The Love of the Culun

Anger.

His face looked so curious, with what he had just heard. Open the WA application, and view the submissions on behalf of Mr. Piter. Upon opening it, how surprised the honey-haired woman was, until the bolamata almost burst from its place.

Where the scene of him, and Piter during a husband and wife relationship in a 5-star hotel was recorded with real, without any of them being missed.

Rubbing his face rough, with a little sweat that has wet his forehead, due to the shock is very. The look on her face was pale, and she was so shocked.

"He's so cunning, I actually had to think twice, before dealing with the man. And how could I not know, when he recorded it."

There was a message on his phone. Open it, and read it, and once again Peter sends a message to him, which makes him more and more powerless.

Messaging.

If you don't come tonight, I'll send this video to Zain. And are you sure she'll still accept you, after knowing what kind of woman you are.

After reading the message, making the look of Clara's face look paler, to make her legs unable to support her own body. Imagine if Zain knew what he was like, making him so frustrated let alone do this, solely to return to have the man.

"No. This can't happen, I don't want to lose Zain. I've walked this far, and I don't want to back off. Inevitably, I have to meet that jerk!"

Still dissolved in the unrest that enveloped, moved from his seat, and when turning his body, how surprised Clara, when she found Celine was behind him, with a slightly distant position.

The gaze of the woman's lungs, looking at him curiously, which implied many question marks in it.

"Bie..Auntie, what are you doing here?" Asked with a slight nervousness that struck, but as much as possible he was calm.

"You're not hiding anything from Clara's aunt? because of the dariitadi that Aunt noticed, you seem restless,"

Getting questions from Celine, making Clara nervous, and tucked into a panic.

Exhaling for a moment, and making herself as calm as possible, in order for Celine not to suspect herself.

With a big smile on her face, Clara walked up to Celine, and wrestled with her as she always did.

"Is there something I might be hiding from you, Auntie? won't you be my in-law soon? so maybe, there's something I'm trying to keep secret."

"You sure?" With a gaze still staring at Clara, with suspicion that still enveloped.

"Sure, because I don't want to let you down." The answer is trying to smile, behind the nervousness that hit me.

Getting a convincing answer, made Celine believe in the woman with the shoulder-length hair. A smile instantly flashed on his old face, and invited Clara to return home.

"then let's go inside, Auntie's done a good cook for you. Because soon you're gonna be my daughter-in-law, so Auntie wants you to sleep in this house."

'Sorry, but tonight it looks like I can't stay at Auntie's?"

"Why can't it?" Celine asked in shock, with a rejection from Clara.

A small smile framed on her face, trying to convince Celine with the lies she was about to tell.

"Tonight, my best friend's birthday. And he invited me to his birthday party. So I'm sorry Auntie, for tonight I can't sleep in this house. Maybe, next time."

"really?"

"I'm serious, Auntie? for what, I lied," With a scowl, my eyes stared at Celine.

"Alright, there's still another day. But take Zain with you, ask him to accompany you. It's not good that you're a woman going alone, let alone the recent rampant crime."

"Auntie.." With a smile on his face.

Didn't you just ask me to let him calm himself? so maybe, I'm bothering him,"

****

Seconds by seconds continued to step, dimming the sun that had already emitted its rays perfectly, which began to be replaced, with dusk that would soon welcome the night.

His eyes slowly began to open, even though the vision was not yet visible, due to drowsiness that was still whack.

Slowly he woke up, leaning his shoulders on the back of the bed, to support his body from the laziness that was still whack.

Feeling her body so crumpled, as a result of the struggle with the comfort woman last night, she loosened her muscles for a second, stretching out her hands. His gaze shifted to the side, which looked empty at this moment. His breathing was so rough, the recollection of his ex-wife, who had betrayed their marriage, made the look on the face of the exotic-skinned man instantly blush.

"I wouldn't step in, would love a cheap woman so much, like you Ariana!!"

Dissolve in anger for a moment, then lower his legs, in the middle of a step that still feels heavy. The man stepped out of his legs, towards the dressing room next to the bathroom.

The look in his eyes was thrown at a glance, at a small cupboard in the corner of the room, and it reminded him of Ariana.

His hand grabbed the handle of a large cupboard, and opened it. Both eyebrows slightly receded, when he did not see the clothes of his ex-wife was no longer there.

"Where are the clothes? and when did he take it?" Ask yourself, with curiosity engulfing.

The sound of the door opened, and featured the figure of Sophia the butler, who carried a pile of clothes into the dressing room.

"Aunt Sophia, where's that woman's outfit?!" With intonation, which is slightly elevated.

"Women? whose woman do you mean sir?" Sophia asked, who did not understand what her Master meant.

Exhales are clearly heard, trying to dampen the emotions that are still plaguing themselves.

"Who else, if not that cheap lady!"

Sophia grinned at her Old Man's face, when she heard what Zain had just said, calling Ariana a cheap woman.

"Sir, you'll regret divorcing a woman as good as Miss Ariana. You know Miss better than Auntie, but Auntie has faith that Miss Ariana never did anything so low. And she's not a cheap woman at all."

A cynical smile framed on her face, as she heard what Sophia said.

"Even now you're coming, defending him, Bibi? to me, he was nothing more than trash!". With a tone of emphasis, which confirms his assessment of Ariana at this time.

"And you will be very sorry, if you know how loyal, and love Miss, to you,"

"So Auntie said she loved me?" A cynical smile framed the corner of his lips, as it felt funny, upon hearing what the maid had just said.

If he loves me, there is no way he can betray me, by sleeping with another man. And tell me, I'll never let her live quietly." He said with anger painted full of his handsome face, and passed from the room.

Seeing the anger of her Young Master, Sophia could only stroke her chest, being surprised by what the man had just said.

"As much as she hates Miss Ariana, she is being blinded by her anger, to the point of not being able to see the real facts. And that makes her very sorry someday, because right now Miss is pregnant with her flesh pigeons."

There's been a little distraction, so it's been a new night of upp. So SORRY.