With You I Find Love

Episode twenty

In accordance with his plan, he and his wife were on their way to a house that had been purchased by him for four years.

Split level style house, equipped with a carpet, swimming pool that is not too large, equipped with a rooftop, three bedrooms, two bathrooms, balcony, kitchen that blends with the dining room, living room, family room, the living room and mosque do not forget the laundry room is also available. The house is dominated by white and ash that looks beautiful so that it makes awe from those who see it.

In the past, the plan was to make the house as a wedding gift for the people he loved. But fate cannot be denied, Hope only leaves wounds in the end. That's if we hope for what we shouldn't hope for.

The house was never occupied by Atayad since his lover at that time betrayed him. However, he still told people to clean and take care of him.

The more the car drove closer to the house, the pain from the bloodless and invisible wound the more injured he was to affect his mood.

Silence ambushed the two since they decided to live life without the interference of their parents. There was no talk of them or audio playing. It was clear, silent.

"Are you sure this will be better for us" asked Ara.

Atayad glanced at Ara with a sharp look and did not answer him. After that he refocused his gaze on the streets he would pass.

"What is that expensive is a sentence for him" Ara said in her heart. Then he turned his face out the window.

After spending about two and a half hours, Atayad stopped his car in front of a white trellis gate. The house has a good distance from the house of Ara's parents and her parents.

"Have you arrived?" Ara asked as she looked at the building standing majestically in front of her.

The sharp glare of Atayad's eyes made Ara afraid so as not to throw back the question.

"Not much to ask, go down and bring your things in. Understand" snapped Atayad after removing the seatbell attached to his body.

Given his mass then affects his mood and attitude today. He slammed the car door as his feet stood perfectly on the ground.

Ara was so absorbed in what Atayad had done. "In addition to being stiff and arrogant, it turns out that this man also looks tempramen" that's what Ara said in her heart.

It seems he was reluctant to get out of the car after seeing the attitude of the husband. Moreover, there must be only one roof with her. How long will he survive in there? What if one day he came out of the house still with organs intact? Weight gain or vice versa.

Do not ask about the heart, feelings of love or the like, it is impossible he got that is how it is in the mind of Ara at this time.

"You will stay there or you will come in" said Atayad who suddenly surprised Ara by opening the door beside the steering wheel to pick up the phone left there.

Ara nodded in response. Somehow he did not feel sure it would be safe there even though the house was not creepy.

But the scary thing is the person who will live with him.

With a heavy heart Ara hooked the bag she had been holding onto her arm. With heavy steps Ara opened the car door and set her foot perfectly there.

One word as Ara watched the house she was about to leave "Beautiful" said it uttered from Ara's mouth not too loud but still heard by the person who was standing not far from his reach.

A couple of servants, paid by Atayad to clean the house every two days, smiled as they welcomed the two masters.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen" said the pair, bowing slightly.

"Show him a room" Atayad said as they entered the house.

"Okay sir" the servant allowed Ara to follow him. Just stepping on one of the steps, Atayad's voice stopped Ara and the maid.

"Don't let him touch or find out what he's not capable of" Atayad said in a flat, stressed-out voice.

Ara understood that what Atayad meant was her. Ara took her breath slowly to calm herself down.

Ara's feet were already treading perfectly on the mezzanine floor where the maid stopped. Ara was confused why he was not shown a room on the second floor, but he had glanced at three doors there.

The room that will be occupied by Ara measuring 3x3 m is equipped with a bed and wardrobe and a flat screen tv attached to the wall of the room.

"Not too bad for Ra" said Ara calm down that he must be heartened to sleep in a room that is smaller than the room he had before.

"Non, aunty stay first" said the waiter.

"Wait for bi.." said Ara "may I ask?" said Ara more heartedly did not want to make trouble for the waiter as well himself.

"Sorry non, if non Ara is about to ask about Mr. Atayad or the reason why miss provided this room I can not answer non. Maybe it would be better if non Ara asked directly to the concerned. I'm sorry lady" said the maid immediately turned around and left her mistress' wife.

After a few Ara had been silent since the servant left, the door of the room was opened by someone who was none other than Atayad.

"I don't provide servants in this house, so you can't be spoiled, you want to eat you can cook yourself, wash your own clothes and everything's all by yourself" said Atayad who did not move his position from the doorway while putting his hands on his chest.

"Just the waiter?" ask Ara

"I pay them to clean the house once every two days" replied Atayad.

Ara nodded her head nodding a sign she understood. "I can be independent" replied Ara.

Yes indeed Ara is used to being independent, her own business. But for the matter of cooking business he is not too clever, because he rarely learned that one.

Atayad turned around to leave Ara, then he undoes his intention when he remembers one more thing that he has not said.

"Oh yeah, I won't sleep one more room with you. And remember don't find out what isn't your capacity" Atayad said.

Ara nodded slowly, even though she was eager to curse at the man in front of her at this moment. It could have been that the man was being sweet in front of his parents, but it turned out to be just a camouflage.

A bitter smile was embedded in Ara's lips, after she realized the man called her husband was no longer there.

"Ah stupid once I can trust again with men. Obviously I've been made disappointed by them" Ara regretted in her heart. Clear liquid was seen rolling from his eye fertilizers again he felt let down by men. Ara walked over to a door that connected her room to a balcony just after she wiped her tears first.

An afternoon gust of wind hit his face that still had the rest of his tears left. Inhaling the afternoon air and permeating it was able to make himself calm, and peaceful. Uniting our minds with nature, then nature will give a reciprocal for us.

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