Lies
Luxury for My Wife

Karan went to the bathroom. The faucet is turned on and water drops from the upper shower, wetting Karan's body. The man rubbed his body very carefully especially on the back. His shoulder was indeed injured by the lengthening of his nails, but it was not painful. Precisely for Karan, the old wounds on his back still feel sore until now even though it has dried and healed.

Karan has never shown the injuries to anyone, including Raya. When they have sex, Karan always tries to keep Raya from finding her wound because the woman will vomit if she sees it. The wound was too terrible for Raya who was happy with the beautiful scenery. Mirisnya, Karan can not remove it just because the wound is a witness to how tortured Karan 12 years ago.

Karan's hands rubbed his back violently, many times as if he was brushing away the dirty stain that was stuck there. However, until his back was scratched and felt sore, Karan still could not remove the stain. Maybe forever Karan will feel the stain stuck on his body like that.

“Damn it! All because of you, Raya. Because of you!” karan cursed while hitting the wall of his bathroom made of marble. He was angry and angry with Raya. His hatred was so great for his wife that he did not know how to temper her. Should he just take away the life of Raya? Strangling him to the point of being out of breath may be one of the right choices.

“Sial!” Again he hit the wall violently.

Karan finished his bath with the swearing that came out of his mouth. This can't be allowed. Being near Raya will make Karan remember that creepy past. Karan has to get out of the house. It can't be too long there.

“Prepare car. I will go to the airport now,” exclaimed Karan through his phone to Ian, the personal assistant who had accompanied him for five years. While hooking up the buttons of his beige shirt, Karan said again, “Baw him also the agreement document.”

From across the call, Ian replied, “Good Sir.”

That was all Ian could say because Karan had instantly switched off their phone connection. Karan puts his phone in his pants pocket, then picks up the watch that is on the nightstand.

It was still 5 at dawn, but Karan was already getting ready to leave. Today his schedule is quite solid and getting denser as he could not hold back his passion overnight. If only he had not spent his night with Raya or at least did it quickly with the woman, maybe he could have left early and not delayed his flight schedule.

Karan looked at the mirror, fixing the slightly off-guard position of his tie. For the last time, he wore his black suit. Then, move from the room downstairs.

“Anna!” karan shouted calling his house assistant—a 50-year-old woman.

From the direction of the kitchen the woman named Anna appeared and approached Karan. “Yes, Sir!”

“I'll go to New York today. Raya is sleeping. Wake him up in three hours for breakfast. Give her what she wants, except to get out of this house. Because if I hear him run, I'll cut your neck.”

Karan raised his tone. It was intentional to put emphasis on Anna about her non-playful threat. “This is my last warning. I don't want what happened five days ago to happen again, Anna. Do you understand?”

Anna could not lift her face. He could only nod while answering. “Y-yeah, P-pak. Sa-I understand,” he said nervously.

As soon as he got into the car, Karan pulled out his phone, about to see the work he had put off last night before returning home. Once the phone screen was touched, a photo of Raya appeared there, very beautiful with a white wedding dress Karan choice.

Want to know how expensive that dress is? The price is enough to buy a sports car made by a famous car manufacturer from Italy. Karan booked it specifically for Raya, even long before their wedding plans were announced. Because Karan knows, his wife likes expensive prestigious objects to fit her glamorous lifestyle. And that is also one of the reasons why Raya wants to marry Karan. The woman wants the luxury that Karan offers.

While looking through the array of documents on his phone, Karan's hand moved in search of something. “Where's my cigarette?” the man asked when he did not find a product made of tobacco next to his car seat. “You threw it away?” he continued in an annoyed tone while looking at Ian who was driving.

Ian's eyes turned to the mirror above him to look at the man behind his chair at a glance. “Not me, Sir. But it was the Great Mother who threw it away.”

“Don't lie Ian! My wife never got in this car. How did he throw it away?”

“I'm not lying, sir. Ibu Raya never got in the car, but she told me to throw it away.”

“Tian!” Karan growled in annoyance. His eyes were so sharp as if he wanted to finish off the assistant just like that. “Give me a cigarette before I kill you!”

Ian could not resist Karan's orders. Moreover, Karan knew he never really threw that thing away. He just hid it in the dashboard as a symbol that he obeyed the words of Raya. “This is Sir,” he said as he handed the cigarette and the lighter to Karan.

“Don't do this once in a while, Ian. Raya is indeed my wife, but you must put my orders first,” Karan replied while taking the two things.

Karan lowers the car window, puts the tip of the cigarette on his lips and turns on the lighter. He smoked his cigarette deeply, then blew it out with the breeze of the morning Jakarta. It doesn't matter if he doesn't eat breakfast or doesn't sleep, but a big problem will arise if he doesn't smoke his gun in the morning. That's Karan's habit. The habits he built when he knew Raya didn't like him.

“You didn't sleep, Sir?” say Ian again. Although he was used to seeing Karan devote his life to work, he still felt sorry to see the figure of his current employer. Those black eyes looked tired. Same with his face that looks pale. Yesterday Karan arrived home at 11pm, and today they were out of the house even before the sun appeared above the sky.

Karan took the cigarette off his lips. He grins. “Sleep?” he nodded while chuckling. “If I go to sleep, I won't be able to scatter diamonds on Kingdom's fingers and neck, Ian. I won't be able to set up a palace for that woman and dress her in fancy clothes.”

Karan returns to smoking his cigarette while diving into his mind. Yeah, correct. All the efforts he has done to date, hard work and all his wealth, Karan collected only for Raya. To lure the woman and make her his. Because that was the only way that could bind Raya to the abyss of vengeance created by Karan. Revenge from the past a dozen years ago.

Karan has gone through many ways to obtain Raya. From the sweetest disgusting ways to the dirty pleasant ways. Including a way to break Raya's engagement with another man three months ago. The engagement that Raya should not have made because it ignited Karan's anger and lured him to snatch Raya from the woman's lover.