Belengu Revenge OM Kaya
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Aelin stepped her feet into the room in front of her.
The room was so spacious it was even three times the size of his room.
Rooms are wrapped in bright creame paint, decorated with figures that are no less expensive.
In the middle of the room, of course, he could see, a bed with an over size with matching colored sheets.
Then in the corner of the room, stood beautifully with a sleeping lamp with dazzling carved details and petting every eye.
On the left side, there is a large window that is directly connected to a garden, which Aelin believes is a garden next to the house.
Is beautiful.
That one word is appropriate for a room as beautiful and neat.
Aelin's frail hand stroked a small piano-reflica figurine placed on the nightstand.
The figura looks so similar to the original.
Be honest.
If it may be said, he slightly admired the wealth of the jerk man.
But who still does not understand, why all things hurt right it happened to him.?
Like there's a plan that's deliberately aimed at her.
What exactly does Davin want from her.?
Starting from approaching his father, then seizing his crown, then slandering his self and finally marrying his self.
Not that it can't be just a coincidence.
His cerebellum is not as innocent as that, if he can not be bent right events that are like deliberately aimed at him.
Aelin's curiosity and resentment are getting excited to know all the motives Davin behind it all.
But, there is little that makes him more confused, namely Davin's attitude to himself.
The man was like a cunning fox that could turn into anything.
He was so sweet and called her a wife.
Then if all this is not hate, why is that jerk slandering her so cruelly, when among them, they each know what really happened that night.
Aelin breathed her rough breath, out of her detective mind that always made her head dizzy and a little spinning.
Like him, he must rest for a moment to recover his energy to face his true suffering.
Aelin focuses on its two neutrals on two doors with different colors.
But he decided to enter the door with the most different colors from the door that one impressed similar to the door of this room.
And it turns out his guess is not wrong, he entered the right room, namely the bathroom.
Her current sense body was almost destroyed after passing through a day filled with drama and wounds.
Not to mention the time to this house, he had to walk ten kilometers until his sense to his two feet mingled and wanted to escape from his body.
Aelin turned on the hot water tap on bethub, pouring a little therapeutic scented liquid that certainly could, at least reduce the stress in his mind.
Aelin undressed bride quite heavy and difficult.
Then go into the bethub and sink his whole body except his head that still poking out.
The warm sensation in the drainage of water, it is very effective to relax his body which since last night continues to wait, facing the problem of many tubes that hit him.
The aroma of therapy in the liquid that he poured out, at least able to lighten the burden of his mind that had piled up towering like an everest mountain.
"Huhhh so long a day.. But now I don't know, if nobody wants me... There was no other option not to indulge in the game of that jerk guy... If I continue to cry and lament all of her then that bastard will be her winner... The blood of the Dirwantar family flows in my body, I will prove papy if your disbelief in me is a big mistake. And for you Davin Arselion old man bangka, do not underestimate this weak girl.. " Aelin said with her two beautiful eyes that enlarged and harbored the fire of hatred so great.
Aelin sank her head into the bethub, enjoying every warm sensation throughout her body.
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But this time everything was different. This time he sat in the chair that Aelin used to sit in while eating dinner.
Aelin's crisp laughter and witty guyon throw are still Mr. Arkelin feels right in this room.
Slender.
Silent.
Silent.
That is the condition that afflicts him. Every night that would pass now he had to pass by himself.
Just a few hours Aelin left this house, as if her happiness was brought by her little daughter.
Mr. Arkelin swallowed his saliva forcibly, his gaze again-dewy.
He moved from his seat, died of dinner dishes that had been prepared by the servants for him.
His legs, which were getting older, stepped towards his bedroom.
Tonight his taste he has no appetite to eat or fill the stomach.
It turns out true, if sad and bad mood eating appetite also decreased.
Mr. Arkelin circulates his gaze, as he has reached his own room.
Her sight netra fell at one point on one side in her room, which was a door with beautiful carvings.
Mr. Arkelin turned the door knocks and entered the room which instantly made his tears fall instantly.
His article now, he is in the memory room of his late wife who is loved very much. The late mother of Aelin.
Mr. Arkelin deliberately made this room to treat the longing of his soulmate who had long before himself met the creator.
His two footsteps again moved towards a wall of money covered in bright red curtains.
With one move, Mr. Arkelin threw a curtain on the wall.
It looks like a large painting of a smiling woman. Hand held a baby warmly.
Such a beautiful woman, with bright blue eyes exactly like the eyes of princess Aelin.
Mr. Arkelin stared longing at the painting in front of him, living a life without a wife was like living an unguided empty life.
But all he can overcome because Aelin is the reason for his life spirit.
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Hayyyo. who read do not forget the donk comment... Othor's work on this one has not been ngomenin😭 so sad othor😭
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