"Gerald?" Karenina looked at Gerald, her face pale. Clearly, she didn't realize that Gerald had been standing by the door, listening to their conversation all along. Gerald approached and sat beside Ariana. "Hi, sister-in-law. Long time no see," he replied casually. "Didn't your informant tell you about my presence here?" he added, still in his relaxed manner. Ariana chose to ignore both of them and uncovered the stainless steel cloche that had been covering the food since earlier. The cloche, now emitting steam from the top due to covering the hot food Ariana had prepared for both of them. The grilled ribs with mushroom sauce, accompanied by steamed vegetables, were already placed in separate bowls, along with a bowl of steaming rice. "Shouldn't you tell me about your first love while we're having dinner, my dear husband?" Ariana taunted Gerald. Gerald now stared back at her with a raised eyebrow. "Oh yes, this food will be enough for three people. Would you like to join us?" Ari
"Jealousy?" Ariana snorted. "In your dreams," she replied, shoving food into her mouth with a rough gesture. Gerald laughed at her reaction. "Why does my wife look so adorable when she's angry?" he murmured. They continued eating in silence. Ariana was trying to contain her frustration, and Gerald, knowing her well, chose to remain silent, not intending to further fuel the situation. He already knew Ariana's character well enough not to provoke her further. He understood that Ariana was feeling jealous, and that alone warmed his heart. Ariana continued working as the restaurant began to fill up again. Meanwhile, her wife was working downstairs. Gerald decided to join her in her office. He intentionally waited for Ariana to finish her work so they could return home together. At ten o'clock, when the restaurant closed, the doorbell rang again. Dara, who had returned to her place at the front desk, came towards the cash register with a gleam in her eyes. "Uhh... How sweet," she said
"In the beginning, everything felt awkward. Imagine, even though Gerald was her husband, this was the first time he had gathered with the employees. However, it turned out to be true, just as the man had said before, that he was someone who could easily socialize. And indeed, within a few minutes, he and some of Ariana's employees, especially the men, could talk easily. Whether it was discussing light topics like sports or hobbies, or even conversations about their political views and family matters that Ariana never knew they had. It was almost midnight when they arrived at Zeroun's residence. Usually, Yosef would be waiting for them. This time, Ariana did not find the elderly man. Could Yosef be sick? Or did Gerald ask the man not to wait for him? Ariana immediately went upstairs, cleaned herself, and changed her clothes. After that, they both lay down on the large, comfortable bed. And once again, Ariana proved Gerald's words true. He never slept without embracing her body. They
Gerald watched Ariana leave without saying a word. His wife was clearly upset. When Ariana was emotional, she became harder to control. He glanced at Shelma, who was also observing Ariana's departure with a puzzled expression. Meanwhile, Gerald turned around, walking quickly towards Vivan and harshly slapped his assistant's face. "What did you say to her?" he asked even before Vivan could get up. Gerald's blow left a bloody mark at the corner of his assistant's mouth. "I didn't say anything, Boss. Just mentioned that you had a lunch appointment with a client as you requested," Vivan replied honestly. Gerald stomped his foot on the floor and cursed vehemently before looking back at Vivan and muttering an apology. Shelma, who had walked closer, reached out her hand and grabbed Gerald's arm. "What's wrong? Why are you so angry?" she asked in a soft, gentle tone. Gerald looked in her direction, precisely where Shelma's hand was. He realized that was his fatal mistake. He then lowered h
Gerald watched Ariana leave abruptly. His wife was clearly emotional. When Ariana was emotional, she became more difficult to control. He glanced at Shelma, who was also watching Ariana's departure with a puzzled expression. Meanwhile, Gerald turned around, walking quickly towards Vivan and harshly slapped his assistant's face before Vivan could even get up. Gerald's punch left a bloody wound at the corner of Vivan's mouth. "What did you say to her?" he asked, even before Vivan could fully stand. Gerald slammed his foot on the floor and cursed vehemently. Then, he looked back at Vivan and muttered an apology. Shelma, who had approached, reached out her hand and grabbed Gerald's arm gently. "What's wrong? Why are you so angry?" she asked in a soft tone. Gerald glanced at her, specifically at the spot where Shelma's hand was. He realized that was his fatal mistake. He then lowered his hand and brushed off Shelma's touch as gently as possible. "I'm sorry, I have urgent matters," he sa
After finishing their lunch, Ariana decided to go to the playground with Axel. Their driver returned to the parking lot while their nanny continued to follow them. Axel cheerfully ran around, playing all the games available in the mall area. Meanwhile, Ariana and the nanny sat on a bench, watching the little boy play tirelessly. "What was Axel like when he came to Zeroun's residence?" Ariana suddenly inquired. Her attention remained fixed on the small child who was now busy hitting a plastic crocodile with a toy hammer. "Um, well, that..." the nanny hesitated. "Don't worry. I won't report anything. This conversation is just between us. I just want to get to know Axel better," Ariana replied candidly. "Back then, when Axel was brought here, I was still a household assistant. My husband and I had been working at the Zeroun's house for a long time. We were quite surprised when Mrs. Isidora suddenly arrived and brought a young woman and a little child to the house, saying that he was
Ariana shrugged. She walked closer and asked what she could help with. She didn't want to discuss the woman who had annoyed her all day and had even ruined her appetite. Mrs. Rosaline didn't give her any tasks and instead ordered Ariana to sit on one of the chairs there. Ariana complied without protest. "Don't you want to know who she is?" Mrs. Rosaline asked as she stir-fried minced beef. "Is it necessary?" Ariana replied with a question of her own. "At least by asking, it shows that you care," Mrs. Rosaline replied again. Ariana shook her head. She picked up a tempting red tomato and bit into it, producing a sound that made others salivate upon hearing it. "Caring isn't always marked by the number of questions asked," she replied between bites. "Some people ask not because they care, but because they need a story to listen to, which they can later use as a topic of conversation when they meet others," she continued and bit into her tomato again. "Are you not curious at all abo
Ariana chose to sit on the balcony of Gerald's room, because up until now, she still considered the room not to be hers. The balcony wasn't as spacious as the one in Gerald's private home that Ariana had visited before. Still, it was enough to accommodate two cushioned rattan chairs and a round table large enough for tea and snacks. She looked at the view in front of her: densely populated houses that weren't exactly a beautiful sight to behold. She fell silent, contemplating this marriage. Could all of this be a test for her marriage with Gerald? A strengthening of their spiritual bond? Was God testing Ariana by showing her the women from Gerald's past, even though she didn't want to know? Perhaps God wanted to make Ariana realize that she was disturbed by their presence. And, in fact, this was also a test for Gerald. Maybe God was testing his loyalty. Would Gerald remain steadfast with Ariana despite the arrival of those women, or would he be tempted and turn away? These were the