The Love of the Culun

Reply Celine.

Waking up from his seat, when he felt the mood was much better. Approaching the glass in the bathroom, while smiling when he saw his eyes that looked red from crying.

"I look so pathetic, crying for a man who doesn't love me at all." He muttered with a small smile on his face, behind the sadness he felt.

Resty the appearance that looks a little tangled, and decide to get out of the bathroom.

Deterioration shrouded, making Araa unfocused as she stepped, until she was unaware of Rian's presence in front of her.

"BUUUKKk" The one who made the woman, fell.

"Oh..?!" Stimulatively,

"are you all right? sorry I didn't see you." Rian asked, with a face that felt so guilty.

Wake up from the fall, while fixing the appearance.

"I'm the one who's really sorry, sir?"

His gaze was so intense looking at Ariana, especially at the part of his eyes that looked puffy, so that in him there was a curiosity what was with the glasses woman.

"You okay, Ariana?!" With such an intense, intense look.

The look on his face instantly turned nervous, upon finding a question from his Boss about his state.

"Sa..I, alright, Mister?!" Answer, nervous. And as he was about to step up, Rian immediately blocked his hand.

"I know, you're lying. Tell me, what's up?" He asked, with a curious looking face.

It felt like something was stuck in his throat, when he found the question from Rian.

"I'm okay, Mister?!" He answered, trying to convince the handsome man.

Exhaling harshly, when Ariana did not want to tell the truth, about her current state.

"I know, you're not okay, Araa?! you better go home, rest, and calm yourself."

"But, Master?!"

"It's okay, Araa? go home." Answer, smile.

"All right, I'll go home." With a smile, small on his face.

****

Step foot in the crowd of Jakarat city, in the hot sun during the day. And decided to stop at a lake, which was located in the city. Throwing his gaze, far ahead, thinking about what had just happened in his life.

"What really happened to me? why me, this? I can't love him, because all he loves is my brother, not me. Even at the beginning of our marriage, she said, marrying me was just to avenge her for my sister, Clara." He muttered with a small smile on his face, trying to resuscitate his heart.

When tenga was busy with his daydream, a telephone sound came in on his phone. Grab it, and see the name of his father there.

"Papa..?" He muttered, and decided to take his call.

David: Hello Araa? how are you, son?!

Smiling, wiping the dripping tears away, and trying to calm down, before continuing their conversation.

Ariana: I'm fine, Papa? and what's the matter, Papa called me?'

David: Can we meet tomorrow, Papa wants to talk to you about something important.

Frowning in wonder, and he looked so curious as to what was said, by his father.

Ariana: Well, if Papa wants to see me, come tomorrow to the XXX restaurant, I wait.

David: Well Araa, tomorrow Papa will see you around nine. Well then, Papa hang up.

Exhaling deeply, with a return to laugh his gaze far ahead. Staring at the expanse of the lake, which there are some geese who are swimming. Resentment enveloped him, because tomorrow he would meet the person who loved him the most, and he was very dear to him.

"If you knew, what would happen to me, Papa now? will you let me continue to live in this falsified household, but see the smile of your happiness, at my wedding? makes me have a reason to stay by her side." With a small, barely visible smile, which represented the turmoil of his heart.

****

Seconds continue to walk, no matter how late the evening has welcomed the city of Jakarta. Walking through the hustle and bustle of the city, in a great heartbreak. And decided to remain normal, to cover the wounds he felt at this time.

The gate opened, and circulated her gaze to make sure her husband had gone home, or not.

"She hasn't come home yet, they're definitely still together." He muttered, stepping back into the house.

"You just got home?" He asked, with a cynical smile looking at Ariana, who had just arrived.

"Yes Auntie?! as you can see, I just got home." He answered by continuing to step toward the stairs, regardless of how Celine was looking at him. But that rare instant came to a halt, as Celine spoke back to him.

"When you get to, you stay by Zain's side. She doesn't love you, she just loves Clara. And I think you already know that today they're wasting their lunch in their company. You actually have to think, you're his legal wife, but up until now, Zain has never introduced you, to his business associates, nor has he ever taken you to his office. It proves that he doesn't love you at all, his love is only for Clara, and I think maybe now they're spending time together." He said, smiling cynically.

Exhaling violently, and without turning around, Araa answered what Celine had said to her.

"At least, in my life I've never begged the love of your niece, Auntie? I'm not as pretty as my sister, Clara. But in my life, I've never teased a married man." He smiled, and continued his scale back to the third floor of his room.

Celine looked inflamed, when she found Ariana's courage in him. "Youyou...?!" He shouted, with a great anger, at Ariana who continued the scale.

Zain Pratama's.

Arianna.