Lies
Red Signs In Hands

Karan and Raya drift in a struggle they created themselves. In other people's homes, in people's countries, they dare to touch each other. If no one had knocked on their door, it was certain that the heat struggle would have ended up on the bed. Too bad they had to stop. Karan stopped it. The man dislikes sex with his wife but gets distracted. In their home alone, when Karan and Raya were upstairs, not a single servant could set their foot on the second floor. Even if that person is Ian or Anna. Karan will not hesitate to drive them out of his house if they violate the basic provisions.

“Wait a minute Honey, there is a person knocking on the door,” exclaimed Karan as he heard his wife snorting violently. He kissed the top of the head of Raya after lifting the body of the wife from her body and sat the woman on the edge of the bed. Then, Karan fixed his clothes and walked towards the door. The man opened the door of his room, his eyes looking dislike as he watched the butler in front of his room. “What's up?” cetus Karan tried to behave normally even though he felt annoyed at the actions of the servant who disrupted his messengers activities with his wife.

Knowing the location of his mistake, the butler lowered his head. He told Karan. “Sorry Mr. Reviano, I just want to convey that dinner will be ready in 30 minutes.”

“Alright, I understand. Thank you for the information,” Karan said. Shortly after, he closed the door to their room. But once turned around, the wife was no longer in her place. The woman stood up and carried her suitcase to the side of the bed. “What are you doing, honey?” Karan asked because he was curious. Even though it was still in his mind to continue their delayed activities. But because he saw Raya who was already very busy with her activities, Karan could not do anything else.

“Didn't that butler come? He said we should get ready for dinner soon ‘kan?” raya answered still with her activity looking for the best clothes in her suitcase. Fortunately, he actually separated some clothes that were quite decent to use in his suitcase. Otherwise, maybe now Raya doesn't know how to dress. If not a super model, Raya would not care about the thoughts of others. The problem is that she is a famous model. Her clothes have always been the benchmark of her present image.

“Yes, but you don't have to prepare anything, honey. Wear the simplest. Maybe it's the best.” Karan gave that advice not without reason. I am sure this is no ordinary dinner. His colleagues would also invite their children to eat together. Had no men come along, Karan would have calmed down. The problem is that in addition to the owner of the house, there are also two boys owned by his colleague from different wives. The 23-year-old son of his first wife who died. And another 17-year-old youngest son from his current wife. Karan certainly did not want his wife glimpsed by the men. Moreover, they have what Karan does not have now, namely young age.

Raya understood the meaning of Karan's words. He looked at the man sharply. “You won't make any more trouble ‘ right? I don't want us to fight just because of your jealousy problem,” accuse Raya so precisely. It was enough their quarrel on the plane because in addition to draining emotions, Raya also felt very tired because she was constantly arguing with her husband. Moreover, their goal was to fly to Italy for a honeymoon, not even to fight like that.

Karan swallowed his saliva, feeling stupefied at the utterance of Raya. He shook his head quickly. “No, I don't think so. I'm not going to make trouble with you at all,”. Just like Raya, Karan was also actually reluctant to fight. It was just that the jealousy in his heart was much greater compared to his logic.

“It's good. You have to keep your promise, Karan. Don't start again,” connect Raya.

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“Goodnight, Mr and Mrs Reviano,” greet the boy in English. I don't know why he doesn't speak Italian when he knows Karan's last name. That means he also knows Karan and Raya can speak Italian fluently. Is it because the child lives abroad until he is not fluent in his mother tongue?

With friendly Karan reply, “Goodnight. What's your name?” ask Karan politely and use English, adjusting the language the man is using. Since their age difference was quite far away, there was no harm in Karan asking about the name of the young man. So they don't get awkward at the dinner table.

“My name is Mike, Sir. Thank you for asking,” said. He opened the dining room door and invited Raya and Karan to enter first. “Please Mr and Mrs,” said the young man named Mike.

Karan and Raya walked inside. There he was welcomed by his family. It turned out that the family's eldest son had arrived first. Perhaps it was because he was the successor of the family that he had to be at the dinner table faster than his sister.

“I don't know if this suits your taste, and your wife, Mr. Reviano. But our family chef has prepared the best,” said the owner of the house. Before inviting his guests to eat, he explained the menu and theme of their dinner today. It turned out that he ordered the family chef to prepare a special Italian meal for his guest. Which of course not only looks good, but also luxurious. When they are finished, they can eat.

It was at that meal that Karan began to raise his voice, asking about the colleague's children. His eldest son worked for the company. He was groomed as the successor of the family just like what Karan had thought earlier. While the younger brother was just about to go to college. Although he was only 17 years old, he was already educated in college. That's a great achievement. “That's good, it looks like your youngest son is a genius child,” Karan praised.

“Yes, he's a genius. But what good would it be if he just became such a mathematician without being able to help the family effort?”

Karan's colleague was not only making Karan surprised not playing. Raya, who was originally about to ignore their conversation, went wild. A child who is good at math and college with a faster time than other children but said like that by his own father? This doesn't make any sense. Raya looked towards Mike and the family's youngest child bowed. He even stopped his movements to put food in his mouth. Naturally the child felt inferior because openly the father humbled him in front of others he did not know at all.

However, there is something that steals the attention of Raya when she looks at Mike, especially when he looks at the young man's wrist while holding a spoon. It was like seeing a blue mark coiled around both of the young man's wrists, like the marks of a rope bond so strong. Actually, what happened what was that young man? Did the young man get the persecution? Yes, maybe it was the persecution that was obtained while on campus, a kind of juvenile delinquency that has crossed the line.