The Sheen of Love Alzarin

Chapter 75

Argan received a call from Agatha. Although lazy to serve the woman, Argan still answered the phone from his future wife.

Apparently Agatha invited to meet because she wanted to discuss something with him. And Argan agrees.

Argan meets Agatha at a private room resto that Agatha had booked in advance. By the time Argan arrived, Agatha was already in the room.

"Fuck! Finally came!" Agatha welcomed Argan with joy.

"Let's sit! I've ordered your favorite food."

Argan glanced at the table that had arranged several menus on it.

"Where do you know my favorite food?"

"From Oma Ratna. Sorry I was so excited to ask him. I just want to get to know more about my future husband."

Argan just nodded. They started dinner in silence. There's still no strangeness there.

"Say what's the problem?" Argan finished dinner and drank a glass of water available there.

"Ah, there's no. I just want to make sure you don't run away from this marriage."

"Well, why do you think that?"

"Come on, but I find it very hard to forget about Alzarin. Although in reality Alzarin has forgotten you."

"What do you mean?"

"Today I saw Alza with a man. I don't know who he is." Agatha shows her cell phone and shows pictures of the Alza she captured in hiding.

Argan's eyes twitched staring at the photo of Alza with the person he considered familiar.

"I. as if I knew him. But where? And who?"

"Who? Do you know this guy?" Agatha lures Argan to talk and think to make sure the medicine she puts into her drink is working well or not.

"Okay, I don't... Remembering..."

Argan's body finally collapsed. Agatha made sure again by shaking the man's body.

"Fuck! You why? The argan!" Call Agatha who Argan doesn't respond to.

Agatha immediately contacted Ferdi and brought Argan's body out of the restaurant to Agatha's apartment.

...***...

The next morning, Argan awoke from sleep and felt his head throb.

"What happened to me?" Argan held his head. Argan is still unaware if he currently does not wear shirt alias bare chest.

After a while, he regained consciousness and saw that he was not in his room. He glanced to the side and saw Agatha still sleeping.

Argan notices the appearance of himself and Agatha. They both don't wear clothes.

"God! What have I done?" Argan checked his body. I don't know what happened last night with him and Agatha. He doesn't remember at all.

Argan gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom. Argan cleaned himself up and put his shirt back on last night.

"Agatha! Wake up! Agatha!"

Argan patted Agatha's cheek slowly.

"Hmmm, what the hell?" Agatha squirming. His upper body was almost exposed if Argan did not allow the blanket.

"Wake up!" Argan said rather loudly.

Agatha woke up perfect. He looked at Argan timidly.

"Argan..." Agatha lowered her face.

"What happened last night? Why us...?"

Agatha looked at Argan disappointed. "You don't remember last night?"

Argan shakes.

"You sure you don't remember?"

Argan gulps. It is certain what happens between a man and a woman in one room and sharing a bed.

"There's no way we can..." Argan doesn't want to speculate any further. They could just sleep.

"Fuck! How much you!" Agatha is hysterical. He couldn't accept that Argan didn't remember their hot night. That's what Agatha wants to put in Argan's brain.

...***...

The wedding preparations for Argan and Agatha have already begun. Agatha deliberately did not discuss the matter that night with Argan, because after all they were going to get married.

Agatha looks excited to prepare for her wedding with Argan.

"Listen, Son. You must succeed in getting Argan to sign a cooperation agreement with your father's company" said Agatha's mother.

"Yes, ma. Mama take it easy. After all, Argan's not going anywhere. I tied him up with a tight rope." Agatha gnashing.

"really? Finally your papa company will get an injection of funds."

Agatha bertos ria with her mother.

...***...

One day before the wedding, a family dinner was held between the Argan and Agatha families. Warmth was created between the Ratna oma and Agatha's parents, but not with Argan.

Argan's still moody about everything that's going to happen tomorrow. Will she marry Agatha? It still feels unbelievable.

"Darling... You why?" Agatha held Argan's hand.

"It's okay."

"She must be nervous because she's getting married tomorrow, hahaha." Oma Ratna was trying to melt the atmosphere, but Argan was just unmoved. From tomorrow Argan should be able to forget about Alzarin.

Today dressed in a white suit, Argan enters the altar to marry Agatha. Everyone who came clapping saw the two brides entering the room.

