The Sanctity of Tarnished Love

First Night

Sella's body trembled, now that she could understand what was really happening, her life would be over this very second.

In the phone, a clear voice heard him when fighting with Ken, some time ago. Apparently the man was very clever, he recorded everything, and gave it to Madame Carolyna. His attitude that seemed calm, turned out to be very sweeping. And Sella, now she's trapped in her trap. She became the wife of an old man, who had nothing.

"Happy! Now you're sober, huh!" Snapped Mr. Jhon.

"I.i.m..."

"Shut up! You know, because of you, Carolyna demanded a divorce, and now I'm a poor man. I'm so sorry, knowing a stupid woman like you!" Shouted Mr. Jhon.

Sella did not answer, her lips twitched, and her eyes began to glaze over. How fate? How is the fate of his family? If Mr. Jhon comes out without carrying any treasure, automatically the one who controls his property is Mrs Carolyna.

And apparently, all this time he knew about his scandal. Could he still be an investor in his father's company?

"I'm confused why you came to him. You're about to boast, but you're actually just digging a hole for yourself." Said Mr. Jhon with a hunting breath.

"You are stupid! So stupid!" Snapped Mr. Jhon right in front of Sella's face.

Sella looked down, her tears spilling instantly. What's he supposed to do? Can he live in poverty, with an old man, whom he does not love at all.

"Clean it! Tata's in the room! You said you were comfortable with me, so you should act like a good wife!" said Mr. Jhon as he stepped away from Sella. He slammed the door of the living room very hard.

Sella fell down on the floor, her tears drenching her cheeks. Sella stared at every inch of the room with nanar. Tables and chairs that have been reot, door frames and windows that have been porous, and wall paint that peels a lot.

"Why did my life end like this, Mama, Papa help me" Sella said on the sidelines of her cries.

She is now alone, only with an old husband whose attitude has changed violently. His parents had already returned to the city of Surabaya, somehow their fate. Without investment from Delmond's company, his father's company was on the verge of bankruptcy.

Then Sella remembered the brown envelope, which Mrs Carolyna had given her. What'sthat's it?

Sella quickly opened her sling bag, she picked up the brown envelope, and began to open it.

Sella took sheet by sheet the contents in that envelope. And he gasped in shock, his eyes wide, as he stared at the photo that was now in his grasp. In the photo is clearly painted, the picture of him with Pak Jhon who was doing intimate things, only a thin blanket that covered half their bodies. Sella's hand trembled, while reading the writing behind the picture.

"My collection is quite a lot, so be good at keeping an attitude." Sella read the writing with

slow down.

His cry was now getting broken, he did not expect that he would fall into this deep hole. Ken is a very dangerous man.

Then Sella took a fold of paper, which was between the photos. Sella opened it, and started reading it.

"I've kept my promise Sella Marvellina, I've given you a gift, a house complete with contents. I hope you like it. At that time I did not say that the house was large, and luxurious, so I was not wrong, right?

And as for the villa, I'm not lying either. I did work together to build a villa for a wedding gift, but not your marriage to Mas Jhon, but Ken and Dusk's wedding. You remember, if yesterday I was just saying for a wedding present, I never said it was for you. So I'm still in the right position, right?"

Sella growled in annoyance, she felt played with. Then Sella held her head, it was very painful and dizzy.

After feeling calmer, Sella picked up the last sheet from inside the envelope. A photo that is a little bigger. Sella's heart hurt even more, staring at the last photo. A photo of the villa in the top area, the building looks luxurious and elegant. The courtyard was filled with beautiful flowers, and was equipped with a swing.

But it is not the shape of the building that makes Sella's heart hurt, but the writing on the front. Villa Sandhy.

"You really have no heart, Ken! I'm like this because I love you, but you adore your lover so much. I'll never want you and Seja to be happy, Ken!" sella shouted while crying roaring.

Sella was devastated, her hope for the future, now gone.

While Sella was still crying, lamenting her unfortunate fate, suddenly the living room door opened violently. Mr. Jhon came while carrying a plastic bag, who did not know what it contained.

Mr. Jhon was angry when he saw Sella crying.

"What are you doing, huh?" snapped Mr. Jhon while sitting in front of Sella.

