The Sweetest Harsh
Episode 62 - No Choice

The dense street atmosphere crept up that morning, sustained by the number of vehicles lining in to get their parking rations. The whitewashed house opposite the Alfa residence has begun its bustle with the endless reception of the presence of guests. They were all so enthusiastic to welcome the opening time of the exhibition to arrive. The host had also prepared with his neat and eye-catching clothes. Alfa was wearing a light ash plain shirt wrapped in a navy suit and black pencil pants. Looks very casual for the sturdy body nan looks it.

Currently, he was still standing on the porch of the house with Tiara still in place, sitting in a wheelchair. The woman was wearing a dark blue shirt, matching the suit her husband wore. Her long wavy hair at the end was left to stretch to cover her shoulders. She looked beautiful and fresh at the beginning of the day with a simple, but perfectly glued makeup, covering her face that was actually tired with a pouch hanging under her eyes.

“What if I stay here? I would definitely look embarrassing if I accompanied you in this state,” restless Tiara who still continues to stare at the activities of the traffic that is colliding with the lively banner and neatly dressed guests who occasionally show their intimacy that is holding hands with their partner. He still felt insecure because the one thing he would be very worried about was when he met Helmia. Yep. Her mother-in-law must have come to this important event. The woman could not imagine how Mama Alfa's reaction when she found him sitting in a wheelchair, inversely proportional to Karina who looks perfect beauty who also came as an invited guest.

Alfa crouched down in front of Tiara's wheelchair, holding both her hands. “You are my wife, whatever is on you I will not let anyone else make you uncomfortable,” said the man with a frown. “Because you're pregnant with my son, believe me, there's nothing happier for me than this. I'm proud to have you, I don't care what anyone else says,” he said, then kissed his wife's stomach. “You're like this because you're struggling so hard for our child, right? I'm proud of you, how could I have the heart to keep you cooped up in the house while so many people out there are waiting with a longing to greet you? Come on, Alisa will also accompany you and take care of you if you just need something later,” he said with a smile.

“And they will see me for the first time in my situation like this? What impression will they catch? A sickly wife of Gheo Alfa?” her looks. Tiara's not ready. There was no pleasant choice in his life that could calm his heart at this moment. On one hand he was calm because he had checked the content before the opening event of this exhibition began. However, on the other hand, he regretted not being able to accompany Alfa with the best appearance, even when the man would open the wide media crew who would come to cover the event. Let anyone know and pry further about Alfa's life and who is the wife of the crown prince of the superpower in the business field.

Alfa always considered herself a nobody. Respond casually to questions that talk about his life and do not want to think about unimportant things about the speech of the person behind his back. That is what charms that man. He is seen as a humble man with all the charms of his kindness, looks simple, but elegant.

The man exhaled his long breath. “Considered? I would say with pride, saying that you are in good condition and I will not let my wife get hurt and tired just a little because I am pregnant with my child,” he said with patience. It's been so hard to persuade Tiara lately. He looks very stubborn and full of drama feeling that makes him so easily touched.

I want the woman to get up from her wheelchair right now, but the pain around her lower abdomen is completely intolerable, so that he must stay in his sitting position and comfort himself until the pain does not arise again. Andwhat? Alfa insisted on taking him there? Tiara was eager to accompany her husband of course and she did not want to disappoint Alfa. I don't know why he's so easy to cry these days. And he did not want to find the man increasingly disappointed because of his troublesome behavior. Finally, with a heavy heart, the woman decided. “Good. I'll go there.” Tiara clasped tightly onto Alfa's hand which was still on her lap. Convince the man that he will try to face whatever will happen today.

Alisa who was ready to stand at the door immediately closed the front door of the house as she nodded her head at him, asking him to push her wheelchair, towards the mansion that was more similar to the meeting hall.

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Crowds of press crews arrived as soon as Alfa entered the courtyard of the exhibition house. They jostled with the microphone pointed forward and boisterous with questions that were mutually unpretentious without the man being able to understand the point again. However, the guards filled by the people who had been charged the duty as bodyguards had installed themselves there. Giving way to three people who were passing through the front room to enter first and ignore the overall road interview conducted by the media retainers.

Tiara did not look around, her eyes continued to point forward where her husband was walking. The cool atmosphere in the room from the Air Conditioner's puff dominated the sense of smell, and a second passed, the woman gasped at the fragrance she was so familiar with and so comfortable in her nose. Lemons.

Step by step and finally the rotation of the wheel in his chair took him for a moment to walk through the elongated wall with the displays of paintings that look artistic. He did not expect, it turns out, Alfa has collected so many results of his hand dance on the canvas. The man who looks masculine with an oval face and sturdy body is inversely proportional to his appearance. Those who first saw Alfa would have assumed that the man was the kind of cold, crazy man who was very secretive work, but they would have been immediately flabbergasted upon speaking to him. Alpha is actually a soft warm-hearted person and very easy to review a smile to anyone and love freedom so much. Let go of everything in his imagination and realize it into the form of camera eye shots and beautiful colors born from his imagination on the real blank space.

On another wall, Alfa also showed off a variety of pictures framed beautifully with carved wooden frames, showing various types of photography options.

The man's steps stopped when his foot came to the steps of the stairs. For a moment, Alfa looked back, towards his wife who was still being pushed slowly while looking left and right, enjoying the beautiful pictures that were very pampering to the eyes. A smile cannot hide from his lips. The man with a bright face awaits the arrival of his wife who also gave a smile, as if to say that, he was fine and enjoyed the place.

“I'm up for a minute. There are things I need to see and check. Go around as you please and be the first eye to see the results of my work.” Alfa spoke while bowing her body, stroking the head of Tiara affectionately.

“Good. Just go ahead with whatever you need to do. I'll go around the room.” The man consented by kissing his wife's forehead, ignoring Alisa who was looking at them with envy and haru, knowing the life of his master who is in love with love that seems to always have a different way to be able to please his lover. Alfa then stepped up the stairs.

“Alisa are you tired?” Tiara turned her head back, looking at Alisa with a frown.

“Of course not. I will take you wherever you want, because I also really want to see the paintings and photos of the work of the Father,” the rebuttal with a smile.

“Good.” The woman looked at the watch attached to her left wrist. The ribbon cut will be held in 20 minutes. He still has a lot of time to just look around the room that he has not visited. “We go there first,” he said pointing with the index finger of his right hand, asking Alisa to drive him.

“Did Mr Alfa have long been engaged in this art world?” Asked the woman when they arrived in front of a painting of a woman in her green dress that looked so graceful. “What is You?” the question came back, stopping the wheel chair for gawking at the beautiful painting he was watching.

Tiara laughs. “Maybe yes. Alfa used to paint me and use anything about me as inspiration,” he said then also surprised by the paintings that were not so far from where they stopped at that time. Impatiently, Tiara put the wheels on her seat to see clearly what she was seeing. A painting of a woman with her belly bulging. Tiara frowned with a moved expression. He did not feel he stroked his own stomach, imagining in his imagination when one day, the baby will develop and the skin of his stomach is strechmarked because it is enlarged.

“What are you doing?” The familiar voice of the woman in the ear surprised him. Shaking his daydream with a feeling of anxiety that immediately penetrated into his heart that was blooming happy. The woman with the bearded hair stood not far from Tiara, looking at her with an eagle-like gaze ready to tear herself apart. Alfa's wife frantically looked in all directions to find Alisa who was no longer in her place.

Tiara's chest grew increasingly rumbling as the woman's footsteps headed towards her and drew closer. Oh, I want it to feel like he's screaming right then and there.