Love at a distance... (LDR)

Make peace.

As soon as Dara saw her man.. Dara was really shocked.

Unlike Faozan, he just smiled because he knew Dara would enter the house.

So that Dara realizes her presence.

" When the street you see, it's not a cell phone screen." Faozan smiled..

" It's a good thing I'm here if it's grandpa or somebody else?." Faozan.

" If anyone else they will leave when they know I want to enter the house.". said Dara flatly.

Then he walked straight to the room.. Faozan just followed.

Once he arrived at Dara's room put his cell phone.then he went to the bathroom and took ablution water.

" Have you prayed?" asked Dara.

" Not yet." she replied grimily.

" Not praying?". asked Dara.

" No.". said Faozan briefly.

" Why?. again PMS?." Dara's words made Faozan immediately round his eyes.

" Boy really males for prayer.when he should he is a good example for the Wife." Dara said half cursing, but Faozan still heard that.

Until he just laughed, then Faozan stood up and headed for the bathroom.. Dara knows for sure to take ablution water.

And it's true.. Faozan is ablution

They also prayed together.

After the second prayer just sit on the bed.

Dara wants to talk to Faozan as well.

Dara wanted to start the conversation but it was Faozan.

" I'm sorry." said Faozan, staring at Dara's face with a clear face.

Dara was silent.

" I know what I said this afternoon must hurt your feelings, but I hope you can understand my situation at that time" Faozan said softly.. he really does feel sorry.

Dara could not bear to see her.what else if she tried to think from Faozan's point of view.

" It's okay anyway.I'm sorry for you too.forget it." said Dara slowly.

Faozan just stared fixedly at Dara's face.

" After all, I'm just as guilty as you.. I don't know what kind of wife I am. I am a wife who has dared to slap her own husband in front of others." Dara also said in a soft tone.

" No, you're not wrong, I thank you. If you hadn't slapped me, I would have said something terrible that I'd have regretted for the rest of my life." That time tears came to color her conversation.

Dara just closed her eyes remembering all Faozan said at that time.His heart felt so sore.

Unknowingly, her tears also flowed.

Dara took a deep breath then at a glance she looked at Faozan who looked very sad and full of regret.

" I understand how you feel at that time.I should be able to be more patient again.. but at that time I just didn't want to hear you say the thing I didn't want to hear the most was the word divorce." Sahut Dara shriveled, with a glance he looked at Faozan who was just bowed.

Faozan was very sorry for his words earlier.If Dara did not stop him. then he could not imagine what would happen in front of him.

" It's the same as him dropping a talaq.". Faozan interrupted her immediately.. Tears were flowing more and more on his cheeks.

" Yes.and that's what I don't want to do. So I hope for the fore any anger you please don't ever say that." Dara said again.

That time Faozan no longer responded to Dara's words.In exchange he hugged Dara's body tightly.

Dara just silently accepted her.

Faozan spilled all his feelings. resentment.sadness.pity.guilt.guilt.even a sense of pleasure because Dara had forgiven him.

For a while Dara let Faozan vent all his feelings.he did not talk and only became a backup for the husband.

Dara understands very well how Faozan.he does look hard outside.

" Why is it raining more and more." Dara began to say that Faozan would stop immediately, because if the canal continued to be allowed he could also cry.

Dara's words made Faozan wake up. With shame he wiped his tears.

Then he tried to catch his breath..

Dara gave him a bottle of mineral water that was right next to their bed.

" Drink and calm yourself."

There was no resistance to any more protests from Faozan, he just obeyed the words of his wife.

After drinking and his feelings were rearranged, Faozan began to speak again.

" I'm sorry I got your shirt wet." Her words when she saw Dara's clothes were wet because of her tears earlier.

" It's okay if this is just a dress that can be changed, but a husband like you can never be replaced." Dara wanted to turn that sad atmosphere into a joke.

Faozan looked at Dara with a glancing look.There was a smile on the corner of his lips when he heard the words of his wife.

" It turns out that when you smile you're more handsome than when you cry." Dara started teasing her.

" Loh not her under any circumstances I remain handsome ya." His word PD.

" Kumat again dech PD his." said Dara.

" Then you don't think I'm that handsome?." Tanya Faozan was serious.

" Standard only.". sahut Dara.

" Fian's more handsome, huh?." Hold Faozan again.

" Have dech not started..you want us to fight again?." said Dara... while looking at Faozan with bulging eyes.

" Kidding dear." Faozan said while laughing softly.

Dara stared fixedly at Faozan's face, I don't know what the meaning of that view.

But for a few seconds.. Dara did not speak and just stared fixedly at her husband's face.

Faozan was confused to see Dara's reaction so soon he asked.

" What is it that you look at me like that?." asked Faozan hesitantly.

Dara took a deep breath..

I don't know what Dara wants to say..