Asena's Revenge
Wedding Lightning
Asena gnawed her two beads and the woman began to circulate her gaze around. This room seemed so foreign to him, black and white atmosphere filled his view. The room was so magnificent and luxurious that Asena felt uncomfortable and she suddenly felt threatened when consciously lying in a place that she did not recognize.
Due to exhaustion last night Asena was unconscious while in Mr. Altair's car. Mr. Altair could not bring Asena back to his house so he preferred to take the woman to his residence. Even Mr. Altair himself who carried Asena's body from the car to be in his room.
"Whose house is this?" asked Asena while trying to sit her body slowly.
asena's confusion began to be answered already when the woman looked towards the door that was swinging back and saw Mr. Altair walking into the room.
"You're awake, Asena and you should clean your body first and then put on the new clothes" said Mr. Altair as he glanced at the table above which there were two black paper bags.
"What about Mama's situation? Has he been found now?" ask the Lord Altair.
"After we're married, I'll promise you that all the information is in my hands" Mr. Altair said, "now clean your body because we're getting married at 08:00, before that we'll go to breakfast." After speaking Mr. Altair moved out of his room. The man's attitude remained as cold as ever, but the intonation of his voice was slightly lowered just to make Asena feel comfortable and not intimidated by his words as usual.
Mr. Altair was currently sitting at the dining table playing with his phone, looking at some neatly lined waiters behind the man with his head bowed.
Mr. Altair's attention began to divert when he heard the sound of footsteps walking towards him and it was Asena. The woman looked very beautiful when using a plain white dress with wrinkles on her waist, the white color Mr. Altair deliberately chose because it was a sign of the naive attitude that Asena had always had.
"Only by using natural lipstick alone has made it very beautiful," muttered Mr. Altair felt proud of the clothes he had chosen for Asena because the clothes seemed to fit perfectly in the body of his bride.
"Are you the waiter in this house?" asked Mister Altair and Asena immediately shook her head. "then sit down and eat together with me!" lord Altair's orders were irrefutable.
"Well, sir," replied Asena obediently. Fighting will also be free because the sultan is free.
"When are we getting married?" asena asked with her head bowed and the two women's hands clasped each other. Honestly Asena feels uncomfortable in this position, but he must still try to look strong in order to find the existence of Sima.
"It seems you can't wait to marry me" said Mr. Altair, leaning his back on the chair he was sitting on. Highlight the eyes of Mr. Altair did not pay attention to his bride-to-be.
"I can't wait to find out where Mama is," ASena answered truthfully confirming Mr. Altair's earlier words.
"Hahaha you always speak honestly and as it is, if it is not you who said it then I have made sure if the neck of the person will not be in place" said Mr. Altair honestly, but the man tried to joke. Mr. Altair was indeed not good at joking so the joke made all the servants behind him tremble in fear.
Asena took a sip of her own saliva after hearing Mr. Altair's words and she recalled the first time they had met. Mr. Altair is a cruel man and Asena must never forget him.
Mr. Altair saw the change in Asena's face, the neutral man gazed towards Asena's forehead which was moistened by a clear liquid. "She must be afraid of me and why am I joking like that?" as Lord Altair inwardly angry with himself. "have I learned how to seduce a woman from a reputable site?" ask God Altair to himself. Mr. Altair is indeed good at business but not with romance, whether so many women who want Mr. Altair even though the man is always acting at his own discretion.
Just this time an arrogant man like Mr. Altair was made confused by Asena. This is how the arrogant CEO and Arogan are in love.
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Asena and Mr. Altair were sitting in the living room of this house. They had just had a simple wedding reception attended by only Lan and also a few bodyguards as a witness. Asena felt very nervous because this was like a dream, now she was officially the wife of Mr. Altair and it was also a sign that Asena would know the condition of Sima.
Asena closed her eyes so tightly that she never dreamed of getting married simply without her mother knowing, after Sima found out what the woman's response to her. Or would Sima be angry that Asena took the decision unilaterally without telling her first? Or the middle-aged woman was actually happy because now Asena married a rich man in this country? All those questions were neatly lined up in Asena's mind. Asena's thinking came to a halt after she saw Lan take her place before the two of them.
Asena was about to refuse but when she remembered if the man beside her was her husband then Asena could only resign and follow the wishes of Mr. Altair.
"Be a good wife" said Mr. Altair, wiping Asena's head and kissing her forehead.
"Be a faithful man" murmured Asena lyrically, but unexpectedly it turned out that Mr. Altair could hear him. Perhaps it was because the distance between the two was so close that such a small sound could Mr. Altair very easily.
"I'll try," replied Mr. Altair and Asena just quietly returned to focus on staring at Lan's assistant.
"Say!" god Altair's orders to Assistant Lan.
"Well, sir," replied Lan's assistant.
Before Lan's assistant conveyed all of this, he first relayed all the results of his investigation to Mr. Altair first. And after Mr. Altair said that Assistant Lan could tell Asena this and that matter, Assistant Lan appeared before Miss Asena right now.
"I've investigated everything turned out to be Cem! It's not that Papa is the real father of Miss Asena," explained Lan's assistant.
Asena only commented on the happy smile because the cruel man was not her biological parents and it was appropriate that the man had always tried to torture Asena without any mercy. Perhaps it was for this reason that his mother hid everything and the brash man tried to take the opportunity to do whatever he wanted to his mother.
"Assistant Lan do you know who my real Papa is?" asena asked with a look in her eyes asking for an answer.
"Zegan Mor is Miss Asena's birth father. And she is also the birth father of Miss Yessi and Miss Zevana, too" Assistant Lan said honestly.
Asena's eyes were fully rounded as she learned of this truth. Or maybe both of them had known from the beginning if he was another child from their birth Papa? Or indeed from the beginning they both never liked it and tried to vent the frustration in their hearts on the woman who had given birth to it? The questions made Asena feel dizzy head to make her body began to be covered by cold sweat.
Mr. Altair who saw Asena's expression now felt unbearable and was about to ask Lan's assistant to stop her words however, Asena asked Assistant Lan to continue on.
"At first they didn't know everything until one day Zegan Mor came home from abroad and accidentally saw Mrs Asena cleaning her yard. Moments later Mr. Zegan and Mrs Sima chat on the sofa and Yessi accidentally hears everything until the fateful incident is inevitable," assistant Lan's words stopped she felt unable to speak the truth to Miss Asena whose face was now pale.
"What fateful incident do you mean Lan? Speak up," asena said with a body that had shivered in fear and her heart had been beating so fast that it made her breath feel intermittent due to the nervous and anxious feelings that were now filling her heart and mind.
"Since you'd better take a break first, later after you're much calmer then we'll talk again" asked Mr. Altair who felt sorry for the woman he just married.
"Lord Altair. I want to know where my Mom is now and what her condition is like? Once I find out then I will feel relieved," Asena persuaded Mr. Altair.
Mr. Altair could only sigh slowly then glance towards Assistant Lan and nod his head. A sign that the believer must continue his speech.
Lan's assistant who felt sorry for Madame Asena could not speak this truth until the man reached into the phone in his pants pocket and gave the video recording he had taken before to Miss Asena.
With trembling hands Asena held the phone then both beads her eyes stared at the video footage that was spinning incisively on the flat-shaped screen that was in her grasp now.
"Acenne ... Asena .. wake up," Mr. Altair panicked when he saw his wife unconscious in his arms.