The Love of the Culun

David's rage.

"Take it, don't talk anymore. Ayoo, are we sleeping?! it's been so night."

"All right..?" Ariana replied, stepping towards the bed.

Zain leaned his head, with his hands that he had placed on his back, with a gaze constantly staring at the ceiling of the room. Still very impregnated kiss earlier, and can not be denied he enjoyed it so much. Seeing her husband close his eyes, Araa deliberately approached, and slept in the man's arms. To make Zain a little surprised, because Ariana never behaved as pushy as that.

"You're not sleeping, honey?" He asked, with an intense gaze staring at her husband's face.

"Sleep first, I'm not sleepy yet."

"All right, sweetie?" He answered by forcing himself, to sleep. And though her eyes were closed, but her heart was very sick, and Ariana knew, her husband was thinking of Clara, his foster sister.

"(If you still love her, you can go back to her, and let me go, because I don't want to be a hindrance to you.)" Bathinnya, with a very great turmoil.

****

The sun had shown its face, after the darkness had completely disappeared, from the face of the earth.

Walk to the floor with Araa, his wife.

And when they arrived at the dining room, they found the whereabouts of Clara, and Celine, who had already enjoyed their breakfast.

"Morning, son?"

"Morning, Aunt..?"

"Morning, Zain..?" Sapa Clara, with her sweet smile.

Zain glanced at his former lover, and immediately cast his gaze in another direction, to the point of making Clara smile, when he noticed the awkwardness between them, and he was sure Zain was still reminded of their hot kiss last night.

Ariana smiled slightly, and she was well aware of her presence between Zain, and Clara.

"(They're still very much in love with each other, even last night I saw them kissing, with so much passion.)" Bathin Ariana's.

"Clara, smear the bread, and give it to Zain."

"Okay, Auntie..?" He smiled, taking the bread on the table.

"Wear that chocolate jam?! don't wear strawberries?! because my niece, doesn't like it."

Clara simply smiled, nodding, and her hands began to smear the bread, with chocolate jam.

"Sure Auntie?! without you telling me, I already know. We have been in a relationship for a long time, of course I know how he is. What he likes, and what he doesn't like." Answer, smile.

Ariana lowered her head even more, and felt so estranged between them. "You're not eating..?!" Zain asked suddenly, to the surprise of the woman, from his daydream.

"A. I'm full." He answered, forcing himself to smile.

"Who..? you haven't even eaten, at all."

The bread that Clara gave, Zain gave to his wife. "Eat, this."

"But..?" Wanting to, refuse.

"Eat..?!" The ink is firm, to make Ariana's guts instantly shrivel.

Clara's face instantly blushed red, upon seeing what Zain was doing, on her foster sister. To make his hatred of Ariana, increasingly become.

"Zain isn't that, Clara's gift?! why did you give it to him..?!" Celine asked, in a slightly high tone.

"I'm full, Auntie?! and quickly eat, I'll wait for you outside." Zain said as he moved from his seat, and passed away, without regard for Clara, and Celine, who was looking at him, with a look of annoyance.

Their gazes moved to Ariana, making the woman move from her seat, when she saw Celine's gaze, and Clara who seemed like she wanted to pounce on him alive.

"Sorry, I have to leave soon, for fear of misfortune." The pembitannya, by passing it by.

****

Ariana did not expect to have a car with her husband, when she left for work. She refused, and chose to go on a busway, but her husband threatened to tell her to stop working, if Ariana did not follow his orders.

silence continued throughout the journey, a sense of nervousness enveloped him at this time, until no word came out of Ariana's lips, while on the way to the restaurant, his workplace.

Zain looks upset, when he feels ignored by Ariana.

"Why are you quiet?! has anyone forbidden you, to speak, Culun?!" In an annoyed tone, looking at the glasses lady.

The look on Ariana's face, immediately turned upset, when she heard what her husband said. And where he got his courage, he answered Zain's talk, a little harshly.

