Aara is Not Lara

Red Spotted

A thin shiny object lay originally on the kitchen table in disarray. Many transparent medium-sized containers are open. Some of the closed ones are filled with white powder with varying levels of color.

There is also a small tube container filled with spice granules. True, coriander, pepper and hazelnut have just stocked Ara in tubes 4 centimeters in diameter and 7 centimeters in height.

The kitchen was a mess because Ara was busy organizing the supply of groceries that morning.

"Darling ...."

Puffs.

Still held by Ara's two hands, wheat flour in plastic packaging that had just been scissored spurted scattered. The bottom of the packaging that is bumped rough onto the table provides pressure until the flour on the surface is inevitably thrown.

"Generic ... My mother!!" ara's cry was irritated while coughing. His face, hair and clothes were full of flour.

"Haha... Why a powder bath, honey?" Rava fingers moved to wipe Ara's face with flour. Rava still laughed sinlessly.

Bugh.

"Gara-gara Mas make a surprise. How annoying!" ara protested while throwing a punch to Rava's upper arm.

"This is because you go shopping not shower but still and. What else is this lipstick I don't like." Appoint Rava on Ara's lips that are polished thin lipstick. In an instant, Rava's thumb rubbed Ara's lips so that the salmon-colored lipstick was erased. "Your lips are sexier if you wear this. Bikin kesel Mas was a lot of stolen look at you."

"Conscious sir! They see you, not me!" ketus Ara sewot's. "Who was the officer who was called? You Mas! That's why those people are in your lyrics, not Ara."

"You're the one who didn't know someone saw it. Anyway later if out wear a mask with a hat so that it does not look this beautiful face."

"Nga! All aja Mas also follow using a green tea extract mask so that it is not only closed but more clear."

"Funny you, the lifetime of green tea extract masks." Pinch Rava gnash on Ara's cheeks that are still full of flour.

"Disindir even laughs." Grunting Ara again continued to move wheat flour from plastic packaging into transparent containers that had been labeled.

"Let's take care of it. You shower there, it's gotta be sticky not good."

"But this is a lot, Mas."

"Later if you have finished bathing but Mas has not finished will you help continue. After all, everything has been given a name, Mas can follow the instructions," said Rava trying to persuade Ara to leave the kitchen work to him.

"What's wrong?" asked Ara doubtfully. He was happy to always be helped by Rava, just like Papa Yudith who always helped Mama Lauritz, but the sense of reluctance that comes from the thought that all obligations are his duty makes Ara doubt.

Cup.

Suddenly a brief kiss fell on Ara's lips. With an expanding smile Rava slowly pushed Ara's body away from the kitchen area while saying, "let everything be the same Mas."

Continuing her steps towards the bathroom in the main room of the one-story house, Ara rushed over with all her matters. He didn't want to make Rava wait long.

Even in a short time Ara was almost done with her activities. There is no need for a time-consuming scrubbing ritual. Ara who already felt quite fresh and clean breezed out using a towel wrapped around her chest.

For a moment Ara chuckled when she remembered Rava had caught her wearing a towel like this while humming and dancing cheerfully. Not to mention when you want to run away actually have bad luck because it hit the wall.

"So-shame on that first," muttered Ara Lirih while wearing her underwear.

"Of ...." Just as Ara's hand grabbed the shorts from inside the closet, suddenly a warm liquid felt out from the core of her lower body. It made Ara bite her lips worriedly.

Running towards the bathroom wearing only a tee shirt and exposed thighs, Ara also carried a towel draped over her shoulder. Not to forget Ara snatching scroll***********new and a soft thin object.

Exactly five days after Ara performed an examination at the hospital. As expected, the content of Ara is empty. The body is weak and vomiting experienced due to late eating, increased stomach acid and fatigue.

The red patches printed on the underwear are enough to explain without the need to do a re-examination. Though Ara had hoped that when 2 more days back to do the examination can get happy news. Unfortunately that hope can only be harbored in the heart.

“Sayang?” call Rava from behind the door.

“Udah the shower?” rava said again, leaning against the wall on the outside of the bathroom.

Ara who spent quite a long time in the bathroom made Rava worried. Because a few days back after being uprooted, Ara often complains of back pain. Therefore, Rava often makes various reasons to help Ara do homework. It is very difficult to persuade a figure who is accustomed to being independent.

