A Wound

Chapter 79's

After the wedding, a couple of newlyweds and the others had dinner together. And after dinner, they sat down to relax together in the central room of Ibra's apartment.

"Oh yeah Arumi, I'm still wondering how you got along with Chef Dion?" ask Miya who still can't change Chef's call on Dion. Making the others look at Arumi waiting for an answer.

While Mama Reta and Papa Nahar who were sitting a little away from them focused their gaze on Alea and heard all the stories coming out of the little lips of the little girl before them.

"Ask him the same." Arumi poked her lips towards Dion.

"Didn't you know that he liked me a long time ago? I'm just replying to her feelings" Dion replied casually.

Arumi rounded her eyes hearing Dion's reply, "Enak only! you keep terrorizing me, even you come to me just because I never picked up your phone." Denying Arumi did not accept, made Dion laugh to hear it.

"Really?" asked Miya in disbelief.

"I don't think I believe." Ara also doubted Arumi's answer.

"Yes, do you know, he came when I started forgetting him. I'm even ready to open my heart to the bule-bule there." Arumi flicked her lips, glancing cynically at Dion who was sitting right next to her.

"That's called fate" said Abyan sipped his coffee and put his cup back on the table.

"Yes, and you must know that all God's destiny is good. Is that right, baby?" said Ibra kissed the back of Ara's hand that was in her hand. Ara's face instantly blushed getting the treatment.

"Darlingly we'll be home later." Ketus Rissa's.

"Good idea." Ibra held up her seat and patted her hand once, "What if you go home now?" said excited.

"No!!" Rissa and Miya answered simultaneously. Then again continue their conversation without caring for Ibra who snorted annoyed.

Ibra continued to look at Ara's face, who laughed occasionally, listening to her friends' jokes. And when she realized she was the center of her husband's attention, Ara looked at Ibra and raised her eyebrows asking for answers.

"Look yuk!" ibra said without a sound, but not responded by Ara who returned to focus on her friends.

"Hoaaaamm-chan... "Ibra covered her mouth that was yawning, then raised both her hands to stretch her muscles. "Well I deserve to be so sleepy, it turns out it's already midnight," he said slightly hardened while looking at the clock on his wrist and glancing at one by one the people around him. But his efforts were in vain because no one cared about him.

"ENOUGH!!"

Shouting Ibra standing up from her seat made everyone stare in astonishment at her. "Ma, Pa, do you know that staying up late is not good for health? especially at the age of Mama and Papa who are vulnerable to disease, go home and rest," his advice to his parents then turned to Arumi who sat closest to him.

"And you're Arumi, didn't you just arrive today? don't you feel tired after traveling for hours?"

Ibra then put a new pair of parents in front of her, "then you guys, I was surprised to see you two, how can you be so hearty to leave your baby alone at home."

"Not alone, at home there is a mother with aunt too, " said Miya defended herself, making Ibra even more upset.

"Stay, your children are still very small." Ibra won't lose.

"What the hell is it?" rissa was upset with her sister's behavior.

Ibra turned to look at her sister, "You too, come home late at night."

"Where to?"

"You can go with your mom to the hotel. You take Ryan."

"Why am I?" ryan said confused to hear his name entered into the list of names of people who were expelled.

"Hurry you all home" Ibra shook her hands, making everyone grunt.

Ibra walked up to her faithful parents sitting in her place, bowed her body and kissed the back of her hands and squatted on Alea, "Alea sleeps with Oma and Opa?"

"Why? Lea wants to sleep with Papa and Mama."

"Don't love, tonight it's the same Oma first, tomorrow it's the same Mama and Papa."

"You are this." Papa Nahar shook his head to look at his son's behavior. "Yes, let's go home" he asked his wife and persuaded Alea to come with them.

"Why?" ibra asked Miya, who kept looking at her as she was about to come out.

"Kok I'm sorry I helped Ibra."

"Bahhh!" grunt Miya, then quickly exit Ibra's apartment.

Ara and Ibra led everyone to the exit. And after everything went Ara went in before Ibra and went back to the living room, tidying up the old cups of tea and coffee, arranging them on a tray so that it would be easy to bring them into the kitchen.

Ara slightly glanced at Ibra who was walking towards her. "Unsubordinate, how could big brother throw them away? Even Mama and Papa."

"It's midnight, baby, aren't you sleepy? I'm already very sleepy." Ibra followed Ara to the kitchen and stopped when Ara stopped her step right in front of the sink. Ibra hugged Ara from behind, "To yuk's room!" whispered in Ara's ear and then kissed Ara's cheek.

After a long time of not feeling the touch of Ibra, made him a little embarrassed when getting the treatment.

Ibra turned the faucet on the sink when she saw Ara washing her hands long enough. Ibra turned Ara's body to face her and stared at every inch of Ara's face and stopped right in the ring of Ara.

"You know." Ibra touched Ara's lips with her thumb, "i miss her a lot" she smiled and quickly stuck her lips on Ara's lips, peeping for a moment before looking at Ara whose face had turned red.

Ibra chuckled at his wife's face, "your face is very funny."

Seeing Ibra laughing at him, Ara pushed Ibra's body, "Ara wants to change clothes, sultry," without hearing Ibra's response, Ara left Ibra to go into the room.

Ibra went into the room following his wife and found a confused Ara looking for something.

"Search what?" tanya Ibra approached Ara.

"Where was my book, brother?" ara answered opening the bathroom door, if only she had forgotten to put her clothes there.

"I threw it away."

Ara turned to look at Ibra, "Kok dumped?"

"It's not worth wearing."

"Astagfirullah sis, though old so but it's very comfortable loh."

Ibra walked to the dressing room in her room and returned with a paper bag.

"You'll make my chest tight if you use it." Ibra looked down at Ara's face, "I'm sorry that you've been suffering so long, that you're comfortable with it all, "

"What the hell," said Ara weakly, unhappy with her husband's words.

"Wear this." Ibra gave the paper bag in her hand to Ara.

"Yes, okay." Ara received the paper bag without looking at the contents and entered the dressing room.

Ara opened the locker room door slightly and raised her head and how shocked she was when she saw Ibra standing up and folding her hands in front of the door.

"Sir Ibra.." he said intercepted, "is there no other clothes?"

Ibra put on her smile, "no, let's get out quick." Ibra pushed the door slowly, but was held back by Ara. "You won't win against my power."

Ara weakened her grip on the door and slightly retreated letting Ibra open the door.

Ibra looked at Ara's body wrapped in lingerie, "didn't you like wearing it so much?"

Just now Ara was about to answer but quickly Ibra silenced her mouth with a kiss. Ibra smiled and then grabbed Ara's broken hair, inhaled the scent of Ara's shampoo and smelled Ara's exposed shoulder.

"Sister..."

"Why? You don't like it?" the question is still continue to smell Ara's body.

"Ara is coming by the moon" he said regretfully.

"Really?" ibra said he stopped his activities.

"Yes." Yeah." Ara nodded her head.

"Goddessa..." Ibra dropped her head on Ara's shoulder, "It looks like I picked the wrong time."

- TAMAT