After Argan's search for love. It turns out that his soul mate is on Agatha. And Argan has to accept that.

"Congratulations! You are legally a couple!"

Argan and Agatha looked at each other and kissed a short lip. Argan's feelings are still on Alza. And Agatha knows that.

In a different place, today Alza came to Aryan's apartment. After Agasa's case is over, Alza now begins to open up with his relationship and Aryan. Yes, even though they still do not know what kind of relationship they are living now. No commitment has yet been made from the lips of the two.

But every day Aryan gives attention to Alza through an action. There is no need for most of the theories as taught by some of the online sites that Aryan reads. Aryan chose to use his heart in his relationship with Alza.

"Malayaa!" Alza surprised Aryan by coming suddenly.

"the alza! Didn't you say you wanted to go with Arbi? Why come here?"

"I lied! I was intentionally working on you!"

"Geez!" Aryan patted the jidat. "You're good at pranking me, huh?!" Aryan cooed Alza's nose.

"Oh, it hurts!" Alza sulks and sits on the sofa.

"What did you bring?" Aryan asked who saw Alza carrying a totebag.

"Here sit!" Alza patted the sofa next to her.

After Aryan sat down, Alza stood up and sat on Aryan's lap.

"the alza! What are you?!" Aryab panics because Alza started something intimate.

"Gee! Don'tdon't move! I brought this!" Alza opened the totebag she was carrying. He was carrying a shaver.

"Yesterday I saw in the office your performance was not good. Your sideburns have grown long again. I have to shave it!"

"No, Alza! I can shave it myself later."

"St! Don't noise! Today let me work!"

"With a position like this?" Aryan felt uncomfortable at the same time happy with the position that is not this distance. Even so, he did not want to lose his mind if Alza continued to lure him.

"Why indeed? This is so I can shave your brew more easily!"

Alza is in action. Deftly his hands began to move and clean the fine hairs around the Aryan jaw area.

The knee-length dress worn by Alza was lifted up because of the position of Alza who sat on Aryan's thigh. By continuing to gulp down the saliva, Aryan restrained his desire.

His hands that had been silent now began to stroke Alza's smooth thigh.

"You started first!"

"Ck, Aryan!"

"You're teasing me, Alza!"

"Big No! I'm just tidying up your sideburns, Aryan!"

After struggling for a while, Alza ended the action.

"Done. This is better!" Alza took out a mirror and pointed it at Aryan's face.

"Yes, thank you!"

"Now you have to give me a gift!" Indict Alza.

"Gift? What's?"

"Anything!"

"Can this be?" Aryan rubbed Alza's lips with his finger.

"Hmm, I can." Alza wrapped her hands around Aryan's neck.

Without pausing anymore, Aryan immediately grabbed the lips of Alza who had been calling him closer. They're being drunk. Gutting and smacking each other.

Aryan's hands began to rise and reveal the dress that Alza was wearing. His hand went in and rubbed Alza's back gently. Hugged the woman who was in her lap.

"Hahah!" The breathing began to fall apart. They pause for a moment.

"Do you know that today Argan..."

"Stop! Don't mention her name anymore! Me and him are over, Aryan. Don't talk about it anymore."

"All right, Princess."

Alza chuckles. "What about the DNA results? Is it out?"

Aryan was suddenly silent. He really doesn't want to talk about this.

"Aryan's..." Alza stroked Aryan's jaw. "Who is Arbi's real father?"

Aryan is still tight-lipped.

"Aryan! You said you'd tell me everything when the time was right. Is it not right now?"

Aryan pulled the nape of Alza closer and kissed Alza's lips again. Aryan doesn't want to talk about this. Not yet, as he thought.

𝘑𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨, 𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘩𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘱𝘮𝘶 𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘳, 𝘈𝘭𝘻𝘢. 𝘉𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘵𝘶 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢. 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘵𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘮𝘶...

Once again they pause because they have to breathe oxygen first.

"Aryan's..." Alza's eyes are misty because they are provoked by passion. Moreover, Aryan continued to caress his back even began to remove the hook bra he wore.

"Marry me, Alza..."

"Eh?!" Alza. Alza loved their togetherness that was never created. Alza enjoyed the touch Aryan gave her.

"Can we not talk about marriage? You know me... I failed to marry twice."

