Love Shot
Splashes

Freya went down ahead of Ansel. Freya is still a bit upset with Ansel for hiding something from Freya, even though Freya also has some secrets. Even so, it still stung with resentment in Freya's heart. Freya flinch, moving back and forth to ensure the correctness of the home address that Freya had occupied for twenty-six years. Seeing that the number of houses attached to the gate was still the same, Freya was sure this was the mother's house. Freya walked into a two-story house that was still in the renovation stage. It feels foreign when climbing on a ceramic floor that has turned into marble. Freya is greeted by a woman of her age with her mother. Freya wonders who she is, what she's doing at Freya's house.

Ansel followed Freya from behind with a few bags in hand. Exit Anisa from the kitchen. Greeting his daughter-in-law who looks troubled carrying luggage. Anisa led them to the tv room. There was Daniel holding a little Acila. As usual Amor excitedly greeted his sister-in-law, who was actually the daughter-in-law in the house. Freya or Ansel, the article Freya always numbered duakan when being with Ansel.

"Daniel bought a new car?" ask Freya. Daniel shakes. "The unggu car .. is an expensive car, owned by Mr RT?" terka Freya's. As far as Freya is concerned, only Mr. RT likes to park cars in front of people's houses.

"That's the odyssey of the premium color of the spice purple pearl" said Amor.

"Owh .. looks purple to me," Freya's grin sat near Amor. Ansel approached Daniel who was holding a small Acila. Asking to move Acila to Ansel's sling. Daniel gives Acila into his sister-in-law's arms. Ansel had begun to get used to carrying, seen from Acila who was a henchman when carried by Ansel.

"Who's the car parked in front of the house?" amor Goda. Freya asserts Amor's temptation. Amor pointed at Ansel who was holding Acila.

"Ansel ?! I've never seen that car parked at home, don't joke!" Freya glanced at Ansel. "That's your car?"

Ansel shook his head, "It belongs to mother."

Freya was silent, it seemed like a conspiracy was going on. "Where did you get it?"

"From Ansel's. Amor time will be out of the hospital Ansel send a car and driver as an apology for not being able to take Amor home," explained Anisa just came with tea and snacks.

Freya looked at her husband. Especially the one her husband hid behind Freya. "Wah .. so from the sultan. The house is also under renovation. Can I get an injection of funds from the sultan as well?"

"I ... contributed just a little," Ansel cut, immediately returning focus to Acila avoiding Freya's suspicious gaze.

Freya could not say anything more. It is fitting that their treatment is different for Ansel. Freya does not forbid Ansel from doing anything, Freya just wants Ansel to talk to him first before giving something to the Freya family. Ansel is too good to be used by his mother, Amor and Daniel. Mother and Amor did not give Freya any information either. If only Ansel hadn't missed little Acila. Maybe Freya won't know. Freya was always the last to know. Freya no longer knew her family. Freya seems to have been sold to Ansel. Instead his family became parasites for Ansel.

Freya felt alone while being reunited with her own family. Freya thought of Liam's mother. Liam's mother dislikes Freya because Freya has nothing compared to Kyra. Freya thought her family was different, it was the same. Only he is naive. Looking down on Liam's mother who saw someone from their treasure.

They talked together. Freya could not digest their conversation at all. Only occasionally answered when asking him questions. Freya wants to go home. Either Freya has to go home. This house is not Freya's house anymore, it is not Freya's house but her mother's house. At least there was a bathroom for her. Now the room is no longer there turned into a spacious living room because the living room was going to be used as a garage to deviate iron horse mother. "Where's Freya's room?"

"Ow .. You guys suddenly came, so I haven't prepared a room yet. The house is still in the renovation stage" said Anisa.

"Not what mom, next time just stay. If this house has been renovated," said Ansel handed a small Acila who fell asleep to the lap of Amor.

"Sir Ansel, if not cross-sectional later this month Amor will hold their wedding reception. But Amor hasn't got a suitable building yet. How good is Ansel?"

"Mother need not hesitate, Daniel is one of the actors who took shelter in The King Entertainment as well as brother-in-law, it is appropriate that I prepare the building for the reception of his wedding. Daniel just tell Jarvis, let him find the building. For the cost of letting The King Entertainment bear," said Ansel.

