The Charm of Love Amartha
It's not time to open the gift

Kenan continues to drive his car to a large city in Central Java that is still thick with its customs. Amartha fell asleep after weeping from their departure.

Kenan began to feel tired after driving for approximately 5 hours, the man turned his car into a 5-star hotel in the city that became their destination.

"Darling, wake up .. We have arrived," said Kenan as he rubbed his wife's cheek gently.

"Emmm..." Amartha began to open her eyes slowly, then confirmed her sitting position.

"Where are we, Mas?" continued the girl with the typical raucous voice of people waking up.

"At the front of the hotel" said Kenan who made Amartha frown, Kenan smiled at his wife who was confused by the answer he was given

"Come down." said Kenan who helped Amartha remove her seatbelt.

Kenan got out of the car and immediately walked around to open the car door for Amartha. Kenan reached out his hand to help his wife get out of the car, Amartha still wearing her white kebaya. Kenan immediately took Amartha's suitcase, then took Amartha's hand into the hotel lobby.

After getting the access card, Kenan took Amartha to the silver iron box to go to the 5th floor.

Ting!

The elevator door opened, Kenan stepped out of the elevator, walking down the hallway with a full brown carpet floor. They stopped at room 235. Kenan used his access card to open the room door.

Kenan invited Amartha in first, he followed the girl and closed the door.

Amartha circulated her eyes looking at every corner of the room.

"You likey?" kenan asked after putting the suitcase next to the king-size bed in the room. Amartha simply nodded with an awkward expression. Amartha lowered her head, embarrassed to look at the face of the man who became her husband.

"Why?" Kenan cupped Amartha's face, directing his wife to look him in the face.

Amartha simply shook her head with eyes that were now beginning to tear up. He doesn't know his feelings at the moment. Behind his happiness, there were many people who were injured.

If I had received Satya, only me and Kenan would have suffered. If I accept Satya, maybe our situation is not like this. That guy is too good to hurt.

Kenan takes Amartha into his arms, knowing that today's incident left Amartha wounded. However, he could not let go of the girl he loved to live with another man.

Kenan loosened his embrace, making a distance between the two. Putting Amartha in bed, the girl lowered her head. Kenan, kneeling before Amartha, could only hold his wife's hand. The man made room for Amartha to resolve his emotions. Kenan understands that Amartha still has a disappointment with him, especially their last meeting which was unintentional but had a bad impact on their relationship.

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"DORNE! BANGS*T!" damar shouted, when he got a call from his assistant that their man failed to bring Kenan. In fact, the info that makes his chest even more painful when he heard the news that his son had married a girl named Amartha.

"Thurghhhh!" Damar held onto his left chest before he fell in his study.

The middle-aged man collapsed, lying unconscious. Berliana who heard the sound of objects falling from the direction of her husband's workspace immediately came to the workspace Damar. His feelings were more and more unnerved as he knocked on the door but there was no answer from the owner of the room.

Berliana was not allowed to enter the room without her husband's permission. The woman who was still beautiful at the age of 50 years was determined to open the door. Her eyes were round when she saw her husband lying helpless, with some documents falling scattered.

"Dad!" yelled Berliana hysterically, he immediately ran to reach Damar's body.

While Sinta was rampaging in her room, the news of her marriage to Kenan was already widespread. Meanwhile, he has just heard that Kenan's father Damar Brawijaya has a heart attack when he learns that his son has married a girl he disagrees with. And now Damar is being treated in the hospital. Sinta slammed all the things on her dresser, she kept shouting hysterically.

"Amarta! Amartha! i hate you!" sinta shouted while throwing a vase of flowers towards the glass on her dresser.

"CAN'T YOU STAY A SHADOW GIRL LIKE YOU USED TO?! YOU FUCKING GIRL, DAMN IT!" Sinta shouted again, she was crying while sitting on the floor.

"Cumprrrgh!" unceasingly the girl shouted, her eyes implying a grudge to someone completely innocent in this matter.

"Cin ... The love? open the door, Sin .. This is Brother Refan!" Refan kept knocking on Sinta's locked room door.

"Go!" said Sinta who was crying, sitting while hugging her knees.

"Sin, open the door! brother wants to talk!" Refan was still trying to persuade his sister to open the door. Several times Refan called his brother, but there was no word from within.

"Bik, please get me a duplicate key of this room!" refan said to bik Sumi.

"Yes Den, for a moment." replied Sumi who was no less panicked with Refan.

Before long Bik Sumi came with a duplicate key, Refan immediately grabbed the key and immediately opened the door of his sister's room. The man ran towards Sinta who was already unconscious with blood flowing at Sinta's feet that might have accidentally stepped on the broken glass. Refan grabbed his sister's body and immediately took Sinta to the hospital to get help.

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Amartha has not spoken to Kenan to date. Now he is in the bathroom cleaning his body with a warm water coming from the shower. Rudy's treatment of Amartha since childhood, unknowingly has shaped the girl into a closed figure. The girl doesn't even know what she wants in this life, she just lives it according to her father's orders. What could and did not have been determined by the father, made Amartha increasingly lose his identity.

It had been an hour, Amartha in the bathroom and still heard the sound of water gurgling, indicating the girl had not finished her activities in there. Kenan who realized that, immediately got up from his seat and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Darling? you're not done yet?" ask Kenan from outside the door.

"Amartha?" Kenan called his wife back. But there was no answer at all, only the sound of water coming from the shower. Kenan walks back and forth in front of the bathroom, weighing whether he should go in or not.

"Amartha?" for the umpteenth time Kenan knocked on the door, Kenan was forced to try to turn the door handle, and it was not locked. She saw Amartha pass out under the shower still wearing her danger. Kenan who saw that turned off the water and took the towel.

Kenan inevitably, removing the kebaya attached to his wife's body, leaving a very private part. The man then carried Amartha, lay his wife's body on the bed, he covered Amartha's body with a blanket, after he released everything attached to Amartha's body, and Kenan put a change of clothes on his wife, and he put it away, of course, from behind the blanket without looking directly.

Sorry Amartha, I have to open it without your permission...

I'm sorry maybe this marriage didn't make you happy...

Forgive me for being selfish, dragging you into my very complicated life.

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