
Ara placed the cardigan that enveloped her stomach the empty bench that had previously been patted, Edward's eyes
narrowed when he saw the baby bump behind the dark blue dress that Ara wore, then the gaze moved to look closely at Ara's light brown eyes so that Ara knitted her brows in wonder at the change in Edward's facial water.
“You're married,” Tanya Edward stuttered a little.
“Honey, this is your ice cream.” Neal said as she thrust ice cream at his wife and Edward's gaze shifted to the figure of the man standing next to her.
“Thank you,” reply Ara took ice cream in her husband's hand with a cleft face. Subsequent to
giving ice cream to his wife he multiplied his gaze to Edward, he immediately showed an unpleasant look.
“Honey, meet this Edward he's an old friend of mine. We've been friends since I went to school. Edwar introduced this suaminku Neal,” said Ara rose from her seat Neal immediately wrapped her hands around his wife's waist possessively as if to warn Edward never to disturb his wife.
The two men looked at each other for a moment and reached out to say their names and then said their names
each – each. Edward also chatted with Ara for a while before he said goodbye, After Edwar went Neal stared fixedly at his wife's face and without talking he pulled his wife's hand and took her away from there. Ara who was shocked followed her husband's steps while eating her ice cream which started to melt.
“Darling, why the laborers once, just wait a moment I spent my ice cream.” Instead of answering Neal took the ice cream in Ara's hand and threw it in the trash they passed, Neal's rude attitude made Ara look at him in surprise.
“Darling, you why.” Ara tried to ask but she only got a sharp look from her husband,
the gaze he had seen at the beginning of their marriage and of course made Ara afraid. Ara no longer made a sound to let Neal walk her hand away from there.
****
After dinner Neal immediately went into the room, he did not talk much during the meal, he just
speaking when Cory several times asked him, he still talked warmly with Cory but he kept Ara quiet so that it made him not tasteful to spend his dinner. Cory sees Ara flipping through her food making her ask her daughter.
“Why not eaten dear,” scolds Cory staring at his daughter sitting in front of him. Neal glanced
for a moment at Ara, he quickly turned his gaze over as their eyes looked at each other.
“I'm full of mother,’ replied Ara still glanced at her husband who had finished his dinner.
Neal left the dining table after Arad and his mother..
"You why, quarrel with your husband,” Tanya Cory. Even without asking, he could read the book
her daughter-in-law that she was silencing Ara.
“What mistakes did you make,Son.”
“I did nothing,” reply Ara with a sad voice mnjtuhakn spoon in her hand.
“But..”.
“But why.” Cory asked again looking closely at his daughter's face. Ara rested her hands on her chin and looked at her mother's face sitting in front of her.
“He was because I met Edward, I still want Edward. We chatted for a while and after that Neal silenced me,” explained Ara with pouting lips. Cory smiled at his daughter's explanation, clearly Neal was jealous because he silenced Ara.
“Why mom smiles,” murmur Ara with a sad tone.
“Your husband is jealous, son. Persuade him do not bals silence it because it will not solve the problem.”
“Jealous...” Ara repeated her mother's speech. “ I just chatted with Edward ibi where
maybe Neal is jealous because of that.”
“Sometimes the guy gets angry about things we take for granted but for them it's not necessarily so, son. Maybe your husband is more sensitive because of the influence of your baby dear.”
“Can it be like that,” Tanya Ara looked at her mother in wonder.
“It is unique and even a little unreasonable can happen when someone is pregnant dear, you
can even like something you used to hate so much and instead you will hate something you used to love so much.”
Ara just fiddled to hear her mother's explanation, though, but he still feels surprised by Neal who can be jealous when he talks to Edward on the matter so far he often went alone with Mark but Neal never jealous.
****
Ara went into the room to see her husband busy with a smart phone in the air he was not
turning her face, Ara continued to step up onto the bed positioning her body next to her husband. Ara shifted Neal's hand and laid her head on her husband's lap. Neal who is in acute caregiving mode just stared at Ara for a moment and then returned cool with her cellphone in her hand.
Ara played her finger in the chest her husband made a portrait of the abscess there while occasionally glancing at her husband
who remain silent.
“Honey,” call Ara with her powerful voice. But really Neal was not disturbed by his call.
Ara did not give up she rubbed her husband's jaw gently feeling the fine hairs of the body
there. “You're mad at me, sorry if I was wrong.”
“Are you angry because I talked to Edward, usually you're not mad if I talk to Mark.”
Ara's fishing seems to work Neal threw his phone next to him staring intently at his wife,” You compare the man to Mark. Mark is my friend and I know him.”
“But Edward is also my dear friend, and I also know him.”
“Friends..where does a friend stare at his theme like that.”.
“Indeed he looked at me like what a darling,” said Ara plain that made Neal even more upset. Reckon
how the man looked at his wife wanted her to beat him up.
