The Love of the Culun

Zain's anger

"What is the reason for Zain..? no wind, no rain, all of a sudden you end our relationship. And I don't think I'm doing anything next to you. Or betray our relationship." With a slightly high tone, venting his pity.

"You didn't do anything wrong to me at all. But I'm the one who wants to end this relationship."

Cintya still does not accept the decision that Zain gave. Moreover, the young woman had put hope, on the rich businessman, hoping that she could become the wife of the businessman later.

"Say. Is it because of that woman?? until you dare to decide on me."

"Women..?"

Little laugh, framed also with his cynical gaze.

"You don't pretend to know. I know, it must have been because of that woman, until you decided on me. And she's your ex-wife Ariana Mahesa, that fashion designer."

Exhaling for a moment, before answering a question from Cintya.

"With a heavy heart, I said yes. And ma.af." A face filled with guilt, as Zain spoke to the young girl.

Anger increasingly caressed himself Cintya, with what Zain just told her.

"Didn't you divorce her yet..?? but why do you want to go back with him now, Zain?? is it because now, she's become a famous fashion designer, so you want to get back to her. Or is it because of the child, if it is!! I can give it to you, and you don't have to go back to her?"

Showing her cynical smile at Cintya, how she saw the woman's snub, who didn't want their relationship to end.

"You agree, or you don't, our relationship is over."

"You're Zain's selfish man..?!" Cintya still expresses emotions within.

"I really love Ariana, Cintya..? even if there were no children among us, and still a normal woman, I would still try to have her back. Excuse me. I'm sorry I had to hurt you. But try to understand me, who loves him so much. And once again sorry, with a heavy heart I say our relationship ends here." Zain said slowly, for it was very hard for him to say that.

The more tears fell upon the two smooth cheeks of Cintya, the painful words of Zain.

"You're Zain's son of a bitch..!! I hate you so much...hate you so much..!!" Moving away from her seat, and stepping out of the study, after slamming the door so violently.

Rubbing roughly his face, with his gaze constantly fixed on the direction of the door. The guilt of course very much Zain felt, because it hurt Cintya.

"I'm sorry, Cintya, but the truth is I love her so much. And sorry, for having to hurt you." He muttered softly with a glaring look.

Zain began to think about what had happened to his life, with the return of his ex-wife.

"I don't think we'll ever see Araa again? it turns out that God still allows me to fix everything."

"Sir...." Call Adam suddenly, when he was in the room he found his young master was busy with his own world.

Enforcing his sitting position, Zain looked at his secretary with a serious look.

"What's wrong??"

"I contacted Mr. Rian last night. And as he wished, he wanted to meet with Master at ten o'clock in the morning the restored XX."

A cynical smile on the face of his face, which conditions will mean a lot.

"So that son of a bitch wants to see me?!"

"Yes, sir. and his name is Rian Tuan.not a jerk!!" Adam confirmed the words of his Master, which actually made Zain inflamed him.

"Mau Rian, or even Rian Admaja. To me his name is a shameless jerk..!! do you understand..?" Zain said, with the one that was already higher than before.

"I'm sorry Sir.sorry." With a pale face.

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RESTORNTS

Sitting face to face, with a relaxed attitude.The eyes of the two stared with a dislike gaze, at each other.

The young businessman's fingers reached for a glass of orange juice, and sipped it soaked his increasingly dry throat, due to his hatred for Zain Pratama. Resuscitated his shoulders on the back of the chair, with his cynical smile that he threw at the wealthy businessman.

"Say. What is it you want to see me." A short sentence, with a firm tone.

"Sway from Ariana." The firm tone that came out from Aunt Zain.

His forehead frowned, with a sneering smile at the rich businessman.

"Did I not hear wrong..?? you're asking me to stay away from Ariana?! who do you dare to ask me to stay away from him. Aren't you just her ex-husband, so I don't think you have the right to ask me to know."

The sharp reddened face, with a fist so wrapped clearly visible, on the figure of Zain Pratama.

"Remember Mr. Rian Admaja..!! I have a thousand ways to get Ariana, even if you're in a relationship with her."

"And I'm not at all afraid of your threats. And I'm sure Ariana is not interested in you anymore. The proof is that he doesn't care at all, even if you're in a relationship with another woman. Just that I asked you to forget him, and let him be with me. And I'm sure I can be a good father to your daughter." Rian displayed a triumphant smile, at Zain Pratama.

Anger was growing in Zain Pratama, with what Rian had just said. And the anger he overflowed, with a rough tugging of the young businessman's new kra, and threw with a murderous gaze.

"We'll see who gets Ariana. And I think I need to tell you how Zain Pratama is. I'll get what I want, no need what I wear. And I'm sure you're just wasting your time." By taking back the clothes from Rian, and just passing from the room.

His face was still flushed, as the four-wheeled vehicle carried him, and Adam returned to the company.

Loosened the tie slightly due to emotions, and again vented anger at Rian Admaja.

"Basic jerk man!! he thinks who he is." The chest went up and down, as the sentence was spoken.

'Your competition, these times are really heavy sir..." Adam said, with the grip of his hand held on to the steering wheel that just kept on going.

"We'll see what I'll do later." Evil grin, meet the handsome face of Zain Pratama.

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Two days passed. RESTORANTS

A luxury car marun, entering the parking area of a luxury restaurant located in one of the elite areas of Jakarta. Unaccompanied by Juli's assistant, Araa is her nickname, stretching her legs into the restaurant, to eat competitiveness with Rian. Long hair that is usually left unraveled, this time deliberately pigmented up to the neck of the tie, exposed freely.

"Sorry Mr. Rian. make you wait." Ariana said by pulling a chair, and anchored her body there.

"Look easy. And sorry if it's been interrupting your time."

Ariana concluded the smile on her beautiful face, which further added to the charm of the famous fashion designer.

"You're so pretty Ariana..?!" A deep look, as the sentence was spoken.

"What...?!" Ariana asked again, when she heard him not clearly.

"Beautiful...!! you're so pretty Ariana??" Smile, when reaffirming his words.

"Betch..!!" Arianapun smile, when he heard the words of praise.

Today Zain Pratama decided to scout around the apartment area, to find out what Ariana and her daughter were doing. Waiting, and waiting for hours, and taking responsibility, as the company leader.

Finding his daughter go with Rani, and he believes Rani, must have brought his daughter to a restaurant. And decided to stalk Ariana's activities today.

Anger rises in him, when he finds out that Ariana has met Rian. And he continued to pay attention from afar, the interaction of the two. The fire of jealousy, increasingly so when seeing Ariana's happy laughter with Rian.

"You'll come back to me, even if you're with another man." He muttered, with a face that was so red.

"Adam..."Call him Zain suddenly.

"Yes Sir..."

"Run car. We're kebouitique now, to pick up my daughter."

Not to ask again, how did he see the look on his angry face.

"Yes Mr.." Turning the steering wheel, as the four-wheeled vehicle defended the road.

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