"I told you!! call me, Araa?! don't be geeky!!"

A loud laugh immediately came out from the businessman's lips, upon hearing the words of Araa, who was so brave to him.

The look on Ariana's face immediately turned pale, when she realized, her mistake.

"I'm sorry, honey, I'm sorry. I'm just upset, because you called me that, Culun? didn't we agree that you would call me Araa?"

"Yes.yes, if I remember, I will call you Araa?! if I forget, I call you geeky." Answer, origin.

Just exhale, and keep smiling, behind her pity."It's up to you to call me by what name, Culun, or whatever." Answer, resignation.

"Then you pray to God that I may remember, that I should call you, Araa."The answer is, without sin.

No more talking, when she heard what her husband said. He prefers silence. And can only curse Zain in the heart. "(Why can Papa accept a proposal, from a strange man like him?! for Papa maybe he's very good, but for me it's just the opposite.)"

Silence was again in the car, and no one spoke between them, after the debate. The four-wheeled vehicle, where Ariana worked.

"See you soon, sweetie?" Pamit Araa, when it was outside the car.

Not answering his wife's words, to make Ariana pissed off, and just pass by, when her husband did not care about her at all.

Stepping feet with a scowl, not realizing the presence of his Boss.

"Araa..?" Call her.

"Rian..?" He muttered, stopping his steps, when he saw the arrival of Rian, who was approaching him.

The vehicle, which was about to go, came to a standstill when Zain saw Rian, who looked so close to his wife.

"Who is that man, Adam?" Asked with a look of curious face, while looking at his eyes, continued to stare intensely, and tucked into dislike there.

"He's Rian, sir?! the only child of Mr. Cristian, the president of the Cristiano Group, and the boss of where Miss works."

Not answering, and his gaze continued to look at Araa, who was interacting with her boss, and was tucked into jealousy there. "Does he have, lover?" He asked again, for he was very curious about the man.

"No, Master?!"

Exhaling deeply, which felt so tight in his chest, and only he knew what he felt at this moment.

" Run the car, Adam?!"

"Well, Master?!" The answer is, by returning the vehicle.

****

MAHESA RESIDENCE.

The look on David's face, looks so agitated, because from last night he did not find the presence of his daughter Clara, at home, when returning from out of town.

"Maa..?!" Call him, suddenly

"What's up, Paa?!" She asked with a glance at her husband, before returning to focus, on the television screen.

"Where, Clara?!" why until this hour, he hasn't come home yet."

Diana's countenance instantly turned pale, as her husband asked the same thing again. "I told you, Paa? if our son stays at his best friend's house, Alice."

Just put a smile on the corner of his lips, when he heard his wife's answer.

"We've spent years, and I know you well. Don't lie to me, tell me where Clara is?!" With the tone starting to rise, from before.

"I..?" Uncompleted Diana, finishing her sentence, came Clara's voice which shocked them.

"Hallo, Paa?! Hello Maa?" He kissed his parents' cheeks, and sat on a single sofa.

Papa?! when is Papa coming? why didn't you tell me?" He asked, inserting a snack in his mouth.

Exhaling a breath that felt tight in his chest, when he saw his daughter's window.

"Say, where have you been?!"

"Paa..?" Call Diana slowly, trying to dampen her husband's emotions.

"Of course I'm from Alice's house, Paa?! where else is it." Answer, origin.

He smiled at the corner of his lips when he heard his daughter's answer. "Papa just wants to warn you, he's your brother's husband! didn't you first, you were the one who showed it?! so you have to remember that." Saying, firmly.

"So Papa knows that I spent the night at Zain's house."

"Of course Papa knows, without you telling me, and Papa just warns." Answer, flat.

Exhaling harshly, upon hearing what his father had said."Remember, Paa?! your daughter is me, not Ariana, and she's just a picker." He said in a tone that began to rise, and tucked sadness there.