“He's right your friend or ex-lover,” Neal reply ketus with a cold look at his wife
so that makes Ar amenelan his saliva.
“He's my friend, but….Ara stopped her words while gazing at her husband's near manic
freeze it.
"She once expressed love for me but I refused her and it was a long time ago when we finished high school and since then we have never met again,” said Ara put on a hearty face hoping her husband would melt down and not be angry anymore.
For a moment both of them were silent, Neal heard a slow sob he raised his wife's face
“I'm sorry,” he said softly along with the clear details on his wife's smooth cheeks. Seeing his wife crying made a sense of guilt in Neal's heart, he cupped both cheeks staring into his wife's manic.
“I don't like the way he looks at you, I feel my body burning with jealousy
dear.”
“But I don't like it. I just love you Neal.” Ara said with trembling lips there was no lie from the look in her own eyes, Neal was the only man who made her fall in love, if she was afraid of losing it then she was much more afraid of losing Neal than anything else.
Neal kissed that forehead a long time ago and stuck his forehead to his wife's forehead,” I love you more
honey, I'd rather die than you'd leave me.”
Ara hugged Neal's body tightly, shedding her tears there with a broken voice she said.” I
so scared when you silenced me, I was afraid you hated me again.”
“No dear, where might I be able to do it,” Neal said tightening his embrace, maybe he
overreacting because of the blind jealous rage that burned him, Neal can see from the look in Edward's eyes that the man likes his wife, a hurt look clearly seen when he knows Ara is married. Edwar was friends for a long time of course he knew Ara better than him fear of losing Ara made him provoked anger which actually made his wife hurt. He should not doubt Ara's love for him he should trust his wife, a relationship that is not based on mutual trust as if building a house without foundations.
“I'm sorry dear, forgive daady also dear has made mommy cry.” Neal rubbed gently
his wife's stomach he let go of her opener then shifted hugging the stomach began to look squinting, kissed her lovingly, Ara stroked her husband's black hair, a sight that always cools her heart, a sight that always cools her, Neal always never forgot to do it every day to invite the baby in his stomach to chat.
“Honey, I'm hungry.”
“You didn't finish your dinner baby,” asked and Ara answered with a headband.
“What do you want, I'll order it,” Neal said taking her phone but quickly detained
by Ara.
****
The two were in the kitchen Ara stared at her husband without blinking as if it was a pity to miss
even if only for a second, his eyes did not move to look at Neal who was slicing onions, potatoes, carrots and other foodstuffs, after a jam he washed the beef, after clean he smeared salt, black pepper and then burn it on Teflon.
“Honey it turns out you can do it right,” said Ara staring at her husband who was sauteing onions
which he sliced.
“You doubt me dear,ehmm.”
“It's not like that it's just that I've never seen you do it.
“I'm in college living alone and I'm used to cooking myself after I get back
I never do it again, if it doesn't feel good I hope you call it baby.”
"Whatever my husband makes, I will eat it,” Ara said, then kissed her husband's cheek
the one who flips his flesh.
Ara stared at the steak that was plated so beautifully on the plate while gulping down her saliva as she had
can't wait to taste it. Before she touched her food she looked at her husband with a look of adoration so lucky she found her husband almost perfect.
“Why dear.” Neal said frowning his forehead looking at his wife, Ara brought her face closer
floating a brief kiss on her husband's lips.
“Thank you dear.”
Neal took a fork and knife that Ara had not touched and cut the meat in a plate
being a smaller piece, he took one piece that was closer to the mouth of his wife Ara also opened his mouth wide and chewed it slowly, his eyes were round looking at her husband,” this is so good pity.”
“You said honestly or want to entertain me dear.”
Ara took a fork in Neal's hand taking a piece of meat thrusting in front of Neal's mouth,”
how, enakkan.” Neal feels nothing special about her steak and it feels mundane but why does his wife look so happy.
“Enakkan.” Ara asked again as she picked up one more piece and ate it voraciously. “This
for me you can't add just one more piece of it,” said Ara distancing her plate.
“You haven't answered me.”
“You're too much baby, it feels normal.“Neal said as she cleaned up the remaining sauce
stuck in Ara's lips.
Ara looked at Neal with a look of disapproval with the remark Neal had just made,” food
as good as this you say normal,” snorted Ara annoyed.
“Good, I will gladly spend it.”Ara ate it voraciously
his mouth was unceasingly murmuring in praise of Neal's food.
Neal just gave a smile to see his wife's behavior, like his wife could be so happy with just a plate of food, he did not see Ara as happy as he bought the diamond he liked at the exhibition, even he protested to her when he showed her because she already had a lot of jewelry. He rubbed
his wife's gentle top of the head was just as simple as that of happiness for him.
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