Captured by the Past
CHAPTER 39: Jewelry box part 2.

At 21:00 wib Royyan arrived at his private house, regardless of how the car was parked he just threw the keys to the car he was driving to his driver who had done nothing all day, the driver was only helping with the work at the mansion, because Royyan had not used his services all day. After that, the tall and sturdy man dived into the main door equipped with a smart lock, inside the house the servants were lined up in front of him to welcome him home.

"Welcome sir,"why all the servants in unison.

Royyan nodded slowly and spread his gaze to every corner of the vast living room, but there was no figure he was looking for, usually the wife was always in the living room equipped with a large television. However, lately Almira has not done that, probably because his job at the boutique is getting more and more and piling up so his wife does not do it, he thought so.

"Miss is in the kitchen, he says he wants to cook*******pancake***********," Syani said, it was as if he knew who had made Royyan look agitated as his eyeballs did not stop spinning looking for something.

Shortly after that Royyan pulled his step towards the kitchen which was located a little far from the middle room. Passing through the living room that was blocked by the white wall then he continued his steps to the right hallway that led him towards the kitchen, arriving at the kitchen the dashing man took the suit off his body, leaving the suit behind, and he put it on the dining table chair that is on the left side of the kitchen.

A meter from Royyan at this moment, he saw that Almira was having trouble baking pancake dough with a big fire, because she never knew how to cook. However, for some reason this time he wanted to plunge into the kitchen and cook his own dinner, whereas in the house were twelve servants who were ready to be ruled by him.

The mullet-haired man did not come to his wife, he still saw her from a distance until his wife turned to him while carrying a slightly charred pancake in her spatula, her face shriveled and her lips pursed, the droplets in his eyes began to evaporate and controlled the brownish eyeball.

"Kok gosong .. was not long roasted," he whined in front of all the servants who were waiting for him.

"The fire is too big, miss" said one of the servants.

"Oh that .. well, dear dong this is a charred," he said as he threw the pancake on a plate that had been prepared on the table.

It was then that Royyan approached, and raised one hand gesturing to leave him with his wife. With a swift waiter who accompanied Almira was immediately out of the kitchen area, then Royyan approached Almira who had started pouring pancake dough on a teflon skillet again.

"The fire is too big" said Royyan who was standing right behind Almira, his hand pressed against the ceramic on which was the stove, while one more hand he used to shrink the volume of the fire.

The deg!

Almira blinked, surprised by Royyan's arrival, because before he did not realize there was Royyan in the kitchen area, as soon as he turned his body while holding a medium-sized container containing pancake dough.

"Whenever here? I went back and forth to the room" he said with a beating heart very fast.

Slowly Royyan painted his face with a sweet smile that made Almira's heart even more excited, then the burly man took the dough container that was in Almira's grasp and moved it to the table behind him made of building materials and ceramic.

"Why do you suddenly cook pancakes, usually never touch the kitchen," Royyan asked after he no longer blocked Almira's body near the stove.

Do not get caught by me, if I want to learn to make his favorite food, prestige!

"Well, I'll have children, so I have to learn from now on" Almira and she didn't realize that made Royyan grin wider than he did.

While the woman who tied her hair like a ponytail was still focused on her pancakes that began to improve. Royyan did not want to disturb his wife who was trying, he immediately covered the dinner table and opened the laptop that he kept in a black box bag that he always took away to his office, on the left is a box of jewelry.

Pancakes have matured, he arranged on the plate as many as six stacks in one plate, he said, then he poured honey sauce on it until it spread down to the entire area of the plate and also he piled with strawberry vanilla ice cream that was always in his refrigerator, except for the scorched Almira let stand on the table in front of his stove, then he paddled his steps carrying the two plates of pancakes to the dining table.

One she put the plate next to Royyan while the other she put it in front of her husband's laptop, then she returned to her seat next to Royyan, but Royyan first grabbed the waist of Almira who was about to cover the area behind his chair in one move he pulled the wife fell on his lap.

"Sir Royyan!"peekik Almira sharpened his gaze while hitting Royyan's chest several times.

Royyan only smiled after seeing Almira relentlessly hitting him, then he held onto both hands of Almira and pulled her behind his own body, making his face become very close to Almira.

"I've told you, if you're still not really in love the same I don't do things that you really love me, a kiss at home mami papi that's the last yes, yes, this time if you do it again I will be really angry, "threat Almira who is still stone and does not realize if all Royyan treatment is a form of love.

It turns out that you still do not understand what I mean by this treatment, I love you Ami, why you never understand. For some reason his mind was always fluent in words, but his mouth was very difficult to speak.

Seeing the wife pulling the veins of her forehead, she immediately released Almira and her flat and cold face regained control of Royyan, then she removed the laptop and began to eat pancakes made by Almira, who had been born, furthermore, only silence accompanied this couple. Until finally the pancake was exhausted and moved to each stomach, before long Royyan gave the jewelry box in front of Almira.

"Keep this box,"he taps it flat which then shifts the plate already clean from the food and pulls his laptop again back up to him.

