Secret of Culunku's Wife
Go Home

After the wedding reception is over, Ali and Ara plan to return home. But it was stopped by Daddy Haris. Hendra's father, Salma's mother and Syifana also went home first using Ali's car.

"Why not stay at a hotel? You must be tired, right," said Daddy Haris to a couple who had just officially become husband and wife.

"Then from that, Ara wanted to rest at home. Dad," said Ara to give an excuse.

"Yes, Daddy take it easy. There's Ali going to look after Ara" Ali tries to convince Daddy Haris to give them permission.

Seeing that the determination of the two had been unanimous, Daddy Harispun relented. And gave permission for the two to return home.

"Ali, please, if Ara is wayward or hard to tell. Speak slowly, don't hurt her heart. She's our precious daughter" asked Mami Jane to her new daughter-in-law.

"Just calm down Mi, if Ali can't keep Ara. Rei will act, just look. I'm gonna make you live a life of reluctance, die of unwillingness. Remember my kind words Ali," Threatened Reiner with his cynical glances. Reiner is still not willing, if the sister becomes the wife of a weak man like Ali.

"Okay, I will remember the advice of Mami, Papi, Daddy and Kak Reiner and Kak Imel" Ali replied with a faint smile. Though in his heart Ali was eager to float a bogeman for a pretentious man in front of him. "It was so arrogant of him, it was a rich man" Ali sneered in his heart.

"Yes, Ara went home first. If you miss Ara, just come to the house" Ara said to all of them.

"Yes, be careful. Ali, don't speed it up" Daddy Haris warned his son-in-law.

"Well, Daddy," Ali replied briefly, he immediately kissed Daddy, Mommy, and Papi's hands. "First yes, brother," he told Reiner and Imel.

They walked together out of the building, Ara painstakingly lifted the dress she was wearing, let alone to align her steps with Ali.

"Wait, Danish," cried Ara as Ali stepped up at a rapid pace. Ali stopped for a while and turned her body.

"What's up ? anyway," Ali was annoyed by Ara's slackness.

"I'm having a hard time, wearing this dress" whined Ara and only responded to Ali with a headband.

"I'm waiting in the car, ten minutes isn't there. Get ready to go home by taxi" Ali threatened, he immediately continued his steps.

"Huh, you son of a bitch, married already. It was still cold," Ara grumbled but she immediately raised her dress higher. To make it easier for him to walk. Ara chased after Ali who was waiting for her by leaning back Ara's car.

"Lelet" Ali sneered and stared hard at Ara.

"I'm sorry" Just one word Ara said to Ali. After Ara boarded her car, Ali also followed her seat in the steering wheel.

The car Mercedes Bens silver metallic color, drove on a road that was already very quiet. It's a dark day. Many people prefer to rest. Only a handful of people are still doing activities outside the home.

"Where are we going?" Ali asked because they had not discussed the place they would live.

"You just follow the map, there is automatically our home address" Ara said.

During the trip, Ali and Ara were still silent, even though it was legal to be a halal couple. Ali was indeed indifferent and did not care about the woman beside him. Also Ara who increasingly feels awkward when close to the person who since five years ago became a promise to someone.

Since five years ago, Ara has had feelings for Ali, including since the unfortunate incident experienced by Ali five years ago.

Until they get to the minimalist house, which looks elegant. Ali stopped the car after entering a high gate that automatically opened when it detected it was Ara's car.

"Yes, this is the house that I built, with my own funds and design, too" replied Ara, the girl immediately got out of the car and walked towards the entrance of the house, it was opened by a servant.

"Welcome, Miss, Sir," the servant said to his master.

"Thank you, Bi Ani. Aunty rest, "Ara told the servant to rest because it was already night.

"Good, Miss,"

Ara entered the house followed by Ali behind her. Ali's view around, the house that looks minimalist from the outside, it turns out to have a room that is quite spacious inside. The interior used by Ara is also very suitable with Ara who has a simple personality. Thought Ali.

"Where am I sleeping?" ali asked as they were going up the stairs.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot," Ara patted her forehead and immediately pointed to a room for her husband to rest in. "there, Danish. My room is right there," Ara pointed to a room of hers.

Like their agreement, Ali and Ara would not have had a marital relationship, if not Ali. So they decided to sleep separately.

When Ali was about to step into the room that Ara pointed to as her room, Ara called Ali back.

"Danish, can I ask you something?" ara asked after Ali turned to her.

"What?"

"Please, don't go in, go to my room without my permission, yes" Ara asked that because in her room there were many secrets that Ara hid from anyone.

Hearing Ara's request, Ali's eyes glared sharply at his forced wife.

"You think I'm C*bul's man. Who dares to enter the woman's room without her permission" Ali's circus, she thinks Ara forbids her from being touched by her.

Ara nodded, why did Ali misunderstand. But Ara's intention is not so. Precisely Ara will wholeheartedly surrender herself to the husband.

"It's not like that, Danish. I'm just not used to having anyone else enter the room yet" Ara tried to explain the mistake.

"Whatever !" Ali walked up the stairs, towards his room. After arriving and entering the room, Ali slammed the door tightly.

The sound of the door being knocked down by Ali, made Ara even more unwell. Her husband must have been offended by her words.

"I'm wrong again, but where should I pass all my secrets?" ask Ara to herself.

"Sorry, Asila. I haven't been able to melt Danish's heart yet" Ara muttered without tears trickling down her cheek.

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