The Sins of Marriage in London
MOSAIC 26 NEW BEGINNINGS

..."Why don't you just go look at yourself? You also married a woman who doesn't love you!"...

...𝐾𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝐶𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑠𝑜𝑛...

..."If he's the first, can I be the last for you?"...

...𝐴𝑙𝑜𝑛 𝑅𝑒𝑖𝑑...

...❁...

"Adam!" Lecar Alon approached the two who were chatting, Adam was aghast as his collar was drawn so that the man's breath could be felt on his face.

Both hands clenched tightly, breath hunting, resolute jaws were seen grinding against each other. Had his wife not been here, Alon would have struck Adam in the face in an instant.

"What are you doing with my wife, damn*n," Alon snapped with a wrinkled forehead, her pupils bulging. For the second time, his assistant was constantly using the circumstances to approach Syha when she was depressed.

Adam raised both his hands as if a white flag was fluttering for forgiveness, "calm sir I have nothing to do."

"What do you mean, nothing? Do you like my wife until you have to be like Adam!"

Adam was silent, his face paled as his superior questioned his feelings. All this time he thought his attention to Rashanda was nothing more than a protective intention, but over time Adam realized that he had fallen in love.

"Why do you just shut up, Adam replied!" Alon continued to force Adam to open his voice.

"Alone is why you have to do this." Syha pulls her husband's arm to stop strangling the man, Alon can finish Adam if he loses control.

Adam answered in stern words, "yes-yes do not like your father's wife." Answer with certainty.

A drifting blow struck Adam's jaw, the man fell with a bruise on his cheek.

"That punch was a reminder to you."

Adam buckled in fear as the eyes flashed with a murderous streak.

Alon turned his gaze, looking at Syha who was wrapped in a worried expression, sweat droplets falling from the forehead.

The man held his wife's right wrist, covered in a dark gaze pulling the woman into it.

"YOU-" growled Alon "EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT YOU'RE DOING!" It means rough.

Alon forcefully drags Syha to follow him, once deftly Kelly holds Alon's left arm intercepting her to leave.

"Where are you going, we're not done with Alon!" Prevent Kelly from begging "why are you so obsessed with your wife?"

Alon fended off Kelly's check and stared at the two beads in anger, "no longer need to look for me Kel" Alon said, taking a deep breath, trying to control the emotions of "my job is just to take care of you now, no more than that."

Kelly was silent and Alon continued

"If you knew your ex-husband loved you so much, but you've wasted his fight on you."

Kelly held a claustrophobic roar in her chest "I don't love her Alon, for what I live with a man I don't love."

"So are you and me" Alon said with a sharp look. "Love the man who loves you too."

Alon waltzed away to pull his wife to climb upstairs, then the woman who was now hit by a rumble shouted loudly. "Why don't you look up to yourself? You also married a woman who didn't love you!"

Alon stopped his steps, his throat was choked to hear the statement. Syha turned around, looking at Kelly who was covered in tears.

"I know he doesn't love me" a hoarse-sounding voice held a deep wound.

Syha turned her gaze to Alon, sharpening her eyes and hearing as if this man knew that the throne of her heart had not been able to be replaced by anything other than Zein Gerald.

"If not loved, I will make him love me," said Alon firmly manic netranya against the wife's property "give me a chance to treat you much better than the man you love."

Syha looked up, staring in disbelief at what she heard. Knee joints vibrate violently, the heart is pounding as if ready to explode at any time.

Syha was stunned for a moment 'Alon is this part of your charade or is it your heart?'

"Please take this woman out of the residence," in an instant a group of mansion security officers approached the main hall, pulling Kelly out immediately.

"Alone what the fuck? ALON!" Kelly screeched incessantly, begging the man's mercy not to throw him out of the residence.

But Alon was rather indifferent, the tip of his eyes glanced at Adam who was fixated while holding his jaw "and you're Adam, do not carry out the task outside my command," he said in a pressing tone.

Adam ducked "Ready sir sorry"

Because of his ridiculous feeling of being enamored with his superior wife turned out he had been affected. Adam was willing to lie about the meal plan to get close to Rashanda.