"I knew... Sorry..."

"I'm the one who's sorry, Aryan... We don't have to commit first. I want us to enjoy our time together."

"alright. Then can I..."

"Can! You can do anything! Maybe you think I'm cheap. But we are both adults. I'll bear the consequences."

"All right!"

Aryan lifted Alza's body towards the room. Alza's legs were coiled around Aryan's waist in order not to fall. Her cry also continued to hold on to Aryan's neck. While Aryan's hand held a solid chunk of Alza who had been teasing him since.

Aryan sloshed Alza's body slowly on the bed.

"Are you sure you won't regret it?"

Alza. "Do it! I know you've been holding him down since."

Aryan looked at Alza who was below him. He placed a sweet kiss on Alza's lips. His hands guerrilla reveal Alza dress rising to the top.

All parts of Alza's body are not missed. Aryan spoils Alza with his touch, hands, tongue and lips.

"Aryan!"

Alza cremated the bed sheet when the wave came. Alza was drowning, even though Aryan had just started warming up.

Aryan looked at the gasping Alza. Ask for approval first to do more. When he saw Alza nod, Aryan started the main course at noon today. Yes, it's still day and hot. However they made a hot atmosphere of their own in that room.

...***...

Argan-Agatha's wedding reception is over. Invitational guests began to leave the venue.

The exhausted Agatha asked Argan for permission to go to the room immediately. Maybe because she was pregnant young, Agatha began to get tired quickly.

Evening is approaching. Argan just entered the room and saw Agatha sitting on the edge of the bed.

"You say tired, why don't you sleep?" Argan was misbehaved because he saw Agatha wearing thin clothes.

"I've been resting since. You take a bath, I've prepared warm water for you."

Argan nodded then immediately entered the bathroom. Agatha smiled anxiously at Argan's timid behavior.

"God! Don't tell me Argan never did that. Even with the widow?" Agatha shut her mouth.

"It means good luck to me." Agatha chuckled amusedly looking forward to her first night with Argan.

Fifteen minutes later, Argan came out of the bathroom. Argan only wears a towel wrapped around his waist because Agatha has not prepared a change of clothes for him.

"Where's my pajama?"

"Ah, I forgot. After all, what are you wearing pajamas for? Aren't we gonna take it off again?"

Agatha walked over to Argan. Argan's reflexes retreated as Agatha continued to move forward.

"Agatha, you..."

"Why? We're husband and wife now. We can do whatever we want."

"You mean?"

"Jeez, Argan! Did you get that stupid?"

Agatha docked and Argan hit the wall. This time Agatha had to act aggressively. No word of rejection tonight. Argan has to fuck her so that her alibi can be proven and the child she contains will be born as Argan's child.

"We've done it before, Argan. What's wrong with repeating it?"

Agatha doesn't want to hear anything from Argan anymore. He immediately silenced Argan's lips with his. He took off the towel wrapped around Argan's waist and bowed and crouched down. This time Agatha had to succeed.

"ouch!" Argan moaning.

Agatha deliberately played her rhythm so that Argan was affected by the touch of her lips.

"Agatha! Stop that!"

Agatha won't stop. He should get Argan tonight too. A faint smile rose on Agatha's lips as Argan's defenses finally broke down and they ended up on their bridal bed.

...***...

Aryan woke up in the middle of the night and looked at Alza who was sleeping on her bed. Surely Alza is very tired because Aryan does not want to stop until he is satisfied. Aryan hasn't done it in a long time, and neither has Alza. They are both thirsty cribs and also release.

Aryan kissed Alza's forehead before getting out of bed. He put on his boxer pants and headed to the balcony.

"Hello," Sapa Aryan who got a phone call.

"Alza is with me. You guys just calm down!"

"All right."

Phone ends. Aryan stared at the deep night sky with the flickering of the stars. Deep down, Aryan felt guilty.

Many of the things he hid from the Alza included his amnesia. Aryan did not forget. Aryan remembers everything. It's just that he wants to fix his cracked flower vase and Alza's. Aryan wants to make Alza happy with the other side of him that makes Alza comfortable. And yes, Alza is comfortable with him until they have to end up in a flawless passion.

"I'm sorry, Alza. I hope you can be happy with the new Arion."