A Wound

Chapter 52's

It has been over a month Ara interned at the office where she is now. And this afternoon Ara was getting ready to go home.

After tidying up her desk, Ara turned her eyes to Sarah who had just walked out of the manager's room with a bent face.

"Mba why?" tanyakanya.

Sarah breathed rough, dropping her body on her chair. "I had to overtime, something was wrong with the report I made," he said.

"What can't be done at home, huh, Mba?" ask Ara again.

"Yes can't. Mr. Tama asked me to finish it tonight as well. He'll wait for me here until seven."

"It's my first time overtime alone" he added frowning.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" said Ara offered herself.

"What's not a hassle?"

"No, Mba. I asked my husband's permission first."

"Yes, thank you!" sarah answered sparkling.

Ara reached into the phone in her bag, then walked a little away from Sarah. Worried that Ibra would not allow it, at least Sarah would not have to see it.

"Why?" ibra asked from across the street, after Ara told her husband that she was going home late.

"Ara wants to accompany Ara's friend who is overtime," she replied bluntly.

"If you don't have a job anymore, and just want to accompany your friends, you should go home."

"But pity, he's alone and has no friends? only until seven o'clock," woo Ara.

"Yes, but her friend's a girl, right?" tanya Ibra.

"Yes, women."

"OKAY. But I picked him up" said Ibra, who did not want his wife to drive alone at night.

"But, Ara, take the car" said Ara.

"It's okay, you can keep it in your office."

"It's up to my brother."

"Yes, call your sister when you're done" Ibra said.

"Yes well, Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumsalam!" sahut Ibra, who then ended his call.

After telling Sarah about the permission given by her husband, the two then work on repairing the data on documents that have been made by Sarah before.

And at exactly seven o'clock in the evening, they managed to complete the report. After Sarah handed the documents to the manager, the two quickly tidied up their desks and prepared to go home.

Currently the two were in front of the office waiting for Ara's invitation. Although had to wait a little long, but Sarah remained faithful waiting for Ara's invitation, even though Ara had asked her to go home first. Because she was the woman who had to come home late.

And after a while finally a car stopped right in front of them.

After turning off the engine, Ibra got out of her car with a smile clearly printed on her face. Ara, who was about to approach Ibra, stopped her steps, when Sarah had already run to her husband.

"Mas Ibra's... What are you doing here?" sarah asked as she put her hand on Ibra's arm. He made her surprised by what she saw.

"Pick up my wife." Ibra threw a smile at Ara, who was still looking at her confusedly.

"Wife?" Sarah let go of her embrace, then turned to look at Ara who was smiling stiffly at her. "So, Ara Mas Ibra's wife?"

"Yes." Yeah." Ibra extended her hand, with the intention of asking Ara to come closer.

Ara threw an awkward smile and walked over to the two. "Do you know each other?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, he's my friend's sister" replied Ibra.

"I didn't expect Ara to be Mas Ibra's wife, so I would tell him all about Mas Ibra's ugliness" Sarah laughed. Who knows why didn't Ara find anything funny there.

"Ara the innocent child. Whatever you tell him he'll believe. So don't try to fool her" replied Ibra, shuffling Sarah's hair.

"Yes, I'll try" said Sarah.

"Then go home, Ara and I will go home, too" Ibra said.

"All right, see you later.... Bye Ara!" Sarah smiled at Ara while waving her hand for a moment before getting into her car.

But somehow Ara was not so happy with the smile that woman gave her. And this was the first time he didn't really like that woman. Even though during his internship in the office, he continued to admire the figure of a woman who had high spirit in the work.

On the way, Ara kept quiet. He is busy with his own mind. Although Ibra repeatedly invited him to speak, but there was no word from the woman.

Ibra grabbed Ara's hand and held it. "What's wrong?" tanyanya, after Ara woke up from her daydream, and stared at her.

"What?" asked Ara confused.

"From that moment you kept daydreaming, until you didn't hear me. What are you thinking?"

"none. I'm just tired" he replied lying.

"Have you eaten?" ask Ibra again.

"Yes" he replied lying again.

Honestly, he was very hungry. They didn't even have time to eat because they were chasing time to finish Sarah's report. And now the hunger is no more.

"So we just go home? Or a little walk?" bargain Ibra.

"No, we go straight home. Ara was tired, wanted to rest" he said, who later got a nod from Ibra.

Ara leaned her body perfectly on the back of the chair, turned her face to the car window, and stared blankly at the buildings passing by.

He again struggled with his daydreams, which continued to remember Ibra's treatment of Sarah. So does Sarah who seems to have no restrictions on Ibra. And Ara didn't like it. She really doesn't like it when other women touch her husband. He was jealous at the moment, and that was normal in his opinion.

Upon arrival at home, Ara quickly cleans up and performs Islamic prayers before resting. He was very tired, but not in his body, but in his heart and mind.

"Why not ask me to pray in congregation?" asked Ibra who had been sitting at the side of the bed, waiting for Ara to finish with her duties.

"Sorry, Ara is so tired that she can't wait for Big Brother." Ara placed the face she had folded on the table, and walked towards the bed.

"But brother only came down to make you milk." Ibra took a glass of milk that she had stored on the nightstand, and gave it to Ara. "Drink, then rest."

"Spent, I pray first," he added, rubbing Ara's head.

If normally Ara liked her husband's treatment of her, but this time it wasn't. Ara was upset that Ibra did not just to her, it was possible that she did it to all her female friends.

After finishing the milk Ibra made for her, Ara laid her body on the bed, and again wrestled with her thoughts that were being overrun by jealousy.

After completing his duties, Ibra climbed into bed. Ara who sensed her husband's whereabouts, quickly closed her eyes pretending to be asleep.

Ibra sat down at Ara's side and looked at her face, before she finally let out a kiss on the woman's head.

"Is he so tired? Just a few hours' overtime has been ignoring me like this." Ibra gave a small laugh, then put her body down and hugged Ara's body, until finally they were completely asleep.

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The next day, Ara went to the office as usual. And when she was in front of the office, Ara met Sarah who also just arrived.

"Mom!" Sarah ran small, aligning her steps with Ara. "Ara, do you know, all night I kept thinking about you" Sarah said as they walked into the office.

"Thinking me?" Ara knitted her two eyebrows.

"Yes. I still can't believe you're Mas Ibra's wife" she said with a chuckle. "Do you want to know something about Mas Ibra?" he asked, with a voice deliberately humbled.

"If it's a secret, you better not." Ara scrunched her face, feeling not so fond of Sarah's direction of conversation. Why should she talk about her husband with another woman.

"It's no secret! But the story will be yes at lunch," said Sarah smiled broadly, but not with Ara.

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