'Quite, my jaw can be shifted if it continues this way, my handsome face will disappear if beaten only.' complained Adam grimacing.

Alon smashed the door hard, throwing Syha in.

The woman slightly staggered to stabilize herself in order to remain standing perfectly.

"The question should be me, what do you mean to do that with Adam?"

Syha does not accept the allegations that cornered her as if she was the only one at fault, immediately reply firmly "then what about your relationship with Kelly?"

"Listen to me first" argued Alon trying to defuse the atmosphere of heat vaporization.

Syha pinched sharply, "it's bad you said that to Kelly. Wh why? Is it because I'm pregnant that you want to keep my feelings?"

"Rashhanda listen," his wife did not give him a cavity to say a word, he continued to deny every word that was thrown.

"Your theatrics are too much" said Syha, rolling her eyes.

The woman did not want to hear any explanation, she had seen with her own eyes how everyone whispered about the marriage that would take place between Alon and Kelly.

Syha lied about her arrival, sneaking around the little closed barriers, eavesdropping on a conversation spoken throughout the event.

Not wanting to listen further, Syha chose to go home to avoid the reality before her. Obviously he didn't want to be pitted, before Alon did that he had to prepare for the divorce early.

"Kelly's just talking nonsense, of course I won't beat you up." For Alon there will be no other woman who will shift the position of Syha in his life.

Syha raised her face "Alon ak-" as a voice called out, the man walked over directing Syha to continue retreating slowly.

"You're why," the woman's chimpanzee was confused.

A clutch gripped the woman's hands tightly. Once deftly Shha brushed off and threw a slap.

THE PLAQUE!

Buzzing loudly, for the second time Syha slapped the man.

Alon closed his eyes, deserving a punishment for his obscurity in marriage as a leader who continued to ignite misunderstandings.

"You don't fuck around!" Fret Syha while away, bringing her body to be more than 2 meters away. "Don't come any closer, it's enough I give you my body. Not for the second time!"

Alon rubbed his hair "You think I'm every time lust sees you?"

Syha stared anxiously and suspiciously, her fingers she put on her chest set the tempo of her beating heart.

The corner of the eagle's eyes glanced, a question popped up in his mind. "Where's our wedding ring?"

Syha lowered her gaze, taking a glance at the same object "i don't want to wear it."

Alon scrunched his forehead "Then that-?"

"I used my wedding ring with Zein" added Syha throwing away the face, shifting the topic to dampen their dispute.

"What about my husband, is there any news?"

Alon knitted his eyebrows together, "you asked so because you want to get divorced quickly?"

The woman reacted pensively, Alon did not miss with his guess this time. Syha had expected Zein to take her away from her marriage which dragged her into a very messy conflict. Not being able to go any further is how he feels.

Alon leaned over to bend his left leg to face down, "could you give me a reason why you still love your husband?"

Syha paused for a moment, then her mouth answered "Because she was my first love Alon."

"If he's the first, can I be the last for you?"

Syha's clear eyes look at every netra that collides with her gaze, the pupils explain that the owner is not playing with her words.

Alon gently stroked the back of his wife's hand, pouring out everything buried in the mind. "I don't want you to have to bear such a painful burden while you're married to me" Alon said, the curvature of the corner on her lips resembling a crescent moon.

"I know you want to speed up the divorce, you don't have to be a mother figure through my son's growth. I'll find a replacement right after you leave."

Syha was silent, grimacing. His mind kept staring at the man's words.

Alon pulled a piece of paper that had been stamped on it, placing it face to face with each other.

"I am changing the covenant between us, during the time of togetherness I am not demanding, freeing the ransom and will release after the child in the womb is born" he explained with seriousness.

Syha looked up, staring in disbelief.

Alon then continued, "i knew in the previous agreement this must have been very hard, so I chose not to put pressure on you."

Syha looked on with a pane "why do you have to do this?!" said the woman with a gaped expression of disbelief.

"I keep seeing you drag on in grief, now there will be no more. I'll give you room to pay the ransom after the divorce" Alon stood looking at his wife with a smile that brushed a meaning.

"Let me make you happy with the rest of the time."