Let Time
The Part 14
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Today was their last time on this island. Their relationship is also getting better and more open to each other. Yes, although they also do not feel they have more than just a sense of comfort. Zara was cleaning up their stuff.
From yesterday after Zara's request, Arkan became silent to Zara. For Arkan Zara's desire was very difficult for him to accept. Because according to Arkan quite strange how not, during this time Zara difficult to believe in what Arkan did because Zara thinks Arkan still with the shadow of his mass. But now Zara seems to be asking Arkan to take Zara to Arkan's. If it wasn't Zara who said such a wish, Arkan might have finished abusing her.
As for Zara, he also thought many times to be able to do so. Zara knows that Arkan has not completely forgotten even though Arkan always said over time and with Zara everything will be easily forgotten. According to Zara, Arkan and Almira are still unfinished. Zara thinks they need to finish first so there is no sense of who is hurting and hurting. Although it does not rule out the possibility of Zara's desire will even open up opportunities for Arkan to remember his time or even return at that time. But if Arkan was consistent and responsible Arkan wouldn't do that.
The last day on the island was so boring for Zara. How not until night he and Arkan go nowhere. Arkan is busy with his phone and never once invites Zara to talk. Upset with this situation after Isya Zara decided to go straight to sleep.
After a few hours of air travel. Now they are back in their hometown. By being picked up by the driver they are now in the car for the trip to the house.
"Assalamualaikum" they said as they entered the house.
"Waalaikumsalam" replied some people from inside the house.
"Eh you guys are home. How is honeymoon fun? I have not yet seen the result. Share if it directly becomes. Later papa's second grandson will be made in Lombok.?" papa said teasing Arkan. A moment of his papa speech made Arkan think of something. 'Yes maybe if Zara gets pregnant their relationship will improve. They will also be increasingly bound not only by the promise of marriage before God to perform also bound by the trust that God gave them.' Arkan thought made Arkan a little smile and hope that the time will come soon.
"Soger really well that abis street road. Hopefully soon here grow makhlik life ya." said Mama while rubbing the flat stomach belongs to Zara. Erk Zara gulped her saliva hard. Zara said that, what if Zara was pregnant but in the condition of those who really love each other, what with the presence of children in the middle of them will bring their relationship much better?
"Hmm God willing ma, pa. Mama and Papa do'ain keep going. We're still working, Arkan is waiting for that" Arkan said. Arkan's words were very lightly thrown from Arkan's lips. But it had a big impact on Zara. Zara's cheeks are red now Zara's embarrassed. But hearing Arkan's words could Zara conclude that Arkan was expecting a baby with Zara?
"Mas.." call Zara. Arkan did not respond he instead wanted to stay away from Zara until Zara had to hold Arkan's hand.
"I'm sorry that Zara's request upset me. Zara does not make it. But honestly Zara was very hopeful" Zara said.
"It's over?" ask Arkan while releasing Zara's hand grip on her wrist.
"Destrain away from your wishes" Arkan replied as he left Zara.
Until days after their return from Lombok Arkan still faithfully silenced Zara. This afternoon Arkan came home from the office with his face pale. Zara feels Arkan tired because after returning from Lombok basoknya Arkan immediately work.
"May Zara be a pijitin?" bargain Zara while approaching Arkan who was sitting on the bed while kneeling his own head. Arkan was still strong with his silence. But Zara did not stay still, she chose to take peppermint oil and then approached Arkan. Zara spilled a few drops of peppermint oil on her palm. Then rub it against Arkan's nape while slightly scowling him. The smell of peppermint plus a Zara massage makes Arkan more relaxed and wants to close his eyes.
"Don't sleep mas. This nanggung maghrib. Do you want to pray in a mosque or at home?" asked Zara while continuing to massage Arkan. Arkan glanced at the clock on the wall. Then he immediately changed his clothes with cocoa clothes complete with sarongs, peci and prayer mats. He rushed to the mosque because the time of the approaching maghrib, Arkan left still ignoring Zara.
It was still early morning Zara was awakened by the sound of water gurgling and the sound of people vomiting from the direction of the bathroom. Zara saw Arkan was no longer beside her. He went straight to the bathroom and opened the unlocked door. Sure enough Arkan with his pale face was standing in front of the washtapel while trying to vomit something. Zara took the initiative to help by massaging Arkan's nape. After feeling better Arkan cleaned his mouth then returned to bed.
"Zara make it warm tea huh." Zara bargained. "Lemon honey is warm" Arkan said. "Jaudah Zara make it first." Zara went to make a drink for Arkan with a warm drink might be a little refreshing Arkan. Zara returned to the room with a cup of drink in her hand. He doesn't see Arkan in bed and it turns out Arkan vomits again in the bathroom. His face looked increasingly pale and his body was also limp. Zara leads Arkan to walk back to bed.
"This is a drink first. Who knows what to eat" Zara said as she picked up a cup and handed it to Arkan. Arkan drank it a little and handed it back to Zara. "For the rest of the time" said Zara. Arkan shook "My mouth doesn't feel" Arkan said. Zara did not argue that she chose to put her glass and then returned to Arkan who was leaning his body on the head of the bed.
"Being taking medication. But have to eat first what would Zara do?" tawar Zara who could not bear to see Arkan limp so.
