VARSHA
Section 35

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Varsha still hung in the shadows. Tears fell with the cries of the rain tonight. In the silence there was only the sound of grief that accompanied their togetherness. It had been almost 10 minutes the two were just sitting side by side in the front room. The sound of the clock clanking accompanied the pieces of darkness that whack.

Hoses of distress re-incarnate in the whack of memory. Just now Varsha disappeared to replace the promised Harsha. However, in fact the cloud was reluctant to disappear. The wind blew making it one forming darkness and lowering the water of pain.

"It must be hard for you to accept all this. I hurt you again, mianhae." A tone of regret humbled his head. Jim-in no longer has face to face with his wife.

Hearing that Rania looked up to see her husband looking down inside. Her tiny hand stretched out tightly grasping that sturdy fingers.

"Don't say that. I'm it's okay. Just a little surprised. It was not oppa who did it anyway. No, don't blame yourself. I'm fine." His whisper is soft and full of sincerity.

Jim-in is dumbstruck in the void. He could not hold the clear liquid in his eyes. The water fell overflowing as his sturdy arm held the wife warm.

"Mianhae, gomawo." Only two words could represent his current feelings.

No one ever thought it would give a deep impression. Perhaps you could say tears come from an exciting laugh. However, in fact, sadness cannot be contained when time gives a thrilling momentum. Nothing is eternal actually. So too with sadness and happiness.

That is how it is written in the holy verses that Allah has sent down. Behind the pain there must be ease. Surah Al-Insyirah verse 6 inna ma'al usri yusroo which means 'deed with difficulty there is ease.'

However, the question is until when to let all that happen? Until God has ended it. Until God says it is time to taste the sweetness of patience.

Remang put an end to the heartache in the mind. For a moment the couple felt each other's strength. Rania can't blame anyone. It's in a confusing position. On the one hand she was so disappointed to get no treatment from her in-laws, but on the other hand the woman who had hurt her was the mother of her husband.

"I beg you not to hate eomma. He took his life to bring you into the world. And also meet me." He left while holding a grievance.

Jim-in nods without a word coming out.

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A few weeks after the incident, Rania and Jim-in's relationship is even more harmonious. Both seemed fine as if nothing had ever happened. Rania re-opened her delayed business. Similarly, Jim-in is getting active to make a living to support his beloved wife.

A ray of happiness emanated in the glare of their eyes of relief. A sincere smile also expands to take away the pain of the day.

Brakk!!

The footsteps spelled out instantly startled the middle-aged man before him. Some photos showing the activity of the son and his son-in-law scattered on the glass table. His teeth were grinding against each other with both hands clenched tightly. His emotions are at the top level. The herbs felt pulsating when his plan that day failed miserably.

Gyeong is unable to make Rania give up.

"What will the lady do?" ask Sang Oh who is standing in front of him.

"You need to interfere." After saying that, Gyeong got up and walked out in front of him.

The sound of high heels hitting the floor slowly resuscitated the middle-aged man. Sang Oh was sure that his Great Madam this time was not messing around. "I have to tell Young Master." His whisper.

"When you leave the mansion, your family is threatened." Gyeong knew what the butler and his bodyguard were thinking. Sang Oh was wide-eyed when he saw that his Grand Madam had already turned her back while looking at him full of intimidation. "Still willing to step foot out of here, Sang Oh?" reluctantly, Sang Oh shook his head at a glance. "Good." And this time the Madam actually sauntered away.

"Send one person to warn Young Master." Whisper on the earphone attached to his earlobes.

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The afternoon changed and the sky began to change color again. The disappearing afternoon appears the figure of the night in the darkness. The beautiful painting of God in the twilight sky shifted allowing the king of the night to master. The round moon there occupied his throne comfortably. The star-studded like a loyal servant accompanies her beauty.

However, beautiful and beautiful no matter how the night sky this time did not discourage Vasrha to go from the face of aayu a woman. Rania who has just delivered an order to the customer must be presented with a view that rips the tribe, soul and body.

"A...What happened? Ke.ken_" his voice choked ditengguoranya when netraanya saw the red is rampaging, arousing himself devouring the shelter.

"Anged, hated, upset, disappointed? Everything is visible from your face. Do you know how painful it is to see a child who has been raised with a full body snatched away by someone else? Then accept the reply, Rania." That sound. A graceful voice, but harboring millions of painful tones like a sharp knife unsheathed his heart was clearly heard behind him.

Slowly, Rania turned her back to see the woman of her late stature was folding her hands in front of her chest. The glint of flames that continued to gush and sway in the wind highlighted his figure.

"Let's...nyonya? Why are you doing all this? A...you know if this house is the only relic of my parents? Why would the lady burn him?" disappointment and anger are stored nicely in a vibrating tone of voice.

"Because I hate the man who took away my son, Park Jim-in."

"But why burn this house down? We can talk about it all right."

"It's no use. Didn't I warn you that day? But you're holding on and getting Jim-in away from me. Enjoy this misery." After saying that Gyeong also left the location. The woman did not have to bother letting her smooth hands get dirty, simply ordering someone to do so then all was well.

It was late in the day when Rania left the house, she did not realize that there was someone watching her residence. Feeling that there was no one, Gyeong's man entered through the back window that was easy to open. Unlike in the mansion which were all blocked by iron. It was easy for that person to enter and execute his plan. Without leaving a trace, as if the fire was caused by a gas leak, no one would be aware of their actions.

Brukh!!

Rania is no longer able to support her own weight. Amidst the frenzy of people running to tame the blaze, Rania again cried. Tears were dripping down the road he was walking on. Without any words spoken a flash of disappointment and pain was clearly imprinted.

The resentment and pain grew sharper in his chest. The shadow of his time together with his mother revolved in his hijab head. Basimah's smile when telling about scholarships and also other aids milling in memory.

'O Allah is this the reward of his kindness?' Rania can only. Anyone who saw it at this moment could definitely conclude that Rania was harboring a deep disappointment. Destroyed all the feelings he had right now. Be ill. Only one word can describe it.

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