Lies
All right, I'm Sorry

The awkwardness is still going on between Karan and Raya, and it is further compounded as they visit the luxurious mansion that Karan's co-worker lives in. Raya is so fascinated when her feet come down from the luxury limousine that became their vehicle. His eyes immediately presented a large classic-style house on Via Mose Bianchi street. It is not as big and luxurious as the house they live in in Indonesia, which Raya considers like a palace for him because it is too big. But still the house looks nice and big. Especially around the beautiful city of Milan.

“Sorry Mrs Reviano, this house actually wants us to sell, so a little messy,” said the owner of the house after opening the door for his guests. Indeed, he had many servants who worked in his house, but still he wanted to serve Karan and Raya with his own hands. Some sort of respect for the couple and appreciate the precious time they spent. Because the couple should spend time in a luxurious inn, but instead asked to come to their home.

Raya smiled. Actually not too messy. It's just that there are some cables collected on some side of the house edge. If you look at it at a glance, it will not be disturbing enough. “It's okay Sir. I have absolutely no objection,” reply Raya politely. What makes him object? This isn't his house. He just hitchhiked last night there. Even if he was disturbed, it was impossible for him to tell the owner of the house. Besides being labeled as a complaining woman, this can also hurt Karan's business. Even though they are in a bad state, Karan is still Raya's husband. The man's ugliness is the same as his ugliness.

“Let's come in,” said Karan's colleague.

Just like its majestic outward appearance, the inside of the place was equally majestic. Full of ornaments typical of the life of the nobles of the past. Along the walls of the house are displayed dozens of paintings whose prices are estimated to be fantastic. Although blind to painting, at least Raya knows it is impossible for a conglomerate from this pizza country to buy cheap paintings.

“Is there a painting that catches your attention, Mrs Reviano?” The old man spoke up again after seeing Raya who cared so much about her painting. Since then the super model immediately noticed the paintings. Maybe the woman was interested in one of them. If so, he could sell the painting to Karan. They'll move out soon, selling the painting might be more profitable than taking it to their new home.

Raya was wrong to have paid attention to the painting. Painting is one of the weaknesses of Raya. It's terrible if the man asks all sorts of questions about the painting. So nervous, Raya until spontaneously grasping Karan's hand that was holding it. Perhaps it was the Kingdom's simple reflex to seek help. And luckily, Karan is quite sensitive to the movements of his wife. He grinned at the anxiety imprinted on that beautiful face. It seems like Raya was really traumatized by her experience with painting.

“Not so Sir. My wife only remembered our painting at home. There is one painting that is also made by the same painter as your own painting.” Karan tries to explain it to the owner. Paintings and other antiques were the basic knowledge for Karan to become a rich man. His father taught him very hard. Several times the father even took him around several countries just to get into famous museums. Not only that, his father also invited Karan to attend some antique auction. Because for the conglomerates, collecting antiques is a kind of self-esteem. The more and more expensive their collection, signifying the richer the person is.

“Good. Please, my butler will take you and your wife to room.” The man whispered to the old woman next to him. Because of using the maid's clothes, it seemed that the woman was the butler in the house. “Show the best room to our guests,” the thrill.

The waiter nodded. “Good Mr.” He did his master's orders well while answering the questions posed by Raya. From that conversation Raya came to the conclusion that the large house had at least 14 rooms with one main room occupied by the owner of the house. Because it is not the main house of Karan's colleagues, in recent years the house was only used as a family halfway house. If there is no event, then the house will be rented out to others.

After getting a long explanation, Karan and Raya finally arrived at one of the best guest rooms in the house. They did not carry much luggage as most of them had already been delivered to their inns. While staying in the house, they only brought one suitcase.

“Thank you for driving us,” Karan chirps at the waiter. After leaving them, Karan hurriedly closed the door and locked it. Then, he pulled Raya closer towards him and kissed the woman's lips. At first it was slow, but over time it was getting faster and more hasty. Karan didn't even give Raya a chance to revolt. The woman was already completely confined in her arms.

“Because I want to,” replied Karan. He lifted Raya's body and carried her on the bed. The man did not immediately put Raya to sleep but carried the woman sitting on his lap. Then, he kissed Raya's lips again. This time he did not hurry. Much more patient than before.

“Why are you like this? Let go of me!” Raya is still in revolt. He does not want to be treated like this, especially Karan still has not apologized for the men's abusive actions on the plane.

“Why should I let you go?” reply Karan. He stared at the glare of the Kingdom, a sign that his wife was still holding anger at him. “Are you still mad at me?”

“You don't know that? Or are you pretending not to know?” ketus Raya's. Not only is it an invasion of privacy, Karan even accuses her of being an unfaithful woman. In any case, Raya would not be able to cheat on her own husband. He does not love Karan because he does not believe in love. I don't know why Raya feels love is no longer a part of her life. That is why Raya highly upholds commitment and loyalty. If he breaks it, how can he make Karan loyal to him?

“Yes, I know my words have gone too far with you. All right, I'm sorry. It won't happen again, I promise.”

Raya rolled her eyeballs with a puff. “You promised me a lot, Karan. But you still broke it.”

“This time no, Raya. As long as you don't cheat on me, I won't force you to do what you don't like.”

“How can I trust you?”

“What should I do to make you believe?”

He shrugged both his shoulders. “Entahlah. I don't know how I can trust you anymore. I also can't find any reason why you want to change.”

“You don't know the reason? You still don't understand why I did all that to you?” Karan asks and Raya replies with a headband. A rough gust came out of Karan's mouth again. He tried to be patient so that the message he wanted to convey could be heard well by the wife. The man also touched Raya's moist lips with his thumb, wiping the lipstick scar that was damaged by her actions just now. “I don't want to lose you, Raya. Because I love you,” he said briefly. Then, he kissed Raya's lower lip gently.