
Ra, I'm a submissive boyfriend but why do I feel that you're deliberately ignoring me. No news and you're not going to college either. I miss you and can we meet? I wait and call soon.
As soon as the message Reven sent to Aralia.
I'm sorry Re, I'm too busy with my fear. It was all messed up after that day and I lost my nerve just to give you the news. Aralia read the message.
Aralia hears the bathroom door open, and when she throws the phone into the bed, she doesn't want Varga to feel suspicious of her. He saw Varga come out using only a towel wrapped around his hips. The man seemed to accidentally expose his sexy body in front of Aralia, from her hair that was still wet with water piercing the neck and anchored on the man's back, sexy make Aralia blink with her mouth slightly open.
"What do you want ...?" Aralia asked nervously.
"Why?" Varga knitted her eyebrows together, looking at Aralia who was focused on staring at Varga's flat belly. It was very tempting to him but Aralia was still very innocent for such a thing.
"You can get out?" Varga asked ignoring Aralia who was looking at her full of mystery.
"Why should I go out?" Aralia asked innocently.
Varga took a breath, "you want to see me wearing my clothes? With pleasure, you can sit sweetly and watch me." Varga said casually.
"Curried?" Aralia immediately turned around as Varga prepared to pull out her towel. "Usually also wear clothes in the bathroom." grumbled Arali closed his eyes then walked towards the door, Varga smiled seeing Aralia misbehaved.
I don't know what happened to Aralia's heart to jump around and seem to demand out of there.
What the hell, what's wrong with my heart? Oh my .. I need air.
Varga came down the stairs, walked through the living room and met Mr. Roland's.
"For pa ..," said Varga and ignored his father. Varga is sad to see Mr. Roland ignored her and it had been almost a week.
Ele looked at the two men while taking a deep breath. Staring at the sad face of his son made him feel the sadness of Varga. If last night the husband promised to forgive his son but that does not mean it was immediately done. Mr. Roland needed time to talk to Varga so that the apology was not only spoken from the mouth but sincere from the heart.
Varga nodded her head trying to calm her heart while continuing her steps out of the house.
"Sir ..," Call Aralia when you see Varga wants to get in her car. "You're leaving already?" ask Aralia to come closer.
"Mmm, uh,"
"But Ara wants to go to campus," Varga clucked, seeing Aralia confused.
"Whatever."
"But Ara wants to be ushered in with sister,"
"Usually also ride online, you can go alone."
"I-iya but kali .. i-this I want to be escorted by sister." said Aralia timidly.
Varga clucked, since when was Aralia this weird.
"You asked me to take you to college while you haven't had a shower, got dressed and so on. You want me to wait for that? Waste of time." Varga opened the door of her car and immediately entered, leaving Aralia to wash her lips.
Aralia clucked violently, staring at the car disappearing from her sight.
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Aralia rested her head on the back of a long bench in the campus garden. He decided to meet Reven there. Since Reven's quarrel with Varga, Aralia has not met him or just told him.
Cayrol turned out to follow in his friend's footsteps secretly and hid behind a flower whose height reached his height.
Aralia must have met her boyfriend, and I'll tell her Uncle's handsome. The battery is in your heart, ready to pull out the phone.
"Take a picture or vidoe? Ah Video just let more nyekik tuh to the heart. "say him grin.
Soon Reven arrives and Cayrol prepares to take the recording.
"Hei Ra ..," said Reven to Aralia who was emptying her mind. Reven patted Aralia's head slowly.
"Hey ..., have you come?" Aralia shifted her seat to the end of the bench and signaled Reven to sit down.
"You how are you?" Reven asked after sitting down glancing at Aralia.
"Well," Aralia bit her lip and saw a purplish bruise on Reven's face. "Is it still sick?" asked Aralia pointing at the wound of Reven.
Reven shook his head, "not yet. Just his ex." he said, smiling knots.
"I told you not to see him" said Aralia.
"No I have to do it, he has to know how I love you." Reven lowered his head, then glanced at Aralia holding back a laugh.
"So he beat you up?" Aralia chuckles.
"Mmm, I beat him up too."
"But you're in the hospital,"
"Your excessive husband, I just fainted." Reven chuckled, as well as Aralia as if what happened back then was a joke.
"He didn't hurt you, did he?" Reven asked with a worried look.
"No. But that night was all fucked up, Re." Aralia looked at Reven.
"Sorry, that night when I found out you were in the hospital I wanted to see you. But Varga blocked me and made the whole house wake up." Aralia heaved a heavy sigh, she felt her hand on Reven's tight grip and it made her uncomfortable.
"So your in-laws already know about our relationship?"
Aralia shook her head, "you know, I didn't understand what Varga was thinking at the time. I think he's stupid for admitting he cheated."
