Not a Choice Match
Tears of Arna

After a short distance from the restaurant, Arna walked on a gontai by the roadside. His face was like describing his feelings, disappointed and sad but there was not the slightest look of hate like Shinta, a woman who was often present melted the beautiful moments of Arna and Ahdan.

Arna could have been more spicy words and actions to nudge the haughty and coquettish behavior of Shinta, but the words*Not the mate of choice* often realize Arna that he is not the mate of choice Ahdan then he is helpless. If only Arna hit hard Shinta just Ahdan will defend Shinta.

The streets were quiet with only lights on some poles illuminating his journey. Inner Arna is really tired, if the mind is tired then the body feels tired and almost no passion to live life. After passing through the quiet street Arna sat in the terminal seat, the atmosphere crowded with the noise of vehicles and pedestrians sometimes disturb the sense of hearing. But Arna is only my darling as if blind and deaf to the crowded atmosphere around her.

Instantly, Arna's tears dripped from her eye slit like a drizzle dripping dew on the windowpanes. As loud as a woman, she still keeps a patch of pain and fragile bones sometimes need an antidote and a crutch. If his heart is shrouded in disappointment and deep wounds, tears will explain. Arna is disappointed in Ahdan who only cares about the feelings of one woman who is not yet who she is. While without caring how Arna feels who has become his wife and has lived at home with him to an indefinite time limit.

Suddenly the palm from the side gave a piece of tissue almost close to Arna's face. He saw who the owner was, and apparently Iwan was standing right next to him. Then Iwan sat in a chair with Arna. Arna just kept quiet with her crying without even accepting the tissue that was proffered for her from iwan.

"Sir, what's the problem? Here's the knife" asked iwan in his special soft tone while giving the tissue closer to Arna.

Arna was silent for a moment while saying "Gapapa kok" Sahut Arna while wiping her tears.

Without further ado, iwan wiped away Arna's tears that were still left on her soft cheeks. Arna looked at iwan with teary eyes, she could feel a sincere love for iwan. O Lord why do You not present iwan as the first man, not present on the basis of an arranged marriage but as the Prince who is anticipated by the Common Princess whom he loves.

Arna's tears grew, as she hugged iwan and leaned her hair on the chest of iwan, Arna was sobbed in her arms with a look of great sadness. For a moment Iwan stretched his hands together shortly then iwan returned Arna's embrace with a close embrace. Really iwan a sincere man after Arna's late father.

Ahdan had been looking for Arna's whereabouts, finally he met apparently Arna at the terminal hugging a man. Ahdan's emotions seemed to be burning, he immediately got out of his car and walked quickly to the terminal. Iwan's hug on Arna suddenly came off, again Ahdan pulled the rough cloth iwan shirt, immediately threw a hard blow on the gap of the face iwan. Then back pull and hit for the second time. Iwan covered his cheek that was the target of Ahdan's blow, like he was in a lot of pain.

"Why are you hugging my wife?" Ask Ahdan with his emotional expression

"Or maybe you hugged my wife for you to spread the pictures. Huh yeah?" Tukas Ahdan with a sharp gaze while pointing his index finger like pointing a sharp weapon at iwan.

"Mas, what the hell are you doing?" Ketus Arna still with teary eyes.

"Silent you. Let's go home" Ahdan held him down hard while tightly grasping Arna's wrist and then pulled him towards Ahdan's car which was parked not far from the terminal.

Alphard's car starts to speed, Arna looks from behind the car window feeling sorry for the iwan who is still standing and also looks at the car that will disappear from his view.

At home, Ahdan continues to pull Arna's hand towards their room. After entering, Ahdan took off the rough pull so that Arna felt pain as if he was wedged on his wrist bone.

"How many times have you been with another man?. After meeting with Sean you happily hug with iwan. Don't you know ashamed to want to care for me ha?" Ahdan's loud voice with a much more piercing gaze

Ahdan's accusation was too presumptuous, Arna set her breath and opened her voice

"You accuse me of cheating on you with them. Then what about you mas, you shrewdly go anywhere with your lover when I am in front of you without thinking about my feelings. You go with Shinta just for a date, I don't have any protests, I shut up I resigned because I know I'm not your mate. But why do you accuse me of cheating and emotions when I need a little support for my already almost fragile shoulders. Fragile because my heart is tired, it can not stem the tears when you lean more towards Shinta. Although I was also disappointed, there was not a single charge of me that you cheated" Arna asserted with tears that began to pour

Ahdan was silent without a wart standing upright with a flat face. Arna with her cry walked towards the bathroom still with carrying a bag.

In the morning Arna in the garden behind the beautiful and cool house is equipped with a clear swimming pool of water covering an area of 15m and 10m wide. Arna trained her feet to get used to being friendly with super high shoes called high heels. Despite walking in a daze, Arna still trying not to continue the misfortune.

Arna trains like the story of the common princess to be edited by the Crown Prince of the ancient king. Surely the princess must be adept at wearing high heels to radiate the beauty and elegance of the king's family.

