My best friend my husband

Chaptre 102. Dara's Fear

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I walked towards the dresser while glancing at Dara who was sitting on the bed hugging her bear doll.

After plugging in the hair dryer cable, I pressed the button and then directed to my tonic so that it dries quickly.

"No problem?" tanyakanya.

I shook my head to answer Dara's question to me. For me, he doesn't need to know about this.

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The night after the prayer, we ate dinner in silence. Only the clink of spoons and plates that ring.

We are busy with our own thoughts. Dara occasionally gave me her homemade fried tempeh into my plate.

I returned the gift with a sweet smile. How can I lie to Dara ? While when I looked at that face and bead of eyes, I felt sinful. Especially with that terror message.

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At 10 p.m., they slept in that king-size bed. In the middle of the night, Dara woke up because she was crowded and had to remove her feces to the toilet.

He pulled up the blanket that covered all of his body except his nose, then walked while walking to the toilet holding his stomach.

The rain outside was heavy, so the lightning light could pierce through the thick curtains covering their room windows.

Duars!

"SISTER !"

Azlan immediately woke up. Not because of the thundering lightning, but because Dara was shouting so loudly. He searched for his wife with his cell phone flashlight.

It was raining heavily tonight and the lights went out.

The man ran to the bathroom because he heard Dars calling his name from that direction. He turned the door knob and sure enough, Dara squatted under the sink.

"Cabin." Azlan pulled Dara's hand out.

"I'm afraid of the dark."

Dara still closed her eyes. Azlan saw the frightened face of his wife.

"There's nothing."

"Master, Madam, please open the door. It's aunt outside."

Azlan immediately opened the door, Dara also came by holding her clothes very tightly.

"Non Dara is okay?" Bi Ima saw the master, of course he knew that Dara was very afraid of the darkness.

"It's okay, Bi," replied Dara

"Thank God. Just use these lights. But, maybe not too bright, aunt forgot to taper it." Ima's aunt handed Azlan a medium-sized lamp.

"Thank you, ma'am" Azlan said.

"Yes. Yes, auntie left first. Please take care of Non Dara, sir."

After that, Azlan immediately closed the door, he walked by holding Adnan and then turned on the lamp given by his assistant earlier, It is true that the light is not as bright as usual.

"Here you go, sleep again" Azlan said after he placed the lamp on the table.

Dara said he lay in his place, and so did Azlan.

"Had known the rain, and gone" Azlan said.

"I peed tofu kebelet," said Dara.

"Just went in, the lights were off" he continued.

"So, haven't you?"

Dara nodded. "Yes, not yet."

"Don't be held back, your stomach will hurt."

Azlan immediately rose from his sleep.

"Thin first. Come on, brother friend."

"No way."

"Why? It could be that the disease knows it's on hold."

Dara grunts sebal. "I'm scared."

"Yes, brother's friend."

"But I'm ashamed."

Azlan put on an annoyed face.

"Well, don't wake your sister when you're very urgent to pee."

He turned his back to Dara who began to regret for rejecting Azlan-sang's husband's offer.

Dara did not sleep, she moved to and fro because she wanted to urinate. Walking alone did not dare, but hesitated to ponder Azlan.

Moreover, her husband had said not to wake her.

But, this is urgent. Dara couldn't stand it. He must wake Azlan.

Azlan didn't bully him. He was seen sleeping very well, Dara's movements did not disturb his sleep at all.

"Sir Rey, let's go," whined Dara because she really couldn't bear to pee.

Actually Azlan did not sleep and he deliberately behaved like that. I want to teach Dara a lesson .

"ah! It's so hard!" grunt and choose to go alone.

Dara picked up the lamp on the table and walked in the bathroom in a frightened step.

If it is this dark, the shadow on his head is always a ghost, not to mention outside the heavy rain accompanied by lightning.

"No ghosts, no," murmured Dara trying to expel his thoughts about 'ghosts'.

He did not know that anyone was holding back laughter because of his behavior. Who else if not Azlan.

And after Dara entered, Azlan followed and waited for his wife in front of the bathroom.

"Sir Azlan, Brother Azlan, Brother Azlan."

Azlan wanted to laugh. He could hear his wife keep chanting her name in there.

"Amazan ...."

"Why?"

"Geez!"

The lamp in Dara's grasp almost came off because Azlan entered after he muttered the man's name to reduce his fear.

Fortunately, he was finished and was about to leave.

"Never turn down my offer" Azlan said and immediately took his wife out.

"I also have a sense of shame" said Dara. Simultaneously, Azlan took over the lamp in his grasp.

"I'm your husband."

"Then, why?"

"Why should I be ashamed? I'm waiting outside anyway" Azlan said.

"Yes .. just be ashamed. I went straight in, too, thankfully I'm done."

"Because the door you didn't lock. Thankfully, my brother came in. If ghosts are other people, how about?"

"Don't talk ghost. I'm scared." Dara laid herself.

"There are no ghosts" Azlan said

Srak ....

They both look out the window. The sound came from there. After that, Dara immediately turned to Azlan who had a flat face and looked ordinary.

"Not ghosts. It must be just a twig." Azlan said as he calmed Dara, he also hugged the woman.

"Look first" Pinta Dara.

"That's Dara's twigah. A tree branch next to a broken room" Azlan said.

But, Dara put on an unpleasant face, a fact that Azlan only knew now. Dara is the same as him, do not like if his request is rejected.

"Yes, yeah. I'll see." Azlan. He walked towards the window, revealing the gray curtain.

And it still rained outside very hard. Azlan watched the situation outside until his eyes were fixed on someone standing outside the yard.

"Hey!"

Azlan opened the window, the man left hurriedly after Azlan called out.

"Who is he?" muttered.

The man was wearing a white shirt and a black hat. His face is invisible.

"Sister, who?"

Azlan went straight in. Close the windows and curtains as well. He answered Dara's question.

"It's nothing."

"Who are you calling?"

"There's a man in front of the house. I don't know what you're doing just standing up without doing anything" Azlan replied as he enveloped himself.

"What if the bad guys?"

Azlan shook his head. "Not."

"Son doesn't have a problem with anyone, does he?"

"none. Already, sleeping. It's midnight, ghost watches are running around." Azlan lay on his back to Dara.

"Ck .. facing here!" said Dara and tried to turn Azlan's body around . But that guy won't even.

"Don't be angry, yeah. I hugged until tomorrow anyway" Dara said again as she hugged Azlan from behind. He's afraid.

Azlan chuckled and took off his wife's embrace then turned around. "Not only the one who's hugging."

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