The Love of the Culun

Ariana's Sadness.

Now Ariana has realized from her stupor, with a face that looks so pale.

"Remember?! if you do this stupid thing, again? then I'll kill you." An ultimatum uttered by a Zain Pratama to his wife.

Just looking down, with guilt clearly visible on the look on his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, because it made you so worried. And I promise you, I won't do that again."

"Of course, because you're just a hassle. And did you do that on purpose, to seek my nephew's sympathy?!" Celine asked, with a cynical smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, Auntie? I'm sorry." Answer, down.

"Here you go, don't zoom in again." Zain's Pass.

"Eat this porridge, Miss? to warm your body." Pinta Ani, on her non-amud.

"Just put it on the table, let me feed it."

"Okay sir, then excuse me." Ani replied, by passing from the room.

"Open your mouth, I'll bribe you." In a very strong tone, to Ariana.

"But, Honey?"

"I said, open your mouth?!" His tone once again with a tone began to rise, and a gaze so sharp, that made Ariana's guts shrink instantly.

"Alright," he answered, forcing himself to open his mouth.

The look on Clara's face was so reddened, it was inconceivable how angry she was right now, and she decided to leave the room, unable to see the sight.

BRAAKK..?!" It slammed so violently, when it arrived at Celine's room.

"I don't care what I wear. Sooner, or later I have to get rid of Ariana, from Zain's life." He said, with a face so red.

He was silent for a moment in the room, and suddenly he had an idea, to get rid of Ariana forever. And decided to go to the kitchen.

When he arrived in the kitchen, he found the place was quiet. Dismantle the room, until he is surprised by Paula's arrival.

"Miss..?! what the hell are you doing? are you looking for something?" Asked in a curious tone, looking at Clara.

The look on her face instantly turned pale, upon finding Paula's whereabouts, but Clara tried to remain calm.

"Do you see rat poison? because Aunt Celine's room has some rats, and I can't sleep."

I was surprised because I felt something strange.

"Are you sure, Miss?! Because we always clean, that room."

Urgently annoyed, upon hearing what Paula was asking.

"So you think I'm lying?!" With the tone starting to rise, from before.

"Ti.no Miss, forgive me. Let me take it. Because of the poison, keep it in the storeroom, "he replied, by passing it by.

Smiling smirked, and he was devoured so happily.

"I don't care though, I have to kill you Ariana?!" With a smile on his face.

After waiting for a few minutes, Paula did not come with the poison.

"this, Miss?" He said, handing over a pack of rat poison.

"Thank you." The answer is, by returning to his room.

****

After feeding, and making sure Ariana had taken her medicine, Zain asked his wife, to sleep.

Even though she did not feel sleepy, but hearing her husband's ultimatum was firm, making Ariana forced herself to close her eyes.

Celine looks so upset, when she sees the attitude of her nephew who is so considerate on, Ariana.

"(Basic, a collector?! I wonder why Zain got married, to a woman like her.)"Bathin Celine, with a face that looks so furious.

"Come, Auntie?! Jack, we're downstairs. Let my wife, rest."

The three adults came down the stairs, talking. Clara, who was peeking out from behind the door, headed straight for the third floor, when she saw Zain, Jack, and Celine already on the lower floor.

****

Opened the door slowly, and found Ariana asleep.

With a slow step, like a thief, Clara approached the table of a table, which was beside the bed. Take out a package, and pour the rat poison powder in a glass of white water, which is placed on the bedside table.

"And the servants, who were blamed for the death of your adopted son?!" He said with a small grin, and passed from the room.

Seconds kept going, and the night was picking up. Ariana woke up from her sleep, at the time that had shown twelve o'clock at night.

"Where, him?" Ask yourself, when you do not find Zain's presence in the room. And decided, to go to the bathroom.

After coming from the bathroom, Ariana found her husband had just entered their room.

"You, where are you?!"

"I'm from the bathroom, honey?!" The answer is, by reaching for a glass filled with drinking water, and about to drink it

"Don't drink, that water?!" He said, when Ariana brought the glass closer, his lips.

"Why, Honey?! i'm thirsty..?!" By lowering back, the glass.

"The water from earlier was not closed, there could have been dust entering." By directly grabbing the glass containing the water, and throw it away.

"But I'm thirsty, honey?!"

"You can be quiet no, geeky?! Do you want me to kill you?!" With a tone, it started to rise.

"All right..?"

Grab a home telephone, and connect the kitchen.

Paula: Hello, Mister? what's up?"

Zain: Bring me the white water in my room now!" Strictly, firmly.

Paula: Well Mr." By disconnecting, the phone connection.

"Here, a little bit more Paula will bring you some water."

"Yes, Honey?!"

"You still owe me a loan." Zain said, suddenly.

"Examlution?!" With a curious look, she looked at her husband.

"Of course, cu..lun? Why are you doing that ridiculous act?! are you bothered by the presence of Clara, in this house?!"

He did not answer, and his daydream was centered on his brother's arrival. For what Zain said is true. Even the presence of Clara, was so distracting. But she still wanted to keep it a secret, her husband.

"No dear, not because of that. Because after all he's my brother, so maybe I'm bothered by his arrival at this house."

"Good, if indeed his arrival did not disturb your mind at all." Answer, annoyed.

Crawled up onto the bed, and lay down right beside Ariana, when he saw his wife lying down.

Ariana shifted her position slowly, as Zain got closer.

"why did you stay away from me, Culun?!"

"My name, dear Araa?! not geeky?" In an annoyed tone, pursing his lips.

Laughing a little loudly, when he heard what his wife said.

"Yes, your name is Ariana. And you are the most stupid woman?! which I've met. Tell me, how do you work. Do you like it, working there?" With an intense gaze, he looked at his wife.

"Of course I really like it, honey? because my boss is so good."

"okay? how good your boss is, until you say he's good." Asked, in a annoyed tone.