
In the car, Ralia immediately shed her tears. He did not expect that the humiliation would hurt this much, why did he not think back from the beginning to accept Arshlan? Why is he so selfish by putting forward his lust without knowing himself?
"Darling, what's wrong with you? What are they talking about, hem?" arshlan asked anxiously while holding onto both of Ralia's shaken shoulders.
While the girl continued to be intrigued, was this what if their caste was different? Will the poor always be trampled by the rich?
Seeing Ralia who looks very sad, making Arshlan's heart hurt. But by asking when Ralia is being enveloped in emotion, then everything is just free.
Arshlan slowly pulled Ralia's body into her arms. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left earlier."
The handsome man tried to calm his lover by giving a warm hug and also some kisses.
But Ralia, who remembered the words that came out of Arhslan's mother's mouth, could not stop her crying.
His chest was very tight, because from the past until now, everyone he knew could only look one eye. Like when he needed help for his brother, no one came close, just because they looked like street beggars.
Why do we always fall victim to greedy rich people, brother? My heart hurts so much to accept this humiliation, what about you?
"I think it's enough, Brother," Ralia said in a trembling voice. He thought that forever the Arshlan family would never be able to accept someone like him.
Instead of being happy, he would just be constantly tormented.
"What's enough?" Arshlan asked back while cupping one of Ralia's wet cheeks.
"Take me off. Better we don't need to be in touch, me and Brother are different. Big brother is a successful and established man. While me? I'm nothing, brother!" ralia answered with excitement. If he could ask, he would love to fall in love with ordinary people.
So that he does not need to be involved in drama about the issue of property and the throne. He knew he would lose.
"You talking, honey? I never looked at you in that way. I love you because you are the only one who makes my heart beat. I don't care—"
"But your parents care! They need a daughter-in-law who is like her son. Unlike me, there's nothing to be proud of me, sister, even when I'm asked about my parents. I'm confused, I don't know what to talk to them about!" knock Ralia with her chest up and down. His crying broke again, and made Arshlan even more languishing.
She had no idea what her family was talking to Ralia. But from all the words and looks of her girl's eyes, she was well aware that it must have been very painful.
The handsome man closed his eyes for a moment. Then try to cupper both sides of Ralia's face. But the girl turned away. It feels like he is no longer able, if he has to go back to face with those people, and get insults that persist.
Eventually Arhslan chose to get out of the car. But that actually made Ralia in the fog. "Sister, where are you going?" Ask while holding Arshlan's arm.
"I have to talk to Mama and Papa" replied Arshlan with angry eyes.
"No. Don't fight, I don't want to just because I you guys fight. I beg you not to" said Ralia, she knew enough, she didn't want the Arshlan family to hate her more just because the man was defending her.
"I just want to have a good talk with them. So that they don't bother you. If you don't believe me, come with me."
"Sister, I'm fine, let's go home!"
Ralia shook her head, disagreeing with Arshlan's idea. But Arshlan, who was overcome with anger, did not want to listen to Ralia. He continued his intention to go back inside the house.
"Sister!" call Ralia by shouting. However, Arshlan's steps just got wider. And with Ralia forced to come down, he followed Arhslan who met his family.
Still at the dinner table, one family was enjoying a dessert after lunch. However, they are surprised by the arrival of Arshlan who continues to draw sharp gazes.
"Arsh," call the mother.
"What did you guys talk to Ralia about?" cetus Arshlan without further ado, while staring at everyone in turn, while Ralia who managed to catch up, immediately pulled Arshlan's arm.
He didn't want any commotion, let alone all of it happening because of him. "Sir, we're going home!"
Arshlan was deaf, but instead of heeding Ralia's invitation, she clasped her hand tightly, as if to show her family that she really loved the girl as she was.
"Arshlan, Mama just asked—"
"You're talking about caste? What happened to the Ralia caste? Is he standing right by my side?" arshlan asked again with a shout, making everyone could only shut up, because for the first time they saw Arshlan was furious.
"If you think that I only look at Ralia in terms of treasure. You're wrong! In my eyes Ralia was different. He has been by my side for five years, serving all my needs, without asking for payment. Because he knows I'm good to him. All this time I helped him a little, but he always gave me more. That's what makes me so sure he's the best for me. All this time, I've been obedient to Mama and Papa, I've never denied your orders. So, please ...for this time only, appreciate my decision to marry Ralia. If you can't accept it, then I'll never get married for good!" obviously Arshlan with great earnestness.
Then after that, he immediately pulled Ralia's arm to leave in front of his family. Because if it lingered, he wasn't sure only that would come out of his mouth.
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