What box is this? Why is it that I have to nyimpen, the more strange this day my husband. Almira's inner pout who then slowly snatched the box.

He didn't want to take it, but his curious soul always urged him to find out about anything he didn't already know. Her tiny hand grabbed the blue box and immediately opened it, and yes ... Almira was very surprised after seeing the contents inside the box, a set of jewelry that was in the auction some time ago.

"Well, that jewelry was beautiful at the time."thank you Almira seemed happy to see a set of jewelry everyone's dream was in front of her eyes.

Gradually he touched the necklace that became a pioneer in a set of jewelry output of the latest from the company, his smile that had disappeared earlier, has now returned to fullness until his beautiful face became sweet and adorable.

"Well?!"Almira was surprised by Royyan's statement just now, she frowned deeply.

Soon he closed the jewelry box and a little removed from it, "you give me this expensive jewelry, love your mom or sister Aneu, I don't want to have a debt of gratitude with you, when we finish this wedding, I'll just go" Almira explained.

It turns out that all this time Almira still thinks this marriage will end when Royyan already does not want this marriage, immediately making Royyan furious, and, he turned his face violently while closing his laptop hard until the dining table shook, making Almira surprised to shake his body back, he fitted the husband's side face with a hint of fear.

"Why are you angry?"

"Keep the jewelry with you, if you don't, you'll know the consequences" threatened Royyan, then he left the dining table carrying his papers, laptop and suit.

The man with wide back quickly disappeared in the black passageway connecting between the living room and the kitchen, while Almira was sculpting, she was really surprised to see the figure of Royyan who was being cupped in anger, then she took the jewelry box back and hugged it tightly.

"Why the hell, really nakutin tuh people, is it really what I said, right, she does not love me because she does things like a husband and wife and gives things like this." eventually Almira grumbled to herself at the dinner table.

In the room Royyan also grumbled, he put his cellphone and laptop on his desk in his private room, he said, while the suit he threw recklessly then he opened one by one the buttons of his shirt and he stripped his shirt to his bare chest after that he threw it carelessly also on the floor.

"Why don't you be sensitive anyway wonder me, I've kissed twice still not sensitive what I rasain, there is a girl who is not a bad pekanya kayak like this, Aaaaaargh ...."he ruffled his hair so that it was no longer as neat as it had been. "Gue has to tell the truth why I hid it from the public, let him understand the reason for what," he said then came out of his study and immediately came out of his room.

Outside Almira's room had just arrived hugging the jewel, as soon as she paddled her feet near Almira, arrived in front of Royyan's wife and pulled her into her room.

"Sir ... What the hell, why? You're weird today, what's the matter? I was just talking about what really happened between us, I was wrong, '" said Almira for a moment he was pulled from the outside until he went into the room.

"Diem," decisively Royyan took Almira to the shore of his bed, and he sat his wife there.

"What the hell sis." the golden-brown woman brushed Royyan's hand away from him.

"Diem, and don't talk much, I want to talk seriously," demanded Royyan point at his wife.

The beautiful woman frowned, and chose to follow what her husband said.

"OKAY. First ... I hid this marriage because I don't want you to be harmed because of my mistake, ah actually it's not my fault,"said Royyan with legs that rise to the top of one while his other legs he let dangle down, which he then followed with a head bobble.

"You're talking about what the hell, from the beginning you're always about my safety, why me and what's the matter with you, Aneu's explanation even I don't understand, what the hell is it?"reply Almira who is always confused with the word security that comes out of Royyan's mouth.

"I didn't do anything wrong, but it's just a grudge he's the same as me," she said, making Almira want to throw her brains out of work.

"Error? Whahuh? The story from the beginning try, you know your wife's brain is not really cool-pinter,"grim Almira pursed her lips.

Hearing the whining of his wife and he let out a long sigh, then he opened his belt and pulled it out of his pants, Almira who saw him suddenly frightened and shifted his body backwards.

"Why are you?"point at Almira with a fiercely widened eyeball.

"You know about Dirta, Ajun, Elshara and me, if we were best friends."

Almira nodded with a brain that kept thinking hard, looking forward to what Royyan wanted to say to her.

"We used to be best friends, but there was one when Elshara said she liked me."

Almira quickly interrupted Royyan's words, "yes I know from Aneu's sister."

To reply to Almira's words, immediately Royyan nodded his head and his mouth was silent for a moment with a gaze that was still straight focused on the wife.

"Dirta likes El too, after I found out Dirta likes El, I stayed away from El to appreciate Dirta, but after graduation, El moved to paris and El had an accident, when Dirta found out that El could not be found and declared dead, Dirta was frustrated and accused me of causing the accident, because El went to want to forget his love for me,"obviously the length of Royyan who managed to make Almira speechless and said nothing more.

The petite woman was completely stifled, she began to understand what her husband had been thinking all along. "So Dirta called you?"tanya Almira wants to affirm from the riddle of all this.

Again the man with the stern jaw nodded and did not say anything for the next few minutes, letting a silent atmosphere envelop him. He was stringing the right words to spit out in front of Almira who was now painting her face with sadness and pity soaring high in her eyes.

NEXT ....