"Really?" Reven was astonished, just now he thought that Aralia's relationship with her husband's family had fallen apart because he knew his daughter-in-law was having an affair. But unfortunately a good-hearted fool like an angel sacrificed himself for a mistake he did not commit.
"You think he's stupid or God's pretentious man?" ask Aralia.
"Of course it's stupid. He thought that confessing hi would change the fact that you'd love him."
Aralia was silent for a moment, staring at Reven who looked annoyed.
"Re," said Aralia, his face was flattering and staring at Reven. The man slipped Aralia's hair behind her ear.
"What?"
Aralia sighed, hesitating she wanted to say something. His mouth repeatedly opened and again clenched.then somehow got the courage from where Aralia finally made a sound.
"That house .., full of happiness, though my brother Varga and I do not love each other we can live in peace there. We did a good job without our parents knowing the truth." Aralia took a breath, looking straight at Varga.
"The house is loving and the people in the house love each other. There is time for breakfast together and there is time for complaining at night. But ...in a moment I turned it into hell. In an instant I created enmity between the child and the parent." Aralia closed her eyes to break the bulir that was ready to dock from her net. Varga's shadow as she slapped her in-laws flashed through her mind.
" I realized that I had become a destroyer of happiness in that house. I created hell in the midst of those who love each other. It should have been ..." Aralia's voice trembled she tried to hold back her cries.
"Stttsss ...,jangan sedih" ucap Reven mengusap kepala Aralia lembut.
"I'm selfish, right?" Aralia and Reven asked.
"Varga's brother should not have to be an angel, he should have admitted that I was the one who cheated on him" Aralia said, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand.
"Ara, how's kal—"
"Re, I love you and to this day I still love you, but I don't want to leave my family for my love,"
Aralia cuts off Reven's words, intending to tell Aralia to be honest with her in-laws. That the real problem in the family is that he is not Varga.
"Ara—"
"I'm sorry, Re. I want to remain a wife to my husband and I still want to remain a daughter-in-law in that house."
"Ra, please .. You can't do that. How can you spend your whole life with someone you don't love?" Reven shook his head in disbelief at what he heard from Aralia's mouth.
"I'll learn to love her."
"You've done that! You've been living with her during your marriage. Do you really love him? Didn't you?"
No Reven, I haven't even looked at Varga's brother as my husband all this time. I never learned to love him.
"I'll try one more time."
"Geez Ara! That's bonkers. So you're giving up on our relationship?" Reven stood up, walked to his hair in frustration.
"I'm sorry, Re" said Aralia, wiping away her tears.
"Don't do it, Ra" said Reven, kneeling down, taking Aralia's hand and holding her tightly.
"Truly I love you, I take you into every dream. I have a dream with you. You let go of that man and we live our lives full of love. I promise Ara will make you happy for the rest of my life." Please Reven expectantly, let go of his grasp and cupped Aralia's face with both hands. Showing that he really meant it.
"I'm sorry Re,"
Reven shook his head, "no Ra, please ...,"
"I'm sorry Reven, you're right that this relationship we're in is not healthy. You should have rejected me when you found out about my status even if I begged you. You should stop and not accept me. I'm sorry. Let's stop this relationship." when he said that Aralia's face was full of regrets.
"You can hate me as much as you want. I wouldn't mind. I wish you all the best and please forget me" he added.
Aralia decides to leave, and leaves Reven there speechless. Reven's heart was broken. He loves Aralia and is that wrong? Reven clenched his hand holding back the angry, sad, disappointed mixed into one.
Aralia stepped wide towards the toilet her face was now sticky due to her tears that continuously dripped. He wants to refresh it by washing his face.
Maybe I'm the only one doing my part all along. Since marriage, Varga has not once ignored me, worried and attentive, even though it makes me uncomfortable. I don't know if Varga's kindness is a form of love or. Inner Aralia, staring at herself in the mirror that was in the toilet.
While Cayrol weighed what he was going to do on the tape. His voice did not sound clear because the distance between him and Aralia was quite far. After making his decision, he smiled and left his place.
Varga stroked Aralia's face through a portrait that was used as an ornament on her desk. In the photo is not only Aralia but there is also Rena's late wife. The photo was taken by Varga during Rena's birthday in the garden behind their home. Aralia laughed loosely while Rena pinched her sister's cheek was rustling. He did not expect the two women to be his wife.
Am I too hard on Ara? What's he doing now? Could it be that my wife is already in college or still at home? I didn't really ask him not to go to college. I'm just mad at that.?
Ting.
Varga put down the photo and took his phone which read a message sign. The name of the sender, Cayrol.
Varga was curious and downloaded a video message. Then he watched the recording without a clear voice.
Varga smiled cynically. His tone was grim and regretted what he had just thought. Varga glanced at the photo again and took it and put it in the drawer. He was so upset that the sound of his teeth was heard.