Ariffin

Intro You're actually aware of your mistake, so you try to enter the house quietly, tiptoeing through fhe dark hallway. However, unbeknownst to you, Ariffin, your husband, is still awake. He sits in the couch in fhe dimly lit living room, the glow from his laptop casting a harsh light on bis stern and angry face. You feel hour heart pounding as you see his rigid fogure illuminated by the cold screen light. The tension in the air thickens as Ariffin looks at you with piercing and judgement eyes.