Aunt Nun appeared carrying a tray containing two glasses of juice and one plate of cake. He saw Arna lunglai training her feet in high heels, aunt smiling. Arna already looked very beautiful and graceful, what if Arna was wearing those high shoes, then her appearance was much more than graceful. Aunt Nun called out to Arna half-crying,

"So, let's just relax, and have a drink"

Arna turned his head, excitedly taking off his high shoes to walk faster. They sat down, and Arna drank the juice placed on their middle table.

"The training ground is like an ancient royal princess" auntie Nun told me

Arna grinned while staring at the late aunt nun,

"But it has to be, bi. I trained to be adept at wearing these super high shoes to look elegant in front of my husband and people. Ahdan wants me to wear his shoes anyway."

"Wow, young master's gift. Lucky you mbak"

Arna poked a little under her lips,

"When I hate the so-called high heels" said Arna pouting

"Why mbak, but beautiful and graceful you know"

As we entered the weekend night, the back garden was decorated with flowers, guest chairs, catering tables and decorative lights. Complete with stage music.

The important guests are already in place with an elegant look and fancy blink-blink. Abah and Umi were chatting with their friends and colleagues in different positions, their appearance was no less elegant. Ahdan had stood gallantly about to enter the crowd of guests, while Arna behind was still with a long way because it turned out that he was still not an expert wearing high heels. Though Arna's appearance is very elegant with a wide dress and matching hijab.

After being engrossed in the music, the announcement of the new business launch will be voiced by Abah on the music stage. While the guests focused on hearing the announcement, one male guest who looked to be about 30 years old looked at Arna. Arna unintentionally looked at the man, his eyes like a wolf. Instantly the man touched his smile on Arna, Arna only smiled faintly.

The announcement was over, the guests were welcome to eat the catering dishes. Arna felt alone in the crowd, if aunt nun partied, she and aunt would have a chat. While Ahdan was busy chatting with the male guests. It is better to take a glass of drink to moisten his dry throat.

Arna was walking still with shaky steps, Suddenly she almost fell down accidentally stepping on a long dress that surpassed the ground of a woman with menor and blonde makeup. Unknowingly Arna's drive has made the dress torn. Arna looked at panic

"Oh my God, are you blind? If not the way to use the eyes" The loud voice of the woman who owns the dress makes the eyes of the guests turn to her. Moreover, Ahdan he find out where the sound came from, Arna was seen being cursed by a woman immediately Ahdan approached him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" Arna said with a regretful expression

"Sorrys sorry. My dress has been torn because of you. Apologies are not enough for compensation" Ketus woman makes the atmosphere more heated

Ahdan was in front of them wondering

"Sorry, what's going on?" Ahdan asked the woman who cursed Arna

"Look at this my dress was torn because she accidentally stepped on it. You have to make damages"

Arna denied the false accusation that he stepped on with caution.

"Grandfather, I don't.." Arna's voice was cut off by Ahdan's mistress

"Shut up" Timpal Ahdan with his teeth tightly closed

"Well I'll change, again sorry" Ahdan said to the woman while holding Arna's wrist firmly so that it felt cramping in Arna's hand. Ahdan pulled Arna back to take her to an empty room.

"What other misadventures have you done, how many times have you humiliated me? Ever since before there was you in my life, I've never experienced this damn thing. Enough this time you humiliate me, do not let the misfortune you bring impact to my family. Understand you!" Ketus Ahdan still with his emotional tone then turned his face away while going back to the venue.

Arna leaned her back against the wall. His chest felt tight and his mouth was trying to hold back the tears. Arna walked into the toilet and opened the sink faucet. Hearing the sound of the door being opened and closed, Arna turned her head slowly it turned out that the man was about to approach her with a much more savage gaze. Arna was shocked and her hair stood up.

"Hi baby, what's wrong with you? Need hug? Come here I hug" The man continued to approach slowly Arna with his savage smile.

Arna just backed away in fear

"Please don't mess with me"

The man accelerates his steps to get closer to Arna, almost Arna was harassed suddenly the door was opened wide by a woman. The man spontaneously swaps positions with Arna while pulling both of Arna's hands and then slapping them.

"Why are you?" Ask the man as if he were a victim

"What is this pa?" Ask the woman who turned out to be his wife

"It's mah, he's unbuttoned Papa's shirt carelessly" Tukas said. A wolf in sheep's clothing

Arna was stunned by this man's foul slander

"Do not origin your slander"

"Slander what, look at this button my shirt you open carelessly" said this savage man

"Oohh your base is a cheap woman" The woman approached and slapped Arna in the face

They went out together, the man turned his head lightly smiling cynically, happy they managed to cover up his depravity.

Arna ran out to her room. He was sitting in bed throwing his shoes on the floor. Arna was crying hysterically with a breath of breath as she turned her face to the ceiling. The world of the rich feels cramped to him, not worth his hopes for happiness.

"Mom.. I miss mom, I want the island" cried Arna in her solitude, longing for the figure of the mother where she returned, where she found solace.