The Love of the Culun

Submitting.

His gaze was so fierce, that was what was clearly visible on that handsome face. Sipping water to the toilet, and put it rough on the table, to make Ariana's guts increasingly shrivel.

The atmosphere seemed so tense, and fear increasingly enveloped him at this moment, how to remember the roughness of Zain. His gaze turned to look at Ariana who was only silent, while smiling a cynical smile at the corner of her lips.

Adam looked so worried, and of course now he was worried about the glasses girl.

"(Miss has done nothing wrong, Master has slapped him, especially now? and I don't know what he's gonna do, to Miss Ariana.)"

"Can Auntie and Adam leave me and my wife? because there's something important, that I have to talk to him about)" he exclaimed, flat.

"What's important, Zain? to make Auntie, and Adam have to get out of this room."

"Come out, Auntie?" Says, again.

"Well, if now you just want to talk to your wife alone. Is it now, Auntie no longer important to you, Zain?" With a face, that looks sad.

Just exhaled, upon hearing what Celine said to him.

"Go Auntie? I'll see you in Aunt's room for a second?"

"Alright," in a lazy tone, as he stepped out of the room. And while passing through Ariana, the woman stopped her steps, and said something in a half whisper. "You see, soon I'll get you out of this house." With a grin on his face, and resumed his steps.

Ariana only exhaled, upon hearing what Celine said to her.

"(She hated me so much, and I never bothered her. And you think I like you too, witch?!)"

Zain stared at his secretary, who was still in place. Until he made her, look at the wonder of the man.

"What are you doing to stay here?"

"But Sir, me?" He hesitated, for he was reluctant to leave the room.

"Come out..?!" He said, in a flat tone.

"Well Sir?" With a voice, that sounded heavy. And as he passed Araa, he stopped his steps, and looked at the woman.

"Secretary Adam, am I afraid?" With a pleading look, he looked at the man.

"Calm Miss, I'll stand guard. I am also powerless, to refuse Master's orders." Answer, by continuing his steps.

The door of the room was closed, leaving only silence. And fear enveloped Ariana, when her husband had moved from his seat.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go home until night,"

"I'm sorry? how easy is it to apologize?!"

"I'm sorry, sir? sorry." Answer, slowly.

Willi stepped closer and closer towards his wife, and when he was approaching, he immediately raised Ariana's chin a little rough, to make Araa, immediately looked at him.

"you're crying, to make me melt?! not that easy, geeky?" Still holding the girl's jaw, stroking her face with a finger, making Ariana even more overwhelmed with fear.

What should I do with your ugly face, here. Should, I scratch it with a razor, for her face to get worse again, geeky?!"

Tears poured down the girl's cheeks, upon hearing what her husband said.

"Don't Master, I beg you not to. You can lock me in a warehouse, or whatever punishment you give me. But I beg you, please don't scratch my face, with a razor?" With tears, which continue to wet the cheeks, because of the greatest fear.

Releasing Ariana's face, violently, which made the girl grimace in pain. "Of course I won't scratch your face with razor blades, you can get ugly later. And then there will be no man, who likes you anymore" he replied, laughing.

Ariana only bit her lips, when she heard the words of Zain who was so insulting to her. But within him there was a slight sense of uneasiness, as the man let go.

"(It's up to him to tell me what, as long as it can make him forget the punishment he's going to give me, it doesn't matter to me, because it's nothing new to me.)" Bathinnya, with a small smile on his face.

"From tomorrow you have to clean this room, I don't want the waiter to clean it, I want you!"

"Okay, sir, I will definitely clean your room."

Zain only smiled at the corner of his lips, when he heard what Ariana said. Approaching the chair, and occupying it. While reading, a magazine is located on the table. Ariana who had understood immediately calmed down, and opened the shoes attached to the man's feet.

"Master?" Call her slowly, continuing to open her shoes.

"What's wrong?" With a gaze, keep staring at the magazine, without looking at Araa.

"I've got a job, and tomorrow I can start working."

"You want to work, I don't care. Obviously when I get home, I want you to be home. And don't tell anyone that you're my wife. Keep my words, all right." Tita, firmly.

The look on Ariana's face was pale, when she heard her husband's ultimatum.

"(Am I too ugly? until he doesn't want to, people know I'm his wife. But why would anyone know that I'm his wife, I'm a wife that's not considered.)" Bathinnya, thinking of what Zain said.

"Why are you daydreaming? do you mind?!" Looking at Ariana, who was sitting in front of him.

"No sir, I don't mind. I promise, I'll be home before, you go home."

"You, sure?!" Ask, sure.

"Sure sir, my boss is a very nice guy. And I'll talk, this is with him."

"Who's your boss?" Ask Zain, curious.

"My boss is very young, and also he is a businessman. Restorant effort, just for his pleasure. And he is also, very handsome, his name is Rian, Rian Admaja, does Master know him?" Tanya Ariana, who was so excited.

Keep staring at his wife, when he hears what she says."(Rian Admaja, of course I know him very well. Isn't he the son, of successful businessman Cristian Admaja.)"

"So he, your boss?"