Dear Wife of Mr. Noah

chapter 16's

Chapter 16

At about six in the morning, the first one to wake up was Noah. Whether because of the cold or feeling comfortable, Clara still so soundly slept in Noah's arms.

In a slanted sleeping position and Clara's head was on Noah's arm, Noah quietly began to observe Clara's beautiful face. Noah brushed the bangs, until the whole face was clear.

"I'll try" said Noah. "At least I don't want to be called a cruel woman."

"Geeh!" Clara shrieked, making Noah immediately pretend to be asleep again.

Clara almost squirms and yawns, but once aware of her position she undoes the intention. Clara now clenched her two lips and calmed down for a moment.

"What time is this?" inner Clara.

The sun out there is already brightly visible highlighting the thin curtains hanging on the glass window.

Once you know what time it is from the wall clock, Clara is currently confused on how to get out of bed. Not not knowing, Clara was just afraid Noah woke up.

Taking a deep breath, Clara exhaled slowly. Clara began to raise Noah's arm above her stomach. When it had lifted and Clara was about to slide, suddenly Noah's eyes opened. Clara who was very surprised, was stunned to retreat quickly.

"Aw!"

Clara fell from the bed.

Instead of helping, from the top of the bed on his stomach and sliding to the edge, Noah looked at Clara with a face as if he was mocking. Clara herself was currently in pain in her pantatt section.

"What are you doing?" ask Noah to relax.

Clara who did not want to look stupid, immediately got up. "I'm just dreaming of climbing a tree."

"Gee! My pantatt hurt a lot," Clara lamented inwardly.

"Other times be careful," Noah said again.

Noah's words were like a mockery in Clara's ear.

Already unable to resist embarrassment, Clara turned her body towards the bathroom. While still in bed, Noah was giggling.

"His face is very funny" Noah said.

So delicious when laughing, it does not feel clear circles poking from the eye patch. It turned out that Noah had not laughed like this for a long time.

"Is he laughing at me?" clara asked in the bathroom. "It's so annoying to him!"

Clara scratched a sprain before then washing her face with water. At least, even though you haven't taken a shower, your face looks fresher.

Coming out of the bathroom, Noah was still seen lying on the bed. His position was leaning against a stacked pillow. Both of his hands were holding a flaming flat object, and his two eyes were focussing on it.

"I'd better prepare her needs first," said Clara Lirih.

Clara walked into the dressing room and immediately prepared work clothes for Noah. When Clara was picking up a shoe on the corner shelf of the room, her phone was ringing out there.

From here the voice is not too audible because Clara is also busy preparing Noah's needs.

"It's so noisy!" noah's hard drive when the phone on the nightstand kept ringing and vibrating.

"Who's calling in the morning?" And Noah again.

Out of curiosity, Noah grabbed the phone and put his own phone on his lap.

"Megan?" said Noah. "Who's Megan?"

The phone has stopped ringing. Not wanting to care and not wanting to know, Noah again put Clara's phone on the shelf. Coinciding with that, Clara emerged from the dressing room.

"Did my phone ring?" ask Clara.

Noah did not answer but just shrugged. If only he had a little courage, Clara would be eager to hit that handsome face. Huh! Noah is really handsome. Clara couldn't avoid that.

When Clara almost reached her phone, Noah first spoke to make Clara spontaneously turn her head.

"Prepare me warm water."

"Yes. Wait a minute" replied Clara. Clara was about to get back to her phone, but again Noah prevented her.

"Now!"

"You don't want to?" noah Sudang.

"Bu-no, it's not like that. I just …"

"It sucks!" hardik Noah's.

"Aish!" Clara suddenly ruffled her hair until it looked agitated. "Have you been that shitty all this time!"

Noah had been frozen with round eyes ever since Clara hissed and ruffled her hair.

"What the fuck are you!" salak Noah's. "You yelled at me!"

"Ah stop!" Clara shook her hands and then passed towards the bathroom.

"Geez!" Arriving inside the bathroom, Clara felt her legs tremble. "How can I talk to him that high?"

Clara leaned against the wall next to the bathtub. His breathing felt like he was going up and down and his heart was beating faster.

"Don't he be scolding me?" Clara bit her lips back.

This time Clara quickly shuddered. "No, no! He won't be angry. Yeah, it should."

Clara began to turn the water faucet to fill the bathtub. He should have focused, but because he again felt anxious if Noah was really angry, Clara until unconscious her hand shifted closer to the hot water tap hole.

"Aw!" Clara screams at that moment.

Clara hastily pulled her arm and because of the heat touching her hand, Clara until backwards hit the wall.

"What's wrong?" Noah appears as soon as he hears Clara's scream.

"There's nothing!" Clara quickly hid her hand.

The suspicious Noah looked at Clara sharply, then his gaze descended on Clara's attitude that was attached to the wall hiding a hand.

"Uhhhh! It's sore, hot." Clara was whimpering in her heart.

"Get your hand!" noah Pinta.

"I told you there's nothing. That's water for you to take a bath is ready, take a shower!" answer Clara.

Clara pulled over and wanted to leave the bathroom immediately, but Noah quickly blocked her.

"Geez!" noah screeched when he found Clara's hand was reddened in the thumb and crept into the index finger. "Can't you?" noah said again.

"Biarkab only. It's okay" said Clara.

"What's okay!" salak Noah who made Clara shocked and tiptoed for a moment. "Your hands are red!" continued again.

So shocked and painful, Clara suddenly cried. This certainly makes Noah panic and immediately bring Clara out of the bathroom.

"Is it really painful?" noah asked when Clara was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Clara shakes.

"Stop crying. You don't make me panic."

Instead of subsiding, Clara's cry became. Not sounding too loud indeed, it's just that the tears flowed so swiftly.

"I'll get you some ice first" Noah said.

"No need," prevented Clara while grabbing Noah's arm that was about to leave. "It's just a minor wound. It will heal." Clara's still a little bit clumsy.

Noah squatted again in front of Clara. "Why are you crying then?"

"You, you yelled at me earlier. Me, I'm scared."

"W-what?"

Noah nodded in disbelief. The worry he felt was actually mistaken for anger by Clara.

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