The Young Master's Blind Wife

Relinquish

Staring at Ayla who was still lying down since the first infusion. Now the infusion had run out at two in the morning and Arga had not closed his eyes until now at four in the morning.

I heard knocking on the door.

"Lake in." Lisa came in with two servants.

Arga escapes from her room, letting Lisa and the servants take Ayla's clothes.

Arga stepped inside his study.

"As your wife?" said Arga's father when he saw Arga come into the study.

"Was he harassed any other man out there. Or did you find it almost lifeless?"

Arga's father spoke very casually while enjoying his coffee and reading the newspaper on the sofa of Arga's workspace.

"I don't think it's too late to make you poorer."

Arga's father laughed a little.

"Do it.. I'm sure the goddess of fortune will come and defend me more than you who retaliated against me on the grounds that your wife was kicked out."

"You're wrong.My intention was long ago I planned and you can still enjoy everything it's because I let you."

Arga's father chuckles and goes back to drinking his coffee.

"May he recover.. Looks like fresh air at half-five in the morning to make me better I'll be out."

Walk out and close the door of Arga's study.

Arga leaned his back roughly against his chair and exhaled his rough breath. Massaging the base of his nose.

In Arga Ayla's room, she had just regained consciousness from her sleep and looked around. Time was almost noon. The incoming sunlight from the thin horden.

"Room..The arga!" muttered. Rise from his sleep sitting and slowly shift his body trying to stand by holding on to objects around. Exit Arga's room with a body that is still limp.

"You..Why.you're back?" arga's mother screamed when she saw Ayla on the stairs and was walking downstairs.

"Hem. The atmosphere will be bad.. Run away." Lalita who was still eating breakfast in the kitchen was immediately shocked to see her Mama scolding someone. Aylas.

Walk out the side door to hide in the park.

"Morning disaster is coming" muttered Lalita.

Walk up to the chair in the park.

Inside Mother Arga stepped roughly up the stairs and dragged Ayla.

Arga has just come out of her study and sees the unpleasant sight between Ayla and her mother.

Arriving in front of the terrace Mother Arga threw Ayla until she fell down and cried.

"Stop it. Stop it's you that I tell you to go not go back home."

"It's just you who have to leave this house" said Arga .

Instantly the atmosphere turned even more claustrophobic and frightening.

Looking slowly, Arga's mother saw who was speaking answering her words.

"A-Arga.you come home when.why us.I.I don't know." Arga walked past his mother who greeted him gently.

He approached Ayla and carried her in.

"Hem.. You must be happy if you remarry.I guess you just seem to feel sorry for Ayla. So I chose Cysta to be your wife. He was even better than Ayla. More smart smart and beautiful."

Stopping his steps turned to look at his mother.

"Who would you dare to rule my life. You're just a connecting mother to me."

"Arga.." said Weak Ayla made the eyes of Arga and her mother look at Ayla.

"Liat himself.pampered and not good like that you still want to be with him," said Arga's mother scorned Ayla.

"Now you have the courage to speak."

"Your decision is supported by Dad so you're head-on immediately."

Back turned around leaving his mother who was still upset.

In her room Arga again laid Ayla down slowly.

"Yes." Arga's face lowered, in front of Ayla Arga did not dare to answer Ayla's advice.

"Arga you must promise me to marry your mother's choice. What your mama said was that I'm an uneducated woman, and that bleak future is true... Then the new woman must be more suitable than me." Instantly Arga looked at Ayla, staring in wonder.

"I know you don't want to divorce me. I accept if you remarry and have another better wife than me." Ayla recalled the thing that Arga wouldn't do.

"No." Arga took off Ayla's hand.

"I can't let go of you and marry another woman. You are Ayla's special lady. It is free if she is a highly educated beauty if the value of manners and humility is masil better than you who do not have a good educational background," said Arga softly.

"Aylla.. I'm sure you're talking like this because you already know about my last name." Arga looked at Ayla who was looking down in fear.

Ayla nodded.

"Alright Mrs Marvelino." Instantly Ayla raised her face and looked at Arga in confusion.

"I..Never would I give my title or my heart to a woman other than yourself even if she was another wife I legally married" Arga said with a calm face without expression.

Ayla bragged her eyes looking intently at Arga.

"Arga.you are evil.you cannot be like that it is unjust."

"It's not fair who.. Aylas.. You should know I can't give you what I've been giving to other women. Only you Ayla. They can't" said Arga with a normal face, a still-normal tone of voice. Actually if it wasn't Ayla. Arga will beat him all out

"Sorry Arga.. I'm sorry.." Ayla immediately felt guilty for talking like that.

"Come by.." said Arga slowly and then left with a feeling of annoyance from his room because of Ayla's speech.

It wasn't long before Lisa came to bring Ayla breakfast.

"Mrs are you better?" said Lisa while putting breakfast on the nightstand and take a plate of rice porridge without ketapi, complete with other rice porridge toppings.

"Yes Aunt .. Thanks."

Downstairs.

Arga, who had just come down the stairs and passed Lisa, immediately saw someone talking to her father and mother in the living room.

"Well that's him.. Please sit down first or Arga take Calysta around" said his mother.

Arga just nonchalantly stepped past those people. Instantly, Calysta's hand checks make Arga stop his steps. Staring at the hand held by Calysta. She pushed aside slowly without looking at Calysta.

"You Arga, you forgot me. I Calysta we used to play in the windmill park.. You often give me an umbrella even though it's not raining and it's not hot you say.. Calysta your skin becomes red if you sit in the open and get direct sunlight."

Arga breathed out and turned around.

"Haay.. How I have grown up.. Oiya you long time no see.. The more handsome it is. And soon I'll be your wife." Calysta cheered happily when she could see that Arga who was a child was now so mature and very handsome.

"Sorry Calysta.. I'm..."

"Hem.. Arga takes Calysta to the park and speaks there casually, "prevent Arga's mother before Arga finishes her speech.

"It turns out Calysta still remembers Arga yes.I don't think she ever forgot her childhood friend in the thatch near the ranch."

Arga's father chuckles.

"Well Petter let's talk about this casually in my study." Reciprocation

"Then I'll take the munimannya there." Arga's mother got up from her seat and stepped into the kitchen.

"You know Calysta's mother was expecting Calysta to marry your son" Petter said.

In the workspace

Arga's father asked Petter to sit on the sofa and he followed up to sit down and Mom Arga came in and asked the waiter to put a warm drink on the table.

Outside in the side garden, Arga just kept quiet while Calysta clung to him hugging his arm and spoiled.

Inside Ayla's room was pensive with the television on.

The new Lisa opens the Horden and the window lets the air of the room change.

"Master.. Miss Calysta."

"Just let bi I've let it go. Free to defend it. I don't have any power to break Arga's mother's orders" said Ayla, who heard Lisa's murmur.

Lisa nodded back in and sat down on the chair beside Ayla's bed.