annoyed, across there.

"Yes. These are all ideas from me. For I am not willing, the daughter of the levy to be the wife, of my nephew Zain. But how else, it all happened. So I asked, Lady Diana persuaded Clara to forget about Zain. Let's just say, Zain is not his match. And I'll find another woman, to be betrothed to her again."

Anger cannot be contained anymore, by the handsome businessman. When he heard, all the truth he just knew. And Zain did not step in, his own aunt was the brain behind the trap of Ariana.

Taking out a vase not far from her, and tossing it violently, made Celine so shocked.

PRAAKKS.

Celine instantly turned her face, the acidity of the rowdy voice. And how surprised the woman was, when she saw Zain in her room, who was looking at her with a gaze full of anger.

"Zayn..." He muttered with nervousness, and the look on his face turned pale.

"Zayn.." Say again.

"Good.., so it turns out the aunt of the man who planned all this, that I might divorce Ariana, because she's been totally betraying me."

"I.this.." By not continuing his sentence, due to the fear of the handsome businessman's gaze.

"Jawab I'm Aunt....! answer that...." Shouted Zain, as anger grew.

"Yes. It is the aunt who has planned all this. Because Bibi doesn't want to have a daughter-in-law like Ariana. And all this Auntie did, because Auntie loved you so much, " With a shout, as she answered her nephew's words.

"Done with me.." By raising, the corner of his lips.

If you love me, you can't do this to me. Just so you know, Auntie? I was so hurt that I saw Ariana sleeping with another man. Because at that time, I thought he was really having an affair. And do you not have the slightest pity on her, when I divorced her, Ariana was pregnant with my child," With a look of anger, and tucked into a great disappointment in the woman's lungs.

"Auntie knows, Aunt was wrong. But Auntie did all this, just for your own good, too. Aunty doesn't want you to marry a woman we don't know her origins."

Laughter, instantly framed on that handsome face, upon hearing what her Aunt Celine had said.

"Auntie...Auntie.., you don't seem to be aware of what you're saying. Have you forgotten where you come from? until now, you didn't know who your real parents were. So what's the difference, you're with Ariana. It's the same" he said, with a scornful smile staring at Celine.

Tears just trickled down, upon hearing what Zain had just said to her. He did not step over the nephew he loved so much, would say such a painful thing to him.

"What do you mean, say it like that Zain? just because of that woman, can you say that to me, your own aunt? and have you forgotten that I have been taking care of you since your parents were gone" he said, with tears streaming down.

"Stop shedding tears, that shit is Auntie?! for I will not be broken, after I know all your rot. All this time I've been obeying, everything you've said. And I will never forget your services, which have been taking care of me since the departure of my parents. And if I hadn't thought about it, I might have killed you by now."

"What do you mean, say it like that Zain.." Shouted Celine.

"I'm asking you to get out of this house." His word, with a tone that sounded firm.

His gaze was instantly intense, staring at his nephew. That cry, it suddenly subsided, trying to digest what Zain had just said earlier.

"Exit..? so you're throwing Aunty out, Zain?" Ask, sure.

"Yes. Because your mistake was fatal. If you love me, there's no way you'll ruin my happiness."

"Don't Zain..?" Slowly shaking, when he heard what his nephew had said.

Auntie doesn't want to. Aunty won't, leave this house Zain? Auntie doesn't want to. Where should aunt go?" He said, with his cry.

"But you've gone too far! can you ruin my happiness..?" With the volume of sound, which is still rising.

He drew near to his nephew, and clasped his fingers, but was immediately pushed aside by Zain, violently.

And with tears in her eyes, Celine begged her niece.

"Auntie begs you Zain, Auntie please don't throw Auntie out. Aunty has no one in the world but you" With the whirling of the water, which continues to flow.