Sella was silent, she did not answer a word, only her cries were heard more and more bitter.

"This is all because of your own actions, there is no need for you to cry. You should be grateful because I want to marry you. Open your eyes wide, and look at this!" shouted Mr. Jhon while showing the plastic bag he was carrying.

"I'm still thinking of you, I bought you food to fill your stomach. I still want to care, even though I know your foul intentions!" snapped Mr. Jhon, throwing the food on the table

"Now be a good wife, serve me as always. I no longer have any treasure, and the only thing that can make me happy, is you. Now that I am your husband, I am free to touch you, whenever I want" said Mr. Jhon, stroking Sella's face.

Sella turned her face away, trying to avoid the fingers of Mr. Jhon. Sella tried to shuffle, when the breath of Mr. Jhon began to warm in his face.

If usually he is willing to do that, because the reward is a pile of money. But now, what he would get, the man already had nothing.

"Never turn me down!" snapped Mr. Jhon, clutching Sella's arm tightly.

"It hurts, Om." Sella.

Sella closed her eyes, ruined her life. He knows what Mr. Jhon is like, he is a man who likes intimate things, despite his age. And Sella, from this moment on she will live with him. Ah can she?

***

The hour hand shows the number 12.00 at night. Ken and Dusk just walked into his room. Both of them looked tired, because they welcomed hundreds of guests who were present at their wedding.

At dusk sitting on the edge of the bed, he released the high hells that had been wrapping his watch since noon.

"Ouch!" said Dusk while grimacing pain.

"Why baby?" ask Ken as he steps closer to Dusk.

"Little scuff." Answer Dusk.

"There should be no need to wear high hells" Ken said as he stepped towards the table. He opened his drawer, and took the ointment he had stored there.

"Keep wearing what Ken? The life of the flip-flops."

"If it makes you comfortable, why not. After all, the dress is long, it won't look like what sandals you're wearing" Ken said as he grabbed the leg of Dusk, and smeared the wound with ointment.

"But sometimes the dress I pick up Ken, if it fits anyone's looking, so my laughingstock. You're a freak." Speak Dusk with a crisp laugh.

Ken stopped his stroke, he turned his head, looking at the laughing heart. His dimples, and gussul teeth are very clear. Ken looked at him without a blink, in the room together, with the status of a legitimate husband and wife, ah the heat began to spread throughout Ken's body.

"Ken!" Call Dusk, he felt a little nervous with Ken's gaze.

Ken did not answer, but he shuffled, and closed his seat with Dusk.

Slowly Ken began to bring his face closer, and he grabbed the waist of Dusk with his left hand.

"You're so pretty, Aya!" said Ken while caressing the face of Dusk with his fingers.

Dusk did not answer, he slightly lowered his head, hiding his revelations that began to blush.

"I miss you dear, miss you so much" whispered Ken, his fingers gently touching the tip of his Twilight lips.

Dusk closed his eyes, feeling a warm touch of Ken now down to his neck. The touch was long getting down, implying a strange sigh in Dusk, and made him forget the nervousness he had felt.

"Do you like it, baby?" ken asked in a whisper.

Dusk's body grew hotter, as he felt Ken's warm breath on his face. Slowly she opened her eyes, and looked at the handsome figure of her husband. Dusk raised his hand, and rubbed Ken's jaw gently, not forgetting that he also covered the sweet smile on his red lips.

"I've always liked everything in you, baby." Twilight Whispers.

"Are you teasing me, Aya?" ask Ken.

"No. I'm just answering your question, does that tempt you, Ken?" Dusk asked, with a smile that looked wider.

"Yes, I'm very tempted" Ken replied, tightening his grip.

"Then?"

"You're challenging me, Aya?"

"No, I just asked," replied Dusk with a crisp laugh, and it made Ken's desire even more passionate.

"Is that so?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Then, can I ask you a question?"

"Please!"

"Can I touch you, Aya?" ken whispered right in the face of Dusk.

Dusk did not reply, but he immediately put his hand around Ken's neck, and pulled Ken into his arms.

"I'm yours, are you going to do that, Ken?" whispered the twilight right in Ken's ear.

Ken closed his eyes, just words, but managed to tempt him.

"You're so naughty, baby," said Ken, pushing his body away and laying it on the bed.

Seriate...