A Wound

Chapter 51's

After dropping off Miya in front of her boarding house, Arumi runs her vehicle back home. But on the way, Arumi's car broke down.

Arumi snorted in annoyance, then got out of her car. He searched one by one the tires of his car, and sure enough, one of the tires deflated. He then grabbed the phone in his bag intending to contact his father.

But not yet he had time to contact his papa, his intention stopped when a man came to him.

"Why is the car, Neng? deflated?" ask the man.

"Yes, Mum." Arumi felt a little relieved, hoping to get some help from the man.

"Want me to help you?" asked the man to blink one eye. Makes Arumi shudder in horror at seeing it.

"No need, Mas. I've already contacted my subscription workshop," he refused, lying.

"Then let me stay here" the man asked again.

Arumi quickly shook her head. "No need, Mas. I'm fine," Arumi refused again. It felt like he wanted to just run away right now, rather than be with the man.

"It's okay, I'll keep you company. The danger is also that a beautiful woman like yourself is here, where the road is quiet," said the man insisted.

"There is, you are the danger."

Just now Arumi wants to leave the man, but his intention is stopped when a car stops right in front of his striking car. He knew the owner of the car, who got out of the car shortly after.

"Arumy..."

"Dion Chef!" Arumi breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" dion asked, alternating looking at Arumi with the man standing right by the girl's side.

"And my car deflated," he said, pointing at the tire of his car.

"So I wanted to help him, but he refused" said the man who was with Arumi.

"It's okay, Mom. Let me, he's my brother" Dion told the man.

"Yes, if you'll excuse me, then" said the man.

"Yes, thank you, Mom. Be careful" said Dion kindly. Who then got a nod from the man.

After the man's departure, Dion probed Arumi's tires and checked Arumi's flat tires.

"You got any lemongrass?" dion asked, referring to Arumi's car tyres.

"Yes, it's in the back" replied Arumi.

"All right!" Dion then walked to his car to pick up a tool to change the tire Arumi.

Because soon after evening, Dion changed the tire quickly. Arumi who was standing next to the man kept looking at Dion's face. To make him again fascinated with the man's good looks.

"Ah... Why is he so handsome. O Allah send another like him to me, O Allah..."

"It's over!" Dion's words managed to disperse the reverie of Arumi, who was wild everywhere.

"Ah, yes. Thank you." Thank you."

Dion returned to his car to save his equipment and took a small towel to clean his hands. Afterwards, Dion came back to Arumi who was still standing next to his car and kept staring at him.

"Go home, be careful with the car" Dion said.

"Yes, Chef. Again thank you" said Arumi.

"Yes alike. Just call Dion, I'm not the chef anymore."

"Ah yes, all right. Then excuse me," said Arumi, who then got a nod from the man.

"Yes?"

Dion then took the wallet out of his pants pocket, then grabbed a flat object and handed it to Arumi.

"This is yours" said Dion, offering Arumi's ID card.

"Ah yes, thank you. Why didn't he give it to me himself?" Arumi grabbed the ID card, and smiled awkwardly.

"You mean?" Dion fused his eyebrows together, not understanding the meaning of the girl's words. "I got it in my apartment. I just wanted to ask you, how could it be in my apartment?" coined.

"Apartment?" Have you guys been living together?"

"You mean?" Dion further knitted his eyebrows together, while neither managed to catch the girl's intent.

"There's nothing. Then I'm sorry. Thanks again." Arumi chose to end her conversation with the man before her, then got into her car, leaving Dion still staring at her in confusion.

"Why should I ask that, he may think that I am jealous" he said, condemning his folly.

"But do they really live together? Then what if Mba Novi is really cheating? Uhh... Why am I so dizzy!" Arumi hit her head. Why should he even think about the man's business.

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Ibra came home late tonight. When he entered his room, Ara was already sound asleep. Ibra then went into the bathroom to clean herself up.

After getting dressed, Ibra slowly climbed onto the bed. Ibra pulled both corners of her lips, as she stared at the plain face of her deeply asleep wife with her back.

He then lies down, kisses Ara's head, inhales the scent of the woman's shampoo. Hugging his wife's body, he put his hand in Ara's pajamas and stroked her stomach.

Ara who felt the touch of Ibra woke up. He turned his body to face the man.

"Home home?" ask her with a raucous voice.

"Yes." Yeah." Ibra kissed Ara's head again. "How was his first day's internship?" he added, while tidying up Ara's hair that covered her face.

"Fun."

"Did they trouble you?" ask Ibra.

"No. It seems like they are all good people," Ara replied honestly. Because, he did get such good treatment from employees in the office.

"Thank God. If anyone hurts you, let me know as soon as possible" Ibra said.

Ara chuckled, looking at her husband's excessive worries in her opinion. "Yes, definitely" he answered.

Ibra smiled and stroked Ara's cheeks. "From now on if anything happens to you tell me. Don't hide anything from me. I'd be happy if you called my name when you got hurt. Don't call me again, I'll be sad because I can't do anything for you" Ibra said.

Ara nodded and lowered her gaze. He could never hide his sadness, whenever he remembered his father.

"Crying again?" Ibra gave a small smile looking at Ara who was starting to cry again. He then pulled the body of his wife, and grabbed her. Trying to calm the woman down by constantly stroking her back.

"Thank you!" said Ara in her husband's arms.

"Yes. Already, go back to sleep."

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