IN-LAW
You open your heart a little

"Ara please." Lirih Varga, her voice was raucous with enlarged pupils. Aralia shook her head, prompting Varga to make way for her.

Aralia sat on the bed, shedding tears. Varga clasped Aralia's hand on the edge of the bed.

"I'm sorry Ara, I don't intend to demean you. I did it for love. Ilove you. Really am. Can't you just sneak into my heart, find some sincerity there?" varga said, staring expectantly at Aralia.

"That's your problem, you shouldn't have to waste your time and calm down to love me" Aralia said, turning her gaze the other way.

Varga took off her grip and cupped Aralia's face, bringing her to his gaze.

"A little bit you opened your heart to me Ara. Just a little bit, next I will open wide to get in there. Please ...." Please Varga.

" We don't get married out of love, I get married out of the will of Rena's sister, Mama. Brother did that because of them too, right? We're doing this for them, can't you live as we agreed? Please understand Ara brother, for the first time I fell in love, for the first time my heart was pounding for him." Aralia said she shed her tears. "I'm sorry," lirihny with her sad eyes.

Aralia walked into the bathroom, closing the door from the inside. Sit on the edge of the bath after turning on the faucet and crying there as you please.

Varga took a heavy breath looking towards the bathroom door, the fur in the corner of her eyes anchored to her cheeks. The man was crying in silence. Weak because of love. What he lacks cannot win the heart of the woman he has bound in marriage.

"Aralia is mine, forever mine no matter what." He said, convince himself. He has the determination to defend his own at any cost even though he will do unusual ways.

Varga hears a cell phone ringing from inside Aralia's bag. Varga glanced at the bathroom door, thinking what Aralia was doing there. Varga opened Aralia's bag and pulled out the thing. Then smiled wryly with a sour look at the caller.

Varga lifted up, and brought it closer to his ear.

"Ara, you're okay, right? Your husband didn't hurt you? I'm so worried." From across the street, Reven was in his room worried.

"That sounds like you're very worried about my wife. You don't have to worry about it. He was fine and was in the bathroom to rid himself of the sweat that plastered his body" said Varga staring coldly with his gloomy face. Then continuing his words was deliberately inciting.

"Be aware, sometimes after a fight couples choose to make peace in a unique way and that's what we do now. Make up sex is the best sex, as people call it." Varga smirked, he was curious as to what the man's face looked like after hearing this word.

"Silent. You're just making up for me, you think I believe. Your wife loves me even she promised to give me her first kiss."

Hearing that Varga's face darkened, gulped down her saliva and fell silent for a moment. Think about how he is behaving now. Between sad or happy. On the one hand he cursed Aralia, so crazy his wife was planning to give her first kiss to a stranger and on the other hand Varga was relieved because not long ago he had snatched the kiss.

"You're confident? Too bad I took it. Touch it gently and you want to know what happened? He gave up everything for me." Varga said in a calm tone.

"Suckers! You don't realize you've become a hindrance to our love."

"I'll send you a location for us to tell you tonight. Come and I'll wait for you there. It'd be better to meet and solve this problem even if you have the guts." Varga calmly said it, and turned off the phone.

Realizing Aralia was in the bathroom for so long, Varga decided to knock on her door and called.

"Ara ..., open the door." Call Varga, put his ear on the door leaf and hear the sound of rushing water from the faucet.

"Ara, I said open the door!"

Chequek.

The door opened, Aralia came out of there with a wet face but her eyes were puffy.

Varga's heart throbbed, seeing how pitiful Aralia was right now.

"Give me your cell phone cipher." Varga said following Aralia from behind.

Aralia clucked, tired of quarreling, and saw that her phone was now in Varga's hands.

"This is my phone." Aralia took her phone from Varga's hand. Uncovered his password and then threw the origin on the bed.

No problem for Varga, such a thing he was used to receiving from his wife. She often gets that attitude from Aralia.

Varga takes the thing and searches for the name of the goddamn guy who's already got him into a fight with Aralia.

Send the location where they met.

"I need the password" said Varga, asking for Aralia to mention it.

"For what?" Aralia.

"Give it."

Aralia took a heavy breath. "Bianca's birthday" she said, getting into bed.

