A Roof Without Love
A fragile arrogant and proud figure
As Ghanem clasped tightly onto the violet palm and carried it towards the front of the seat row of important people, Suddenly the violet eyeball met Karan's eyeball.
The man walked alone from the front door towards the front row seat, with a gaze so cold and flat he stared at the violet, then gazed towards Ghanem.
The sister-in-law was clearly aware of Karan's presence, she still clasped her violet hand and let the girl sit down on one of the chairs that was there.
"You can get the most comfortable position when sitting here"
Ghanem said quickly, then the man sat on his right side.
"You know best about Aunt Melly"
Ghanem suddenly said.
"Yes?"
Violet turned to Ghanem.
"When you feel uncomfortable with someone or something, talk about it, you can even argue with it if you want to"
Ghanem said again.
Violet knows she doesn't like to be the weak girl in front of everyone, only sometimes she has to push herself for a word of ETHICS against the older one.
"I'll look bad in their eyes"
Ghanem shook his head quickly.
"Even if you look bad, they will be afraid to step on you and will begin to be reluctant to argue with you, they will appreciate you more"
Ghanem replied while tightly grasping Violet's hand.
A split second later Karan had suddenly sat down beside his left, Ghanem slowly removed his hand.
Violet and Karan momentarily encounter each other eyeballs, then within seconds Karan casts his gaze followed by violet.
Really, what kind of relationship is this?!.
Violet said in her heart, it felt like she wanted to laugh out loud at this time if she remembered they were married, not at home, not outside still the same.
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Violet took a slow breath for some time, she was actually trying to escape from everyone at this moment, trying to run away from the bunch of rich people who were deeply disturbing her feelings, she said,even escaping from the presence of Karan that really felt like a stranger to him.
And the most precise goal that Violet had thought of since earlier was to head towards the balcony.
The girl seemed silent, standing on the edge of the balcony on Pagari by the iron-silver fence.
For a moment violet sighed, she closed her eyeballs slowly for some time.
But suddenly a person's voice sounded from the direction of his right side, for a moment violet frowned.
"Did it hurt?"
"Why go without talking to me?"
"Did young aunt see you?"
"Uncle Saber met you and went back to talking no-no?"
"He hurt you?"
The questions sounded clear from the violet, but strangely there were no answers at all to those questions, and the violet knew who the owner of the voice from behind the lips was.
Slowly his legs approached the direction of origin of the sound, immediately the violet eyeballs were perfectly rounded when he knew who was behind the wall.
Karan was sitting on his legs, while a woman he saw in the elevator with the karan was sitting on a chair, she just kept quiet while displaying her teary eyes, the beautiful woman just shook her head or nodded her head as Karan again asked a question.
The two women's hands gently stroked Karan's face, as if displaying a regretful facial expression there.
A split second later Karan immediately hugged the woman's body, and this was the first time Violet heard a Karan bin Narayan crying as she said.
"I'm sorry for always being slow to protect you"
The proud and arrogant figure looked so fragile in front of the woman that Violet believed was Rasty.
As soon as Violet covered her mouth with both of her palms, the girl retreated quickly, not knowing why but it felt like the sight was enough to make her feel so hurt.