"Thank you, son Ansel is always reliable," Anisa praised her daughter-in-law.

"Ansel let's go home I'm tired" Freya pinta.

"Everyone says it first. Next time we'll stop by again. Freya needs a break. Dah Acila is small," Ansel said kissing the back of Acila's hand.

Freya just kept quiet not saying goodbye like Ansel. Freya is saturated, the longer Ansel is in this house. There must be more requests from his family. It is predictable Ansel would be happy to grant every request from them.

There was no conversation during the trip even when arriving at home Freya was still reluctant to talk to Ansel.

Freya leaves Ansel alone at the dinner table. The silence of Freya Ansel considered only because of the effects of fatigue alone. However, after Freya's formal farewell, Ansel realizes something is wrong with his wife. Ansel caught up with Freya, the door locked from the inside. Ansel knocked several times, asking Freya to open the door but there was no sign Freya would let Ansel in. Ansel calls Sam asking him to take the spare key. The key is in Ansel's hands, but the door can't be opened. Because the key hangs from the inside until Ansel can not enter the key again from the outside.

"Freya open the door," Ansel snapped. His emotions begin to be provoked, not understanding Freya's changing attitude. Ansel waited for a moment, still no good faith from Freya. Ansel tells Sam to break down the door. Sam took a swing, kicking the door with all his might until the door lock was broken and the door opened. Ansel tells Sam to leave him. Ansel went into the room, seen Freya rolling her whole body with a blanket.

Ansel sat on the edge of the bed. Touching the body wrapped in a blanket, Freya moved forward intending to avoid Ansel's next touch, "Freya sick?" ansel asked, just the silence Ansel got. "What's wrong?" ask Ansel again.

Freya still did not answer. Ansel pulled the blanket forcefully, looking at Freya's reddened face as well as her disheveled hair. Ansel reached out to tidy up Freya's hair. Not until his fingers touched the hair, Freya had already brushed off Ansel's hand. "Freya!" snapped Ansel did not accept the rejection of his wife. Freya sobbed in fear at Ansel's snapping.

"I'm sorry .. I didn't mean to scold you, it's just that I didn't understand what I had to do if Freya kept me quiet" Ansel said.

"I just want to be alone. I no longer have a place to stay. There is no place in this house for me either. I'll go" said Freya standing up.

Ansel holds Freya, "This is Freya's house. If Freya doesn't like living here, we can move to where Freya wants to be. But not now, it's night. Tomorrow I'll take Freya to find a new home."

"This is Ansel's house, not mine. Let go of Ansel," Freya snapped.

Ansel parsed his embrace, raising both of his hands into the air. Freya is emotional right now. "What's my fault? is this because of the car I gave mom or because I helped mom renovate the house? tell me where my fault is? so I can fix it soon."

"Mr King Ansel Cullen was not wrong, only I was too naive" Freya said.

"I'm sorry if what I did was wrong and offended Freya's self-esteem. I didn't mean that. I just want to be recognized by my wife's family. I just want to tie you up more. I'm afraid Freya left me. If my love hasn't made Freya's heart shake, I wish Freya could consider me because of the treasure I have," Ansel said, telling the truth.

Freya applauded, "I'm trying my hardest to love you. Can't you believe my words. I will not leave you even if this marriage is not based on love. No need to make me feel low. By buying me with your treasure."

Ansel fell to his knees, begging for forgiveness for the wrong he had done.

"I want to be alone. Leave this room" Freya said.

"I'm sorry .. I admitted wrong. Give me a chance to right my wrongs" Ansel hoped.

"I'll consider it but now I want to be alone" urged Freya. Ansel was still reluctant to move, still kneeling before Freya. "If Ansel doesn't come out, let me go out" Freya threatened.

Ansel left the room. Ansel was still standing at the door. Hitting the wall with all his might vented a sense of annoyance with his careless behavior. Her love for Freya made her dark to do stupid things. Even in the moment of straying, Ansel's tears did not drip. If only her tears dripped, it was possible that Freya felt the earnestness of an apology that was thrown from Ansel's lips.

"Si*l," Ansel said.

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