The Goodness of a Marriage
Chapter 3. Aryan Son of Ganedra

"What's wrong?" Aryan asked coldly upon seeing the house assistant, already standing in front of her bedroom door.

"Den Aryan asked you to go to the workspace, he said there are important things you want to convey." The woman of her mother's age answered, politely.

Aryan. The housekeeper quickly passed from the front of his master's son's room, and returned to the back.

"I told Papa to go to his study." Aryan returned to the bed where Kia was lying. Bending in front of his wife's face, he repeatedly kissed her. "I'll be right back." Wipe Aryan gently before then stepping leaving his wife inside the room.

After Aryan met her in-laws, Kia got out of bed, picked up a white kimono that just stooped on the floor, and then quickly put it back on. He stepped into the bathroom to clean himself up.

Moments later he was glued to the mirror inside the bathroom, looking at some reddish marks on top of his chest. Wanted to cry and scream at her husband, if he didn't want to, just be his wife in bed. He also wants Aryan to consider himself to exist. He wanted the man to listen to his advice once as a wife who wanted to build a prosperous household.

Her marriage was just heartbroken, a year had not yet passed, however, her tears felt no longer left to cry over her marriage that was so stifling. If only before marriage Aryan said if his husband's family did not want himself, he would definitely refuse firmly even though he loved Aryan so much.

If only, these two words continued to roar in his brain. I wish those two words could be done. Hope his wishful wish to return the moment before they tie the sacred promise of marriage can be granted by the Supreme Owner of Destiny. But in reality, not time can be turned back. No one can go back in time.

Moments of silence while looking at the reddish color left by her husband, Kia rushed back to clean her body. They had not had time to do it, but, he felt uncomfortable if he immediately fell asleep with such circumstances.

After making sure her body was clean, there were some signs that she could not clean with water, Kia stepped out of the bathroom, to change clothes.

Let it be, he will live where destiny will bring his life story. He'll follow where this marriage comes down to. Love is like this. No one can guess which direction destiny should go. If everyone already knew what would happen to them next, then it was no longer living its name. Every human being who is still breathing the air in the world, so long as it is also human will continue to struggle with kisa and its respective life problems. Not only was he tested, but everyone in the world continued to fight with their respective exams.

In another room in the mansion, Aryan knocked on the door of the room carefully. Although he has often faced tantrums from the Papa, still the worry still bothers him.

"I'm in, Pa." He said quietly, however, there was no answer from inside the room. Carefully, Aryan pressed the door handle and entered the room.

Praangggs....

The throw of an object, hit the wall beside Aryan, as the man entered the room where his father was.

Aryan could only inhale the air deeply. He had prepared himself for the worst possibility, most importantly he could still be between the two, namely with Kia and his family.

"Couldn't your wife not do the mess for a day?" Shouted Mr. Ganedra from his oversized seat. "You know Papa is running, and you're fighting in a public place." Shouts again.

"You must marry the daughter of Papa's friend. This is the last offer, Aryan."

"Pa..

"Follow or Papa will erase everything that should be yours." Threatened Ganedra to his son.

"Pa, I've followed all your will. Please don't torture Kia more than this." Pinta Aryan pleaded. "Aryan loves her, Pa." Lirih.

"Papa doesn't care about your love. Look at your brother, they married without love as you always say, but until now they were much happier than you. Never fight in front of a crowd, like you always do." Ganedra

After uttering the vexed sentence, Ganedra got up from the seat of his greatness, then stepped away and also the son he could not count on.

On the other hand, Aryan was getting frustrated with his situation. After rubbing his face violently, he stepped towards the sofa that was inside the room, then sat there.

Choosing between a woman in love, and a family that has the same position in her heart, is very torturous.

Several tens of minutes he was pensive in that luxurious room, without finding an answer that could calm his heart. Heavy breathing continues to sound so clear, that he finally chose to move from his seat and immediately out of the room. There was a woman he loved, was waiting for his arrival in another room, and perhaps by hugging her tightly, it would make his heart feel a little better.

Sure enough, when entering his bedroom, Aryan found Adzkia still sitting in front of his wife's computer. He stepped closer, then clenched his wife's back body while dipping the still moist hair repeatedly.

"Did something bad happen?" Ask Kia. He did not turn around, but his fingers were dancing on the keyboard immediately he stopped.

"No, everything's fine. I just want to keep hugging you like this, Kia. Please don't leave me whatever happens, I beg you." Lirih Aryans.

Kia. He flipped his body, then went into Aryan's arms.

"Sorry to have you at a crossroads like this, Mas. But I really want to live the household like a wife out there. It doesn't have to be as fancy as you present today, the most important thing is that we're happy, that's much better." Kia said no less softly in Aryan's arms.

Aryan further tightened his embrace, hoping that this hug would never disappear, even if later he would take a decision that would again disappoint Kia.