Disaster Because of Marriage

Part 55's. The clara?

Airin went into the room, closed the door slammed, and after that he leaned his back there.

Airin closed his eyes. His two shoulders suddenly shook and the woman immediately fell down with both legs folded.

One stick escaped from his mouth. Airin covered her face with both hands. Actually, she had wanted to cry since then, but she was so reluctant to bring out the clear water in front of her husband.

Whereas eleven days ago, Julian was still indifferent to her. However, tonight why did the man come back rude. Though he did nothing disturbing, but why did Julian behave so impolite.

With a sob, Airin moved up from his seat. The woman wiped away the tears that turned out so fiercely, "Airin, you must be strong."

Airin muttered braced himself. The woman closed her eyes and, still, the shadow of Raka with a very wide smile, twisted in her brain.

Airin smiled. He was filled, because it turns out his habit of fitting small first back. In the past, the woman often imagined Raka if scolded, Father or Mamak.

Airin looked at the phone in his hand. If the flat object had not fallen into the fish pond, Sister Dafa. Maybe he'll call right away, Raka. As in the past, the woman often brought a house phone to her room to complain to the man.

If you want to talk, just call my name three times,

Airin was again full. I don't know why in a situation like this. He still had time to think, Raka. The man of the last eleven days has accompanied him, sharing laughter with him, until maybe now Airin has begun to smitten with that person.

"There's no way" murmured Airin as she laid her ass on the sofa, where she would unwind every night, "but, trying doesn't hurt, right?"

Airin giggles. Though earlier, the woman was crying, but after finding Raka's face floating in her mind, making the sadness evaporate.

"Raka, Raka, Raka." Airin opened her eyes and the woman laughed out loud, feeling that she was ridiculous.

***

On the other side. Julian is currently driving his car on the streets of Jakarta which tonight is quite slow.

The streaks of anger were still emanating real in his black netra. Even from that moment the man's jaw did not stop tightening. What's more now both hands grip the steering wheel of the car very tightly. So tight, the man's handbooks turned white.

Julian stepped on the brakes, making the black car stop suddenly at a nightclub whose front building was glowing, dim.

Julian put his head in the car. The man closed his eyes and for some reason a half shadow of his wife who was in the form of a day ago, he saw walking in Pecenongan with Raka.

That's what makes him so angry. Perhaps, if the woman's attention was still there for him, Julian wouldn't be angry until like that. This was not taken care of and even more upsetting, Clara.

Yes, these last few days. Clara never called him or gave him the slightest word. The woman disappeared somewhere.

Julian took a breath. The man returned to drive his car to get into the parking lot, the nightclub he always visited when in this state.

***

The sound of DJ music, the smell of alcohol, and the vague lighting immediately welcomed, Julian who had just entered into one of the nightclubs, which was famous in the city.

Julian is currently walking in a dark hallway, where on the right side of his left there are several couples who are making out, mutually*ba each other and some even do more than that.

That's it, club. You should not be surprised if you enter the place where the lovers of the world spend the night.

"Make me a drink that contains a lot of alcohol!" Just now that he was sitting on one of the benches in front of the pentry, Julian immediately ordered.

While the man who became a bartender in that place, raised one eyebrow. He did not speak, but went straight to work on what his customers had said.

Julian glanced to the right and left, as if looking for something. The male head was instantly silent as from his direction sat down. He saw a very familiar woman's back in his eyes.

Julian squinted his eyes, trying to look more observant again. When he became suspicious, the man got up from his seat. With such a wide stride, he walked up to one of the sofas that was currently being occupied by the old man. On the man's lap was a woman who, Julian surmised was, Clara.

"Pregnant?" call Julian hesitating after arriving at the sofa occupied by the old man. Julian rounded his shocked eyes as the woman he had just called by name, Ara turned her head, "A ... What's going on, Ara?" he asked with eyes that exuded disbelief.

Clara who found the presence, Julian, rounded her eyes in surprise. He even directly descended from the top of his sugar dedeh lap.

"B ... Iyan, sed- akhh!" Clara's words were turned into screams as Julian clasped her arm tightly.

...T.B.C...