"No." said Arkan firmly. "But mas.." said Zara trying to argue.
"Stt was silent I was dizzy. Mending you try my massage like yesterday. Yesterday it felt better hopefully now it's the same" Arkan said limply. Zara nodded and took peppermint oil and rubbed it into Arkan's body and massaged it. Surely just massaged Arkan already closed his eyes. Zara sniffed quietly seeing Arkan had fallen asleep. Remind Zara to ban Arkan from work and take Arkan to the doctor later in the day.
The voice of Adzan. Zara just opened her eyes. He rushed to clean himself up. Then Zara woke up Arkan. Can't bear to actually let alone see his face that still looks pale. But inevitably Arkan still has to carry out his obligations.
"Mas.." call Zara slowly. Maybe because his sleep is not as calm as usual one time call Arkan has opened his eyes. Malihat Zara who had worn a spontaneous Arkan mukena immediately saw the wall clock in her room.
"Why didn't you wake me up? I was late to the mosque" Arkan said.
"Yes sorry. Yaudah cepet mas ready ready Zara wait" said Zara while preparing Arkan prayer equipment.
After the morning prayers Arkan again felt bad with his stomach he immediately ran to the bathroom Zara followed him behind. I think Arkan wants to spit something out. But nothing came out of Arkan's mouth.
"You don't have to go to the office, you will have to go to the doctor" Zara said, massaging Arkan's neck, which was still faithfully standing in front of the washtapel.
"I'm fine" Arkan said weakly.
"Mas please dengerin Zara. A day of rest at home. Yesterday I returned from Lombok and went straight to work."
"Yesterday I had a long holiday" Arkan said.
"Yes okay Zara knows. Yesterday's holiday was made for the road. The body also needs rest. Please take a day" said Zara. Arkan breathed heavily then nodded in agreement to Zara's wishes. Yes, Arkan also did not deny his body was very weak but he thought not as weak as it had to skip to the office.
"Let's go back to bed. Rest again. Zara will make breakfast to drink medicine" said Zara. Arkan I don't know this morning Arkan doesn't seem to have the strength to argue with Zara.
Zara was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for Arkan.
"What do you want to do, son?" ask Mama.
"This is ma, Zara wants to make soup for Arkan mas" said Zara.
"Are you sick?"
"Yes, it's like it's soy sauce" said Zara.
"Yes, the boy likes a workaholic, doesn't take care of himself" said Mama.
"Yes Ma but today Zara told me not to go to the office first to take a break."
"Aren't you?" Zara nodded her head in response to mom's question.
"Tumben he wants to massage. Usually before actually passing out the child never wants to skip work" said Mama. Zara was silent.
"Alhamdulillah now there are you his wife who takes care of him and bless him. Thanks son, " said Mama.
"Don't thank Zara for Zara's obligation" Zara said. Mama nodded understand.
"Oh yes usually if not well Arkan likes to drink ginger tea or ginger honey son. Try it later please make it" said mom.
"Yes ma. Zara will do it."
Almost 30 minutes of Zara struggling in the kitchen preparing breakfast for Arkan. After knocking on the door and saying hello Zara entered the room. There he saw Arkan lying down. Arkan's sweaty forehead wiped Zara's sweat from Arkan, and Zara felt that Arkan had a fever. Sensing something moving on his forehead Arkan spontaneously opened his eyes.
"Sorry Zara woke up?" zara said as she watched Arkan open her eyes. Arkan shook his head "I'm not sleeping." replied Arkan weakly.
"Breakfast first, it's taking medicine" Zara said. Arkan just nodded obediently.
"Want breakfast at the dinner table or in the room?" ask Zara.
"My body is limp. You want to carry me down to the dinner table?"
"OK Zara get breakfast first" Zara said, avoiding debate.
It wasn't 5 minutes for Zara to return to her room.
"Nih eat first. It was said that mama if you do not feel well like drinking ginger tea or ginger honey. This is Zara making the same soup as ginger honey" Zara said as she handed the tray to Arkan.
"My hand is limp" Arkan said, showing his hand. Arkan did not make any sense of why his hands had become limp and tremor now.
Zara painstakingly feeds Arkan while occasionally wiping off the sweat on Arkan's forehead and Zara feels Arkan's slightly elevated body temperature. Finished breakfast Zara instantly gave Arkan the medicine.
"You have breakfast first" Arkan said to Zara yanh as he was cleaning up Arkan's meal. Zara leaves Arkan alone in the room while she helps her mother finish her homework.
"Where's Arkan?"
"Break breakfast ma. Zara gave me medicine too. Now Zara's new break was most later also drowsy to get a drug reaction" said Zara.
"You there accompany Arkan, son. He likes to be spoiled if mama is sick justin aja Alisya same bude who helps mama" said Mama.
"But ma." said Zara about to argue.
"What the hell's that up there with Arkan." Zara said she went back to the room. As Arkan was asleep, Zara felt Arkan's forehead.
"It's still feverish" said Zara in her own dialogue. Zara took the initiative to take the compress. He compresses Arkan while occasionally rubbing and kneading Arkan's head. Without Zara knowing the truth Arkan did not sleep. He has enjoyed Zara's treatment since.
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To be continued...
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