Chequek.

“Come months, Mas.” Crashing into Rava's body, Ara hugged Rava very tightly. A split second later came the sound of a loud whimper.

“Why should cry when it comes month, hm?” said Rava gently, rubbing Ara's head affectionately. “Mas do not want you to stress because you think you are not pregnant. Now we enjoy our courtship. We have just got married for 2 months. Anyway, we can get pregnant later."

“Don't stay in Ara. Don't find another wife if ... Anyway, it's better if Ara dies if Mas find another.” Instantly Ara's body jerked. Keep away from the Rava deck with both shoulders clutched. Not too strong, but still able to make Ara grimace sick.

“Ma-Mas ...” Highlight Rava's eyes sharpened as if skinning Ara. This was the first time Ara had been frightened by Rava's gaze which was usually always reassuring.

Down with his shoulders back shaken slowly, all bad thoughts if one day he was dumped haunt Ara's mind. The past really still frightened Ara. He claimed to be still very weak if the dark memories were replayed.

In addition, Ara regretted spending her free time reading novels containing infidelity. Now all the glimpses of the scene actually make Rava as the main suspect in his delusion. Of course all that is more peppered with the fact that she is not yet pregnant. Very different from the stories of mothers in Bang Buna stalls that he had heard if their children could get pregnant immediately.

“Huuufft ...” The airflow that seemed to clog the Rava respiratory tract was finally forced to blow through the mouth. Of course Rava was angry to hear Ara's words.

Seconds.

Two seconds.

Replacing exactly 1 minute both went silent. Rava slightly folded his knees, lowered his tall body, aligned his face with Ara's head still bowing guiltily.

"Darling ... If you choose death, make sure Mas will come with you. Never think this bad. Do you not believe in love? Can't you believe that I really love you?" rava said with a raucous vibrating voice holding tightness in her chest.

Raising Ara's chin with her finger, now Ara's eyes are right looking at Rava's teary eyes. The highlight of the injured eyes was clearly painted from Rava's gaze.

"Ma-f ... Sorry, Mas... Sorry," said Ara sobbing, apologizing to Rava without courage even if just turning his face away.

Unlike Ara who was unmoved, Rava commented a stiff smile because she was still overwhelmed with anger. Rava re-enforced his body, bringing Ara into his warm embrace. He knew very well that if Ara needed his support, so Rava tried to reduce his anger.

"Whether or not there are children among us, you remain enthroned in the heart of Mas. We can be happy even if only the two of us. For you and for you. Enough with that, we can still be happy. Do you believe the same?" rava whispered just above the peak of Ara's head which was spontaneously embraced by Ara.

"One more thing, whatever you have in mind, please don't interpret it according to your fears. Try to imagine now when Mas said you want to die if you leave Mas with another man, you like it?"

Gluing her hands that were coiled around Rava's body, Ara shook her head with a forehead stuck to Rava's chest. Ara felt foolish at the spontaneous utterance that contained the accusations and threats.

Honestly, great fear hit Rava if one day Ara returned to acting determinedly. Rava just wants Ara to feel happy without the need to repeat the old painful story.

"Would you stay in the room or go to the kitchen?" asked Rava while lifting Ara's body in a sling like a koala.

"Follow to the kitchen. There's still something to do, right?" Laying his head against the niche of Rava's neck, Ara's breath successfully made Rava's nape bristled. But as much as possible, Rava was just ordinary.

"Udah is done, honey. Go to the kitchen to make you warm ginger water. Let the stomach taste good, not too painful later." Peeping Ara's cheeks while stepping towards the kitchen, Rava smiled with relief at Ara who already looked calm.

"Mas still don't want to call Ara adek or grandpa?" chirp Ara suddenly.

"Wouldn't. Rian will you call baby, Mas time still you call Mas? Then why should Mas also call you adek? Anyway don't want to," Rava protested strongly with her lips pierced as a refusal. "Why not Mother?"

"Later Ara wants our child to call Mas Papa, so where does Papa fit Mommy."

"You are Mother, you are Father."

"But Ara wants Mama Papa, not Mother's Father," said Ara firmly with her wishes.

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Today deliberately longer (slightly) his chapter😄 Kasa nak?😃

Thank you for waiting for the ArVa🥰 story