A Wound

Chapter 67's

Ibra pulls rough Ara's hand into the house. Making bi Darmi and Mr. Mamat who originally wanted to reprimand undo their intentions and look at each other, asking each other what happened with his employer.

Ibra closed the door of her room and let go of her grip on Ara's hand.

" What did he say was right? " ask Ibra in a hostile tone. But Ara just shook her head while continuing to cry.

" Answer !!! " cried Ibra then gripped Ara's shoulder "Stop crying, now answer is that true?? " but still no words came out of Ara's mouth, no correction but neither did Ara deny it made Ibra even more convinced that it was true.

" Are you tricking me?? " said Ibra again hardened his grip "Are you playing behind me??? Aagh.. Why are you doing it ha?? " he shouted again grabbed his own hair "Stop hiding behind this hijab "he said again pulling the hijab used by Ara.

" Sister.". said Ara finally holding Ibra's hand but quickly pushed aside by Ibra "Ara never betrayed sister, it happened for a very long time "

" So do you admit it?? " said Ibra again gripped Ara's shoulder very strongly making Ara grimace a little.

" Sister is sick" said Ara trying to take off Ibra's hand.

" hurt?? Do you know how I feel more pain?? " ibra said, strengthening the grip of her hand.

" Sorry." said Ara who kept crying "Ara never wanted it, I was framed, I never even knew who did it to me, Ara just found out "

" Are you fooling me?? "

" No, Ara couldn't do it "

" Yes you're doing it right now" said Ibra, taking off her clutches violently and leaving her room.

Until night Ibra did not return to make Ara more anxious. Anxiety is also felt by bi Darmi and Mr. Mamat who saw when Ibra came out of the house with a face filled with anger.

" How about we just tell Reta's mom? " bi Darmi said to her husband.

" No, let's wait. You'll know that den Ibra is angry that he must have left the house "

" Yes as well but the same kasian non Ara" said bi Darmi concerned.

Chequek..

The sound of the open door awakened Ara from her daydream and immediately stood up to Ibra who had been seen from behind the door.

" Bak Ibra forgive Ara "he said pleading.

" I've thought about it " said Ibra paused "We'll split up" he continued to make Ara's body weaken instantly. Since then Ara had prepared herself for all the possibilities that happened, but still it felt very painful when the word was spoken from the mouth of Ibra.

" No, Ara did not want to "said Ara shaking her head "Sister misunderstood, let me explain it first "

" No need, I don't need your explanation. You better get out of here, I don't want to see you anymore" said Ibra, who feels pain every time she sees his wife.

" But brother.. "

" It doesn't matter if you don't want to, let me go "

After hearing Ara's reply, Ibra came out of her room towards her study. While Ara who was in the room was trying to organize her heart, maybe this was already her destiny. There was no longer any point in her crying, it felt like her tears were running out after crying all day.

A wound that Rafael gave him will continue to be his disgrace until the future, and he should be ready with everything.

Ara then took out a small bag and filled it with some of her clothes. Ara then washed her face to remove the scars of her tears and changed the clothes she was wearing. When she was going to store her clothes in a basket of dirty clothes, Ara saw the white T-shirt that Ibra wore this morning, grabbed her and smelled her husband's body there, so without Ara realizing her tears had fallen again, but Ara quickly removed it. Ara put the Ibra shirt in her bag and rushed out of her room.

" Where is Non-Ara going? " said bi Darmi who saw Ara carrying a bag, then approached Ara and grabbed Ara's hand who reached for the bag.

" Ara go first bi "Ara answered her potluck, wanting it to feel like she spilled her sorrow on bi Darmi, but she was so embarrassed.

" Where, it's night "

" Let it be bi, do not be prevented" said Ibra who stood on the stairs.

" But den... "

" Didn't aunt hear me? Just let her go, maybe she'll go with her lover " said Ibra who made Ara even more sick to hear. Ara then took off Bi Darmi's hand and left just like that.

After walking a few meters Ara then stopped a taxi.

" Where are you going mba? " ask the taxi driver when Ara is in the taxi.

" Just walk sir "he said, making the driver obey his words.

Along the way Ara kept thinking about the fate of her marriage that she never thought would be this fast.

" Where exactly are you going? " ask the taxi driver to throw away Ara's daydream.

" I go down here, sir" said Ara when he saw a park through it.

Ara got out of the taxi and walked towards the park, sitting on a park bench enjoying the air at night. Ara raised her head upwards looking at the sky that looked beautiful due to the stars.

" dad... Are you looking at me now? " he said smiling bitterly. " Ara doesn't know where it's going now. Can't you come get me? Ara just wanted to go with me "and then looked down, dropped her tears there.

" Are you so happy to meet your mother there that you forget me "he said in tears.

After feeling tired, Ara finally decided to leave the park. But when he was about to stand from his seat Ara suddenly felt dizzy in his head, seeing the ground he was on spinning made Ara back to sit himself and close his eyes for a moment. As Ara tried to reopen her eyes Ara felt an overwhelming dizziness until the moment she would close her eyes again, Ara faintly looked at someone walking towards her.

" Dara "the voice was heard before Ara finally became unconscious.

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