"Drink up, Laura,"Aryan said as he helped Laura sit up to drink the freshly brewed tea.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you couldn't swim," Aryan continued, then placed the glass on the nightstand after Laura had taken a few sips. Suddenly, Laura pulled back the blanket covering her body. She felt something strange, looking at Aryan's face, which was also staring at her."Aaaaaa...!" Laura screamed when she realized her clothes had changed, and she instinctively covered her breasts with both hands, her eyes wide open.
"Shuuuutt, what's wrong with you, screaming like that? I was just helping you change your clothes. You weren't waking up, and I didn't want you to get sick. Otherwise, I'd be the one in trouble!" Aryan tried to calm Laura down."Bruk…" Laura kicked Aryan until he fell and bumped into the cabinet behind him."Come on, you were just looking for an opportunity!" Laura yelled, then quickly covered her body again with the blanket. She peeked insi"Grip tight! I don't want to take responsibility if you fall later," Aryan yelled while opening the visor of his helmet."Yeah, you're so noisy," Laura replied with an annoyed expression. Earlier, Laura had tried to dress as attractively as possible to be Aryan's lady, wearing a hijab and a pale pink t-shirt, skinny jeans, and applying a thin nude lipstick on her sensual lips. She was surprised when Aryan brought his sports motorcycle keys. Laura didn't like riding sports motorcycles, not for any particular reason, but back in high school, she had asked Ricard, her classmate who owned a sports motorcycle, for the reason, and his answer had left Laura stunned. He had said it was enjoyable because there were plenty of girls interested in it without him having to chase after them.Thinking of Ricard reopened old wounds. Ricard was Noval's friend and her first love."Come on, we're newlyweds, so let's look affectionate," Aryan said, snapping Laura out of her thoughts. Lau
"Aryan, what does this mean? You transferred more than our agreement?" Laura displayed a bank statement showing a transfer of 20 million into her bank account."Just consider it a bonus for playing your role so well!" Aryan replied casually, then continued sipping his own coffee. He was annoyed because Laura had successfully played a prank on him yesterday."Why aren't you drinking the coffee I made for you?" Laura asked when she saw Aryan holding a cup of coffee, even though the coffee she made was still untouched on the dining table. Aryan just shrugged and was about to leave, leaving Laura by the poolside."Okay, I'm sorry for my mistake yesterday," Laura said, folding her hands in front of her chest and looking at Aryan earnestly. Once again, Aryan remained indifferent and walked away, making Laura feel embarrassed."I just want to receive the money according to our agreement, I'll transfer it back later," Laura continued, following Aryan as he headed
Aryan and Laura's relationship is getting closer and more intimate. During their one-week break, Laura regularly prepares meals for both of them, and they do many activities together, including cooking, shopping, and cleaning the house. Laura also takes on the responsibility of doing their laundry. Laura wonders why Aryan has always been doing household chores on his own during his time in the apartment.On one morning, while having breakfast dressed in his office attire, Aryan spoke up, "Laura, I'm going to the office today, and I'm not sure when I'll be back. You don't have to wait for me if you want to have lunch. By the way, how's your college going? Do you want me to buy you a motorcycle?"Laura replied after taking a sip of her tea, "Hmm... Okay. I do have a class at 10. I'll just take the public transport since it's close, just 2 kilometers from here.""Are you sure you don't want a new motorcycle? We can give your old one to Nancy for school," Aryan sugg
"Laura, tomorrow morning I'm heading to Bali for a project. Are you okay staying alone in the apartment? If not, I can drop you off at your mom's place," Aryan said, breaking the silence without taking his eyes off the square screen in front of him, displaying people running and chasing after a ball. Laura had been sitting quietly for over an hour, just keeping Aryan company while he watched soccer, occasionally playing with her phone."Hey, are you even listening to me?" Aryan called out and pinched Laura's cute nose playfully."Mmm..." Laura mumbled half-heartedly, stealing a brief glance at Aryan. In truth, Laura didn't want Aryan to leave for Bali.Click... Aryan turned off the TV with the remote control and placed it on the table."Hey, what's wrong? Is it that time of the month? My friend told me girls get moody during PMS," Aryan said gently as he changed his position to face Laura. He observed Laura, who was still engrossed in her phone, with a sm
"Noval? What are you doing here?" Laura asked, still frozen in place. It had been a year since she tried to forget her ex-boyfriend, and now he was back without an invitation."It turns out I could only hold back my longing for you for a year," Noval said as he approached Laura, wearing his characteristic grin."I want to go home," Laura replied coldly, refusing to let her gaze linger on Noval."I just want to talk to you for a moment. I'll be the one to take you home afterward," Noval said, his smile slowly fading as he noticed Laura's less-than-enthusiastic response. Noval admitted that he had been wrong to unilaterally end their relationship."There's nothing we need to talk about. It all ended a year ago, and it was because you wanted it, right?" Laura replied, her tone icy. She didn't want to rekindle her romance with Noval, especially now that her status had changed. She wasn't alone anymore; she was temporarily a part of the Al-Farizi family.
With the sweetest smile on her face, Laura walked toward Aryan and the beautiful woman. She observed the woman carefully, who appeared perfect in her knee-length black dress that contrasted beautifully with her fair skin. Her long, curly brown hair cascaded elegantly, and her natural makeup enhanced her features. Her 7 cm high heels added a sensual touch to her slender figure.Aryan smiled as he saw Laura approaching, and he reached for her hand, guiding her towards where the woman was standing."Vika, let me introduce you to Laura, my wife.""Darling, meet Vika, my college friend." Aryan introduced them one after the other, and Laura offered a friendly handshake. "Did Aryan just call me 'darling'?" Laura's mind suddenly went into overdrive as she tried to process something, her gaze shifting between Aryan and Vika."Laura," Laura replied, momentarily breaking Vika's contemplation."Vika!" Vika responded to Laura's handshake, looking at the young wom
Pretending to ignore Aryan, Laura kept herself busy setting the dishes on the table. Aryan, on the other hand, continued to observe Laura's every move, growing increasingly restless."Do you have nothing better to do than watch me like that? Go take a shower! Afterward, we can eat. I'm starving because you didn't invite me to eat earlier. You're so heartless!" Laura protested, glancing briefly at Aryan before grabbing the juice she had prepared and adding some ice cubes."Still half-past five; let's eat first. I'm hungry too. Besides, I can't wait to devour my beloved wife's cooking," Aryan replied playfully, winking at Laura. Laura didn't respond to Aryan's remark. She fetched two plates, one for Aryan and one for herself, and served rice on Aryan's plate, just as she always did."Thanks, dear," Aryan said as Laura handed him the plate of rice. Aryan was eager to dig into Laura's cooking. He admitted that Laura's cooking was just as delicious as his mother Lian
"Aray, in marriage, you must understand each other, love each other, and compromise. You can't just get angry over small things and run back to your parents' house without your husband's permission; that's a grave sin. If there are problems, they should be resolved calmly instead of walking away," Della said to Laura that morning as they cooked breakfast together."Yes, Mom, we're fine. You and Dad don't need to worry," Laura replied as she stirred coffee for Johan and Aryan. Laura took a deep breath; she couldn't imagine what would happen if they found out that the marriage would eventually end in divorce.Not long after that, Aryan and Johan returned and sat down to talk on the long wooden bench on the house's terrace. They seemed to be having a friendly conversation while enjoying the fresh morning air characteristic of the rural atmosphere. The classic house faced north with a spacious yard, and the tall mango tree, now in bloom, looked magnificent, surrounded by orc