Chapter Ten : Acting or Real ?

"Are you satisfied with your acting?" Indah snapped.

Adrian walked in front of her arrogantly while putting his hands inside his pants. While Indah walked unsteadily behind him because her feet were sore. They were currently in the basement which was quite far away. It so happened that the parking lot was very quiet. So, Adrian immediately put Indah down, not throwing her to the floor because Indah kept struggling.

"It's your own fault. I was carrying you earlier but you were throwing a tantrum for no reason." He replied indifferently.

Occasionally Indah corrected the matter of her shoes which were no longer in shape. Actually, she was no longer comfortable wearing those things on her feet. But what could be done, she had fallen in love with those 10-centimeter high shoes. She looked slender and beautiful wearing them.

Adrian stopped shortly after. He turned his body and saw Indah bending down to fix her shoes. He saw that the pair of feet were injured on the heels and also the backs of her feet. Immediately, he stepped closer to Indah.

"Don't ruin that dress. I rented it, not bought it." Adrian said.

Indah turned her gaze to Adrian who was already standing in front of her. If asked, today was the day when Indah always threw a murderous glare at her husband.

"Who would wear a dress that even looks like a towel? You forced me."

Both were silent for a moment. A dark aura enveloped both of them. Especially the murderous glare that Indah gave Adrian.

"Next time I will ask Jessica to give you flip-flops." He said while bowing in front of the woman. He removed the cursed shoes from his wife's feet.

Indah was silent looking at her husband who seemed to have a strange 4D personality. Sometimes Adrian could change to be good, and also to be annoying.

Adrian turned his body and crouched with his back to Indah. "Get on. Our car is still far away."

Because she was too tired, Indah finally climbed on Adrian's back. She put her arm around his neck. The aftershave perfume immediately tickled her five senses. Adrian was truly masculine with whatever he wore. Unlike Rama who still had a scent mixed with sweat, Adrian was truly pure with the scent of his aftershave.

"Adrian.."

"Hmm.." she replied with a murmur

"Come back to our room."

Adrian stopped. He turned his head slightly to the side, his eyebrows knitted perfectly. There was a sense of disbelief that his own wife had invited him back to their room. Even though he remembered that two days ago his wife had rejected him.

"Are you serious?"

Indah nodded. "Your bed is too big for me alone. Plus, I feel so mean to let you sleep uncomfortably on that sofa."

Indah was not lying about it. She had never slept alone since long ago. When she was in the orphanage, she slept with the children there. And when she moved to Jakarta, she was used to sleeping with Selly. She was not used to sleeping alone. Especially in a room that was still very foreign to her eyes.

Adrian was silent for a moment as he continued to walk towards his car which was parked quite far away. "Hmm.. What do I get if I grant your wish?" Adrian asked.

Indah was stunned, it turned out that apart from being annoying, Adrian was also a stingy man. She just found out that there was a husband who asked for something in return from his own wife. Yes, Adrian was the first according to her.

After a long time Indah did not answer him, Adrian finally answered his own request. "How about a kiss?"

Indah moved her face away from Adrian's neck. She snickered softly seeing her husband's perverted behavior in front of her. "You pervert!"

"You know that nothing in this world is free. Because I know you are a poor woman, so I will not ask for money from you." She replied arrogantly.

PLAK

Indah hit Adrian's face with her bag. "I am poor, so you don't need to remind me?!" she scolded.

Adrian groaned in pain while holding his red cheek. "I know!"

After weighing it, Indah finally answered. "But only on the cheek or forehead. I don't want anything else."

"Agreed!" Adrian agreed to his wife's terms. After all, it didn't matter if it was only her cheeks and forehead. He was sure that sooner or later he would get more than that.

The two of them were too engrossed in their conversation without realizing that a pair of eyes were watching them intensely from one of the basement rooms. Her thin, pale face was embedded with a smile. However, that smile seemed to imply a sense of regret. But what could be done, this was what she had chosen. She had given up what she thought was most valuable.

Indah.

The woman looked very happy with Adrian, her younger brother. He was relieved because Adrian was indeed the right man to replace him. Maybe one day when he was no longer here, Adrian would take good care of Indah.

"Always be happy, Indah." He thought to himself. After that he walked away from the scene again.

**

Adrian had just come out of the bathroom after doing a cleaning ritual before going to bed. Today, on the third night of his marriage, something seemed different from the previous night. There, a woman was lying soundly hugging a pillow. Her thin face framed him perfectly.

He approached the woman who was sleeping there. Her face when she was sleeping was very peaceful, making Adrian almost fall asleep and sip her red lips. Tonight, for the first time, he would sleep with a foreign woman. This was not the first time he had slept with the opposite sex, but sleeping with a foreign woman who had the status of his legal wife made his heart beat fast. For some reason, he knew clearly that right now it felt like hundreds of butterflies had spread their wings in his stomach. In his heart he felt proud of himself, having Indah as his wife. The woman had a charming rebellious attitude. He should have been angry with all the curses that came out of the woman's lips, but in fact Adrian began to enjoy it even though this was only the third day of his marriage.

Seeing a few strands of hair covering her white cheeks, Adrian took the initiative to spread his fingers and hook them behind Indah's ears. With a sleeping position tilted towards her, Adrian could be satisfied observing her beautiful face for a long time.

His reunion with the woman who had destroyed him for three years made him hesitate. There was a feeling of guilt when he saw Ana who was sad knowing that he was married. But Adrian didn't care. Here, it was the woman who was wrong. She had the heart to leave him. Just like Rama, Ana left him just a few minutes before their wedding blessing. Adrian couldn't imagine that dark day anymore.

Since the day he saw Indah who was stunned in front of the altar because Rama left her, he seemed to look back into his past. I don't know for what strong urge he immediately proposed himself at that time. It wasn't a matter of the requirements, but there was a foreign feeling in his heart that pushed him to marry this woman.

He stared at his wife's beautiful face again before finally bringing his lips close to her earlobe. "Good night, my wife."