My House At the Edge of the Cliff

Chapter 41 Trauma

Like the promise he had made, to Pras he asked to be escorted to meet his comrade Sarah. When he found out Zahira had come home not playing he was happy, especially when Zahira visited.

As Zahira often told, once he saw Pras Sarah already knew how perfect he was as a husband. Even Sarah after seeing Pras she became doubtful that Pras had been trapped in a gambling circle, it made her believe that in this world there is no man who can be trusted.

"I've fulfilled my promise, next time you have to play in my house!" Zahira.

"God willing, my business is just starting so I'm busy."

"Um, if you know what business?" pras asked curiously.

"Clothes, I just opened a store and have not dared to go after employees because the finances are not stable."

"Oh, hopefully mbak's efforts are given smoothness."

"Aamiin.." said Sarah and Zahira together.

Long enough they chat until the day before dusk, indeed if you have met Zahira and Sarah find it difficult to stay silent until finally forgetting time.

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Back for some time Pras was busy with his small family to forget Ayu, it had been three days they did not meet or ask each other news.

In the solitude of his lonely heart felt that it had lost its way, the line of rope that had been the guide suddenly disappeared.

And the more he felt lost the fear of losing it made a lot of selfish stigma, in the end the anger of the presence of Zahira who returned to be the trigger.

Zahira is a problem, a barrier and a great wall that he must tear down in order to regain happiness. Without the presence of Zahira he will again get Pras, the man he had most yearned for all this time.

The goal he had set, now Ayu began to take the first steps to achieve it. After much waiting for news finally Pras came to him, giving attention and time that he had been waiting for.

"Mas, when are we on vacation again? lately my work is very tiring, I want to take time off and vacation with you," he said while stroking Pras' shoulder field.

"Later on, Zahira just came back so there's no way I'd just leave her alone."

"It's been two months since he came home!" ayu's getting upset.

"She still needs me to make myself feel good, she doesn't even know anything about Anisa."

"It's his own fault why he went out!"

"You don't talk like that! If it wasn't for Zahira's efforts I wouldn't have been able to build a mansion or open a restaurant!" hardik Pras's.

This was the first time Pras had spoken in such a loud tone to her, there was nothing Ayu could do but shut up. His eyes began to glaze over with trembling hands, almost crying which made Pras feel guilty.

"Hhhhhhh I'm sorry, I didn't mean. It's just that I don't like it when you vilify Zahira, no matter how she is my wife," Pras said in a soft voice.

"Yes? you all right?" pras asked started to worry while trying to caress her.

But Ayu immediately dodged before Pras' hand could touch him, from the way Ayu looked very frightened.

"I'm sorry I. I promise I won't do it again. " said Ayu slowly began to sob.

"Yes sorry, it's okay."

But Ayu still did not want to be touched, it made Pras even more astonished and anxious. In the end Pras forced to hold Ayu's hand, but Ayu was shocked by the touch.

"Yes! your hands are cold." Pras said in shock.

Ayu only responded by frowning, her drenched eyes staring in fear as if Pras would devour her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to" Pras said again feeling completely guilty.

Cuddled Ayu and can he feel his heartbeat is very tight, slowly behind Ayu's hair while continuing to say sorry.

It took quite a long time until Ayu was able to return to normal, when a smile again adorned her face she went to take something from the drawer.

It was a letter that he then gave to Pras, of course Pras was confused and curious as to what the contents of the paper were. When he had finished reading the reason behind Ayu's body trembling earlier, it was a statement from the psychologist where Ayu suffered severe trauma.

At first Ayu wanted to hide this from Pras, but now he felt Pras had to know so that he would no longer rebuke him for whatever it was.

Ayu is a child born in a toxic family, his father is often angry, hit, to kick his mother. Little Ayu did not escape the target, from his own father's mouth he was often called by the name of the unlucky carrier.

Not enough to get there even after he grew up before the arrival of Pras in his life he had a lover with a high temperament, as Pras knew his ex-girlfriend was often rude to him.

Living with such suffering left him with quite a serious trauma which eventually made him have to go to a psychologist doctor, only after being with Pras his life improved even achieving the peace he desired.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" pras said regretfully while hugging Ayu.

Now he can again feel the attention and love of Pras, a feeling that belongs only to him.

"I promise I won't be angry again, I won't leave you!" pras said that made Ayu smile happily.

"Then be fair, if you spend three days with your wife, you should spend three days with me. If you buy her a bag then I should buy it too" Ayu said.

"Okay, I'll do it. Don't you be sad anymore, okay?" sahut Pras's.

Ayu nodded happily.