
In a luxurious hotel room, when sunlight enters through the window glass. Shine on Arina's beautiful face, which is still sleeping.
Slowly but surely Arina opened her eyes, the sunlight that hit her face made her feel glare. Those tired eyes opened, scrutinizing every room he currently occupied.
"Where is this"
Arina changed positions to sit, re-examining each of those rooms. And sure enough, he is not currently with the room that he often sleeps but in a hotel room.
"Why can I be here" Arina muttered softly. Trying to remember what had happened, Realizing something strange Arina opened the blanket. Both of his eyes widened as he looked at his body currently wearing nothing.
*Who did this ?
Is this her husband* ?.
Arina remembers last night she was under by her half-brother Carissa to enter this hotel room, after which Arina remembers nothing.
Returning to lift the blanket, Arina researched every inch of her body. Red marks were everywhere, as was the pain in the core that made him grimace. Especially with red stains attached to bed sheets. Makes Arina even more sure that she had a relationship with someone last night.
The question is Arina, who is that man ?. Could it be the husband who has taken away her chastity. Because if it's true Arina will be very happy, all this time she's been waiting for her.
But if not ...?
Arina could not imagine, how angry Mirza would be if she did it with another man. Maybe even Arina can't forgive herself.
"Perhaps no one else, certainly did this Mirza mas" said Arina trying to dismiss his negative thoughts.
Arina stood up and picked up her clothes on the floor, after which she went into the bathroom. Moments later Mirza and Carissa enter the hotel room.
Carissa's smile expanded as she looked at the messy hotel room, her eyes also catching the red stains that were attached to the sheets. The woman quickly took her phone and photographed the red stain.
"It turns out our plan succeeded" Carissa said while entering her phone.
"Dearly, I finally had a reason to divorce the woman" Mirza replied
Carissa looked at Mirza's face with a smile, both of whom had long been looking for a way to get Mirza to divorce Arina.
Mirza never loved Arina, she married Arina only because Arina was the son of a rich man. And this is the reason why Mirza always refuses to touch Arina.
"I can soon marry the woman I love" Mirza caressed Carissa's cheek, and kissed the woman's red lips.
Not wanting to throw away Carissa's chance to return Mirza's kiss, the two dissolve into an intoxicating crib of romance without realizing that Arina in the bathroom heard it all.
"Calm down baby, soon we will always be together" said Carissa after the two ended the pagutannya.
Mirza smiled "Let's go, this room feels hot in my opinion"
"Yes darling".
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The clear liquid escaped continuously wetting Arina's cheeks, she did not expect that her husband and stepbrother had trapped her last night. Especially when she finds out that Mirza loves Carissa.
"Why are you doing this ? what's my fault ?"
Arina hit the chest that felt tight, this reality really made her completely destroyed. Her husband had the heart to trap with a foreign man just to find an excuse to divorce him.
Arina has always been a strong woman to Mirza, even when the man refused to touch her did not make Arina angry. He always waited until Mirza wanted to do that.
Arina herself knows that Mirza doesn't love her. They got married because they were married, and now their marriage has entered the age of one year, Arina thinks her husband has loved her especially lately Mirza often gives her attention.
But all of Arina's allegations are wrong, and today Mirza has proven that she will not love Arina at any time.
"Suckhead"
"Damn it"
Forbidden by swearing just came out of Arina's lips, he who had always kept his words, now could not. Anger and disappointment make Arina can not control herself.
Arina stood up from her seat, then walked out of the bathroom. He examined each part of the room once more and smiled wryly when he saw the red stains that were still so bright.
"Mas Mirza could've set me up with another man"
"I've been doing everything for him"
Arina exited the room feeling devastated, her current goal was home. She wanted to curse her husband and stepbrother.
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After Arina's departure, a handsome man entered the hotel room. The man spread his eyes to look for someone.
Having found nothing, the man reached into his pants pocket to pull out the phone. Then find the name of someone he will contact.
"How ?" ask someone across there.
"People are gone, sir, this room is empty"
"Are you sure ? you've checked every room, haven't you ?"
"Already sir, even the bathroom has been double-checked"
No more answers from across the phone.
"But I saw the patches of virgin in this bedsheet Master"
"Take the picture ! then send it to me !"
Although confused by the request of his boss, Rfan still obeyed. After turning off the phone immediately Rafan took a photo of blood stains that are still attached.
"Actually what's going on" said Rafan.
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In a taxi, Arina sits leaning her head against the window. Since then, her tears have continued to fall. As strong as he has been all this time Arina is still a woman who has feelings of fragile and broken.
Especially after knowing that her husband loves his own stepbrother. I don't know what kind of fate this is ?.
Arina's memory goes back as she is paired with Mirza. The man did not refuse the slightest when the match was started, Even Mirza immediately said yes when both their parents agreed to marry.
"If you don't love me, say it long ago . Why just now"
The taxi driver who had been watching Arina, frowned confusedly. Moreover, seeing the tears that continued to wet his cheeks.
"Whose house is Neng ?" ask the taxi driver.
Arina stared at the streets, it turned out that this had entered her residential area.
"Take another minute, sir !" arina Pinta.
The car drove slowly, until Arina told him to stop right in front of the tall brown gate.
"Just take it back sir" Arina said after handing over the fare to the taxi driver.
"Thank You Neng"
Arina got out of the car, her steps so slowly entered the luxury house where she grew up. The woman's gaze was empty even Mang Dadang's greeting did not he respond in the slightest.
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