IN-LAW
I'll be a submissive wife

Self-esteem is something that needs to be taken care of. Because self-esteem is a manifestation of the desire to remain honorable. That's what makes Varga sacrifice himself, in the eyes of his family worthless. All that he did was not solely for himself but to preserve the honor of his wife who lost her loyalty.

Varga does not want her family to look down on Aralia, cheap and despicable. That's why Varga admitted to surprising things that he did not expect his family to do. But instead of appreciating his sacrifice, his wife even with a gablang said her concern for other men. As if assuming what Varga did is nothing or maybe the woman also considers Varga a fool. Yes, Varga is stupid. He has been fooled by his own feelings, fooled by his love for Aralia.

Love can be happy and can be devastating. Which love Varga now faces. Happiness or destruction?

Varga turned her gaze from the ceiling of her room, turning her head where Aralia was asleep. Curled up against the back of the sofa without a blanket covering her small body.

Varga took a long breath. Not a second did he close his eyes, get up and sit on the edge of the bed while twitching the base of his nose. Though her heart ached still she could not bear to see Aralia sleeping on the sofa.

Varga clucked violently, moving her legs closer to the sofa. Staring at Aralia lamat-ambi then sighing long.

Varga bends to make sure Aralia is in the dream world before she lifts Aralia's body and moves her to bed.

Sleep well, like a person without a burden. His tiny face looks plain without any makeup polish there.

Varga was eager to caress Aralia's white cheek, and unknowingly her fingers almost touched it and came to a halt when her wife turned around.

Varga smiled and pinched her lips, then moved to the sofa to sleep.

At breakfast, Varga, Aralia and Ele sit quietly at the dinner table. Aralia slowly chewed her food. Ele and Varga just stared at her breakfast without intending to eat it.

The morning was very different, usually the food-scented room was always warm with their little chatter. Anything can be a joke but right now the room feels cold.

Every now and then Ele sighed, staring lazily at Varga. The room was getting gripping when Mr. Roland's there.

Mr. Roland who was intending to have breakfast before leaving for work suddenly lost his taste once he saw Varga. His face was flat with a sharp gaze making Varga look down.

"You're down? Breakfast first, I'll make it." said Ele, get up from his seat and immediately rejected Mr. Roland's.

"Don't love, I'll just go." Mr. Roland turned around and followed his wife.

"Sweet you haven't had breakfast. Eat a little later—"

"I'll have breakfast at the office" said the husband, trying to tidy up his slightly loosened tie.

Ele grabbed her husband's arm, twisting to face him. Then tidied up her husband's tie and said, "Don't be too hard on him, don't make one mistake that he did so cover up the good he had been doing."

"You defended him ...."

"No, I'm not defending him. Last night I was thinking why Varga did that. My son is a good man, mature and always thinking about the feelings of those around him. I also saw that they were okay. I wonder what's wrong ...."

"Talk to her and tell her to end the relationship if it's still going, or let her get out of the house. Bianca and Aralia pretty much took down his position as my son."

"Honey ...,"

"I'll go first." Mr. Roland kissed his wife's forehead gently and Ele nodded in agreement.

Varga's eyes looked at Aralia who had lowered her head earlier, silent after Mr. Roland left the dining table on an empty stomach.

Varga, clucking tired. Slowly he placed his pair of cutlery next to his plate then pushed the chair he was sitting on and left the dining table.

Aralia bit her lower lip, looking at Varga's departure without touching her food.

"What price, Ra?" Ele asked who suddenly came and made Aralia aghast.

"To the room, Ma." replied Aralia slowly. There was a heavy sigh from Ele, then Ele sat down beside Aralia. For a moment looking at Aralia, it was visible from his gaze that the old man wanted to say something.

"Ara ..., sorry Varga yes," said Ele, and spontaneously brought Aralia's gaze to him.

"I-I, I ...."

There was nothing Aralia could say other than nodding in agreement. His mouth was tightly locked and was only able to curse himself in the heart.

All's fault ....

Aralia climbed the stairs to her room, opened the door and saw Varga standing in front of the mirror. Aralia came in and stood not far from Varga. Until the man could see Aralia's reflection in the mirror.

"Sir, I-I want to talk ...," murmured Aralia hesitantly. Varga shook her head and continued her work.

Aralia closed her eyes, "listen, I'm sorry for what happened last night, I broke the peace in this house and I've made papa mama hate big brother but this also makes me —"

"You're sorry for the commotion you've made? But not with the illegal relationship you're in. Too bad, I don't care. Do what you want to do and don't bother me." said Varga looking straight at Aralia full of anger.

Aralia swallowed her saliva, lowered her head and her tears were now dripping. There was no resistance as usual from him, this time just silence.

When Varga stepped out the door he heard Aralia's sobbing and it made him want to turn around and love and apologize. But not this time. Varga is tired of always forgiving. He grabbed the door handle and opened it to go from there.

Aralia cried, turning around when she heard the door close.

Do I go to college or not? His wife walked to the bathroom.

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It has been a week of deserted houses, not because there are no inhabitants but because the residents who live there are busy with themselves.

Varga does her usual routine, morning work comes home last afternoon and busies herself with her laptop and ignores Aralia who tries to get her to talk.

Ele was still trying to persuade her husband to make peace with their son Varga.

"Honey she regretted it ..," said Ele, The woman tried to persuade her husband after they spent a hot night in bed.

"Well, I'll forgive him for you and that's also because ...," Mr. Roland approached then whispered right in Ele's ear in a sensual tone. "Tonight I was very satisfied. You're the best baby." whispered praising his wife. Ele slapped her husband's arm in embarrassment.

While Aralia chose to read comics through her mobile phone after successfully putting Bianca to sleep. So it continues until Aralia is tired and wants to throw the man on the sofa.

"Sister!" angered Aralia, looked at Varga and the man was a little shocked at being too focused on his phone. He turned his head and again focused on the sophisticated thing.

Aralia clucked, clutching her chest.

"When do you keep this up? Don't you want to apologize Ara? I haven't been to college for a week and it's because Ara's been serving a big brother ban." Protest and received no response.

Aralia thaws, somehow even looks spoiled. Aralia.

"Sir ..," Call him again from the bed, making Varga frown. Aralia got out of bed approaching Varga.

"Don't you hear me?" Rajuk Aralia stomped her feet in front of Varga, deliberately disturbing her husband.

"Fra! Don't be a kid. If you want to go to college, then who can ban you."

"Sister," he said, making Varga look up, finding Aralia looking at him with a raised eyebrow while squinting at the man and smiling sweetly."I'll be the submissive wife you want." connect Aralia.

Just looking at Aralia's sexy gaze made Varga want to give up. But the man again chose to ignore him and sighed heavily.

"Any," Varga muttered, making Aralia snort and turn to leave the man, and lay down on her bed.

The corner of Varga's lips twitched withstanding a smile.

he said he wanted to obey, so immediately crammed. he thought continuing his busy life with a smile.

Looks like I need a tutorial seduce this man.Inner Aralia, started typing on her phone looking for articles that she can apply to seduce Varga.