A Wound

Chapter 42's

After returning from shopping with Mama Reta, Ara rushed into her room and locked the door. He will clean himself first and then pray asar. Before going down to the kitchen to help Mama Reta cook dinner.

Because it was so rushed, that Ara did not realize the existence of Ibra on the balcony of the room.

Ibra who heard the door, then moved from her seat and entered the room. Just now he wanted to say hello to his wife, but his intention was to undo it, when he saw Ara who was hunted into the bathroom. He then decided to go back to the balcony to contact someone.

After finishing cleaning herself, Ara came out of the bathroom using a kimono towel with hair that she accidentally rolled up.

Ibra who was just about to enter the room, stopped her steps when she saw Ara lowering her kimono slowly. To make him able to see clearly the white back of his wife.

Looking at the clean white skin of the woman, made Ibra's desire to rise to the crown. He wanted to touch the white skin and kiss it, which he could make sure was very fragrant.

Upon awakening from his daydream, Ibra immediately dismissed his perverted thoughts. And decided to no longer continue what he saw. However, he also did not want to miss the opportunity. He is a normal guy, after all. And what he saw was something lawful to him.

"Is he unaware of my existence? Damnit damnit! Then what should I do!"

After seeing Ara finish dressing, Ibra then went inside the room.

"You're home yet?" tanyanya. Right now he is at war with his desires.

"Sister Ibra!" Ara flinched in shock. "When was my brother there?"

"I came home an hour ago. But I was talking to someone on the balcony." Ibra held up the phone she was holding, showing it to Ara.

"Then...Did Brother see it?" tanyanya doubt.

"See what?"

"really? You're not lying, are you?"

"See what? Did I miss something?" Ibra knitted her two eyebrows. I hope to convince the woman.

Ara quickly shook her head. "No, there's nothing. Then I pray first. Brother is praying?"

"Yes, that was it."

"Alright, then Ara pray first." Ara gave a small smile then passed from before the man. At least he can breathe a sigh of relief at this moment.

After the prayer, Ara folded her face while glancing at Ibra who was constantly staring at her. It made him feel doubtful that the man really didn't see him just now.

"What's wrong?" he asked Ibra who was sitting on the sofa.

Ibra stood up from her seat and walked over to Ara. "Tonight I have to get out of town. Papa asked me to take his place for his meeting."

"How long?"

"Just two days."

"What time are you leaving?"

"Eight hour flight."

"alright. Then Ara will prepare the needs of Brother," he said not excited.

"You're okay, am I staying?" he asked when he realized the change in the look of the woman's face.

"Yes, that's okay, okay." Ara tried to smile, then rushed to prepare her husband's needs.

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After the Maghrib prayer with Ara, Ibra then got ready.

"Don't eat first?" ask Ara, while preparing the shoes that her husband will use.

"alright. Just don't forget it."

Ibra stood up from her seat, smiling broadly at his wife. "Yes definitely. Thanks to ya." Ibra stroked softly Ara's hair. He wanted to kiss her on the woman's forehead. But he was still very afraid, if only it could make the woman angry at him.

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After saying goodbye to his parents, Ibra then said goodbye to Ara who drove him to the front door.

"I'm leaving yes. You take care of yourself. If there's anything quickly tell Mama or Bi Ija."

"Yes, Brother be careful. Ara must have missed, Brother." said Ara unconsciously.

"Really?" Ibra smiled, no luck.

"Good God what I said."

"Sister Ibra go. Brother will be late." Ara tried to divert the conversation. I was ashamed of what he said.

"So I will miss you too." Ibra stroked Ara's cheek, then pinched her slowly. Feeling anxious about the woman.

After that, he returned to his wife, then got into a car that would take him to the airport.

After the departure of her husband, Ara went back up to her room. Just as he was sitting on his bedside, the sound of his cell phone ringing made him back up and grab his phone lying on the table.

Ara knitted her eyebrows together and quickly picked up the phone call that turned out to be from her husband. Feeling worried, if only the man had forgotten something.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Did you forget something?" ask Ara worriedly.

"No."

"Then?"

"Wait for brother, will you?"

"I mean, Brother?"

"Wait for me to come home. Once my business is done, I'll be home soon for you."

Ara slightly gasped at Ibra's words. He held her face, which he made sure was blushing right now.

"Rest. Don't forget dinner. Assalamu'alaikum," added Ibra.

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

After disconnecting her phone. Ara held onto her chest that felt rumbling. I don't know why that guy made her feel so happy.

Maybe he had put his heart on the man.

He was not able to make sure his feelings did not change, when every day should always be with the man, who often even gave him attention.

And Ibra's departure, made him realize that he was so dependent on the man. He even felt so missed by the man that even just a few minutes ago said goodbye to him.

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