Arabella Secret's

Guilt

“Anara..what's wrong with her ,” asked Ara with her heart beating faster so it caused a pain in her chest.

“Anara... actually she's dead.” Neal said while watching his wife's face instantly change, her face paled looking at him with a look of disbelief, her body as if floating because it was so shocked by what she had just faced, Neal immediately cupped his wife's cheek.

“I'm sorry I hid this from you. I'm really sorry dear, ” Neal said guiltily. Her tears began to melt her chest throbbing and her heart was like it had just been squeezed so that it made her become tight, the cry stuck in her throat became even more painful there, the guilt on Anara haunts her, he kept his body away from Neal while shaking his head with a cry that was still held in his mouth but Neal held him pulled him into his arms he hugged his wife's body tightly so that his body was shaken.

Ara continued to rebel in the arms of Neal hit her husband's body with both hands and finally the cry broke he roared releasing a tightness that squeezed his chest, Neal also felt pain to hear his wife's mouthfuls.

"Take me off Neal, let me go...!

"No, baby, don't be like this." Neal tried to continue persuading his wife to try to calm him down, who continued to abuse him.

“I..I am definitely the one who caused Anara to die, I shouldn't be here, I don't deserve everything that should be hers."

Ara continued to lament while Neal tried to calm her wife, "Dear, you're not causing

he died, trust me.” Neal continued to persuade his wife.

"No, Neal, I don't deserve your defense ." Ara said as she pushed Neal's body so firmly that the peluakn was released he immediately came down from the ayuna, his limp knees unable to support his weight until he fell under the swing.

The sound of Ara's cry was heard by the servants so they ran out , but when she saw Ara crying in her husband's behavior no one dared to come closer let alone ask they only saw from a distance trying to guess what had just happened.

“Anara would still be alive if I let go of you for her, but what I did, should I

the only one who died was not Anara.”

"No dear, what are you talking about, I will never let go of you because I love you so much.” Neal's emotions began to be provoked to hear the words of his wife he would never exchange his wife for anything so when he heard the words of his wife that made his heart hurt.

“Papa Ivander and mama Helena must hate me so much, I killed their daughter, I really did

do not know yourself,” lamented Ara pilu. This is what Neal feared why he hid Anara's death from his wife. But whatever meeting he hid this, of course one day Ara would know and his wife would be hurt more.

“Honey, Anara died open because of you, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault dear,” whispered Neal

he gently rubbed his wife's back against his cheek in his wife's hair one hand tightly embracing his wife's neck. Neal took off his arms when he heard no more sobbing but as he distanced his wife's limp body with tightly clenched eyes, Neal panicked at his wife's condition

trying to wake Ara up by patting her cheek gently as he took her name but no words came out of his lips, Neal increasingly panicked to see his wife quickly he carried her while crying out to the servant.

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Neal went into the camp with a tray of food for his wife, and saw Ara sitting leaning on the bed staring blankly at the large window in front of her that was not covered with curtains, Neal let out a long sigh as he continued to step toward his wife. Ara had missed her lunch and now she did not want her wife to miss her dinner. Since noon he had given time to his own wife because Ara did not want to talk to him, he did not force Ara because he needed time to be alone. He kept quieting himself. And now Neal will not let his wife dissolve in guilt and he can no longer bear to see Ara strike.

Neal put the tray on the nightstand and sat his body beside his wife, he looked at Ara sticking his wife's eyes were swollen from crying for too long the remnants of tears that dried on his cheeks clearly visible, he said,  but Ara in the slightest he did not take his eyes off the big glass window ignoring Neal's presence there. Neal rubbed his wife's back and kissed her temple long enough to keep her lips there and then she let go, but Ara did not budge even a little.

“Honey,” greet Neal gently grabbed his wife's hand in her grasp. “ Eat a little, you haven't eaten anything."

“Neal, leave me alone,” said Ara quietly while pulling her hand from her husband's grasp but Neal held her back.

“No, I've given you a lot of time myself. Until when are you going to silence me like this, how many times do I have to say this is not your fault all this is not your fault, do not blame yourself for things you never did.”

“This is what I'm worried about why I'm hiding this from you, if you still want to find out who's wrong in this then I'm the one, I'm wrong... I decided to end my relationship with Anara because I fell in love with you. Do I have to pretend to still like her just because she was once my fiancee, while my heart has been filled by another woman, it will hurt her even more.  And not only Anara is hurt.I and you will also suffer. I don't want to be in this position either, so please stop blaming yourself. "

Ara turned her gaze to the face of her husband there was pain from the look of her eyes that were as dark as that night, implying she was also burdened, Ara's tears rolling back down her face she returned a hiccup

holding back her cries," I was so afraid of Neal, I was afraid, "cloak Ara with a voice that began to roar as she continued to cry.

“Anara takes off and welcomes when I choose to be with you, so stop blaming yourself, trust me dear.” Neal grabs his wife's body into his arms the louder Ara cries, why her love story is this small stuck in a painful love triangle.

Neal unceasingly gave a gentle swipe at his wife's back, trying to hold her to tears

it began to subside even Neal released his embrace put his hand on his shoulder staring at the face of his wife, his heart was so painful to see the state of his wife. He gently rubbed his wife's face with both of his tannagn and tried to persuade her to eat.

“Now try to eat even a little bit you have to fill your stomach baby,” said Neal

lifting his wife's chin. Ara replied with a headband.

Neal grabbed his wife's hands in her hands and kissed her long enough, Ara just silently stared at the top of her husband's head, Neal again raised her head so they looked at each other, Neal pulled out one hand and stroked his wife's cheek gently.

“Darling, you must eat, pity our baby he will starve if you keep refusing to eat.” Neal said as she put on a smile on her lips.

Degs…

Ara's heart was pounding as Neal said the word baby on her lips, she stared at the black eyeballs alternately by linking her eyebrows together.

“Baby,” Ara's grunts slowly but still can be heard clearly by Neal's ears.

“Dear, when you passed out Daniel came to see your condition, he said you were pregnant to make sure tomorrow we would go to the obstetrician, Daniel has made an appointment with his doctor, so he has to be sure,” said Neal could not hide his happiness as a smile adorned his handsome face, clouding the sadness slowly away from his face.

Ara touched his stomach, warmth spread in his veins when he heard Neal's words, the news seemed to be a cure for his wounded heart, God gave his trust again, God gave his trust, the stuffing filled the room again, making Neal anxious again.

“Darling,” Neal again clutched his wife's fragile body, Ara returned her husband's embrace and drowned her face in her husband's chest, the most comfortable place to lean.

“Baby, really we will have another baby,” Ara said next to his wish.

“Iya dear, we will have another baby, you please?” Ara nodded her head making a big smile on Neal's face, she showered his wife's face with a kiss, so that Ara's sad face brushed a smile there. He might not be happy because he always prayed to God to be entrusted with having another child with Neal.

“Now, let's eat I'll bribe you.” then Neal let go of her hug and snatched a chair

and put it right in front of his wife then reach out for food on the nightstand. He began to feed Ara the soup that was almost cold because for too long to persuade his wife, Ara also began to take the bribe from her husband, she would not make the baby starve, he would not starve,  he stole a look at her husband who was bribing her so that Neal was anxious to see him, He stroked the top of his wife's head with affection, Ara could feel a loving gaze that never escaped from the eyes of her husband.

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Thank you for being patient 🙏

His laptop may be invited too often to sulk him, maybe want a vacation also 😂😂😂

We will continue, hopefully until the novel is over. ❤