"alright. Don't forget dinner, I'm going somewhere and I'm taking your phone."

"What does that mean? Where are you going?"

"Dating. You wanna come?" Varga smiles.

"My phone?"

"I brought it,"

But a second later ...

"Where are you going?" Her question again stopped Varga's steps that were already at the door. Aralia is afraid that this man will use his phone to meet Reven.

Varga thinned her lips and went out of the room and closed the door.

Fifteen minutes, Varga waited at the spot he had set. Beach.

Afternoon - the wind blew louder, the sound of waves rumbled. Varga chose this place because he believed it was safer to beat up Reven.

Aralia's phone, which Varga was carrying, rang immediately.

"Come to the shore, not far from the coconut tree." Varga tightened her voice.

Soon after, Reven was there. Standing beside Varga at a distance of a meter, the two stared at each other. Reven's gaze was full of intimidation while Varga was calm as if she was meeting a close friend.

"Hai man .., we finally met too" Varga said casually.

"Tell me the point. Because I don't have time to joke with you."

Reven stared at Varga sharply. His heart was still very hot to hear Varga's chatter over the phone about his intimacy with Aralia. Which in real is just a joke.

Varga chuckled, remained relaxed and looked straight into the middle of the ocean.

"How do you know my wife?" ask Varga in curiosity.

"You invited me just to hear our beautiful story, if it's true I'll gladly tell it."

Varga chuckled, her sharp eyes scanning Reven. The man was tall at around 170, white skin matched his thin face. Her nose was pierced with beautiful eyes. Can be sure that this man is easy to get women as he pleases. But why my wife?

"You teasing him?" ask Varga

"You know what love is, Mr. Varga Sadah? Love is an emotion of personal affection and attraction. The first time we met there was a sense of interest between us. Love chose to dock between us. Not as it happened to you. In sir!" Reven's explanation turned Varga's calm face gloomy, especially in the last part of the word that was deliberately slowed down.

Varga sighed trying to calm herself down, "So what should I do?"

"Why are you asking? You should have known yourself better, and given Aralia freedom away from you. Let her be happy, let her choose her own love."

"But unfortunately I have no intention of letting go. I want you to feel like you love someone without being able to reach."

"Silk!"

"Me?"point Varga at himself. "I'm being selfish? So what about you, goddamn it? Are you not selfish. Love someone who already has a master?" Varga pulls the collar of Reven's shirt. "Just because you fell in love and you said that love chose you together?"

Bugs!

The punch hit the corner of Varga's lips. Reven slid his hand violently tore the corner of Varga's lips to make the man fall on the sand of the beach.

"Dissolve Aralia!" he said he clutched Varga's shirt neck.

Varga threw out Reven's hand, rubbing the corners of her torn lips. The grin on his gloomy face appeared. He quickly floated a fist reply right at the Reven temple. Dropped the man to the beach sand and pressed his body to stay.

"What did you say? Divorce my wife?" Not long ago you called me selfish and what did you say? Selfish right?"

Varga strangled Reven's neck until he felt difficulty breathing.

"You taught me about love? You think I'm a stupid jerk? Theory is easier than practice. You want to destroy my household? By bringing your love theory? I gave my heart to Aralia as well as my life and I didn't demand that she love me." Varga took off the giggles. He's not crazy enough to kill someone for love. Reven wakes up with a cough. Trying to breathe a lot of air.

"Leave my wife if you understand real love." Pinta Vargo.

Reven chuckled, staring cynically at the resistance.

"No will! I love her."Reven ran towards Varga and smacked Varga's cheek hard.

Seeing Varga fall, Reven pierced and gripped Varga's neck.

"Aralia loves me, you bound her by force on behalf of your daughter." Hearing his daughter offended, Varga tried to break away from Reven and beehasil.

Varga showered Reven with her fists. On the head, jaw, cheeks and also kicked the chest Reven. She doesn't accept Reven's words that make her daughter the only reason they got married. Even if in reality it is true.

Reven lay on his stomach on the sand, small waves drenching his already weakly sprawled body.

Varga called the ambulance and told them of their position. Varga sat with all his sweat. Their debate is draining.

While waiting for the ambulance came Varga said.

"God is tired." laid his tub on the sand staring at the darkened sky.