My love is blocked by your throne

98. To Be Together, It Doesn't Have to Be the Same.

"Aresh," called Aura shrieked.

The faithful man standing in front of the window turned his head for a moment, glaring back, before again throwing his eyes out, through the dark, bright night in the middle of London that seemed never to be closed.

Aura slowly rose while holding her throbbing head.

"Where are you going?" Aresh asked flatly.

"You're mad at me?" Aura asked back with a glare. Since returning home from the awards ceremony, during the journey to arrive at the residence, Damaresh did close his language to Aura.

He only talked to the doctor who was called to the panthouse to check on Aura. And for almost half an hour, after the doctor had left, Damaresh was still faithfully standing in front of the window, without even giving Aura a word of question or greeting.

"Still dizzy?" Not answering

As a question, Aresh asked another question.

"Yes, a little bit," he answered lying, because in reality his head was still throbbing strongly.

Damaresh opens a still faithful coat

Wrap his athletic body, and attach it to the back of the chair.

"Sleep!" His words were short and immediately exited the room while rolling up both of his sleeves.

Aura took a slow breath, there was a strong sense of sadness radiating in the chest cavity, even a moment later, his pair of eyes had been condensed by a clear pile which then had a rumble rolling over his pale cleavage. And in a split second, her soft sobbing was heard.

I don't know how much time he spent sitting leaning on the headboard, and with the point of tears flowing without permission, when it felt like there was one hand wiping the tears.

Aura flinched, her mind wandering around, unaware that Aresh was sitting next to her. His hand held a glass filled to the brim with fruit juice.

"Drink!" Aresh shoved the glass that Aura immediately received and drank it under the supervision of Damaresh until the remaining half. The man then took the glass from Aura's hand and placed it on the nightstand.

"I'm sorry," Aura said as she looked at her husband's face. "I left without saying goodbye, I shouldn't have been there, I've messed things up..."

And Aura cut off his sentence just like that, even though not all the words that had been arranged in his mind were spoken completely.

All because of the impact of Aresh's unreadable gaze, which is now sweeping his face. Aura finally chose to bow.

"You didn't mess up the show, you just came at the right time, you turned a hundred and eighty degrees.

You just don't know what really happened there, do you?"

Aura simply shook her head without daring to look up to stare.

"I'm just disappointed, because you shouldn't have to meet Grandpa's invitation, you left without saying goodbye to me, this is out of your habit" Damaresh said, successfully making Aura feel more guilty.

"Yes, I was wrong. But I have a reason," said Aura timidly looking at Damaresh who was still flat expression.

"What's your excuse?"

"I want to show your grandfather that I deserve to be next to you" Aura said.

"By hurting yourself?" Sergey Damaresh fast.

"The name of the struggle must definitely go through something painful, right?" Aura tried to stare at Aresh with remaining courage.

"And you hope that your struggle will be seen by grandfather?"

"Maybe not now, but someday, I'm sure-"

"Are you sure a William would appreciate your efforts?" Damaresh Cibir.

" wrong belief" he said again. That instantly ignited the fire of courage within Aura.

" that belief is never wrong, Aresh." Aura said firmly.

"Yes, I know. That belief is never wrong, but sometimes the way to believe it is wrong" said Damaresh no less firmly. "You don't know who or how Mr. William Pramudya is, if you do, you'll think a thousand times about believing something about him" he said, which immediately made Aura speechless.

Aura almost in disbelief, such a sentence slid from the lips of a Damaresh who had longed for it to be able to

he became his prayer priest, but so far, it has not been done.

But now the man speaks of faith with an expression that implies a deep understanding.

Everyone can say that beliefs are never wrong, but only a few people understand that sometimes the way to believe them is wrong..a sturdy and newly built house is believed to soon collapse.then the belief is not proven, the house remains standing upright. What is his false belief??

No. gabe.

But the way to believe it is not right.

And few people can understand

That, is a person who has mature faith. Is Damaresh included?

He hasn't even been seen praying, has he??

Let's see it later.

Back to Aresh and Arra.

Aura's inertia made Damaresh resume his speech.

"Coming to that show isn't the right thing for you either, Ara. What happened earlier was indeed a fortune on our side, but for that, you must also do something that you are not."

"What?" asked Aura in plain fashion.

Not that smart, hijab-wearing girl is wearing a mask right now, to avoid anger. But indeed the decisiveness that Damaresh showed from his expressions and sentences, making his intelligence as dull as a rusty knife that had not been sharpened for a long time.

"That drink, can you taste it, even a little? And look, what an impact it's having on your body right now!"

Damaresh scanned the gaze on the entire body of Aura who was seen sitting casually, whereas his whole soul was shaking over everything that Daresh had said just now.

"And when you received congratulations beside me, there were some of them who hugged you, the man I meant. Have you ever interacted like that with a foreign man, all this time?"

Seen Aura shook her head slowly while bowing deeply.

The long enough description of Damaresh succeeded in making Aura play a sobbing. Her consciousness had just opened, if her husband was so observant to look after her. But from that conversation, Aura was also just awakened by a fact that had been escaped from his observation.

"I don't intend to hide you forever either, Arra. I'm going to keep introducing you to the world in a way that suits you, not the way you're supposed to do things that you're not, like," said Damaresh again which ended by scooping his face with his palms, indicating that what he delivered was a heavy burden on his soul.

All the burdens of the pent-up mind are now completed, having delivered all that he has longed for since the journey home. But the anger and annoyance at William who had dragged Aura on the event seemed to have not paid off.

"We do have a lifestyle that is not the same, Aresh," said Aura revealed the thing he just found. "I won't be able to blend in with your lifestyle, and vice versa. So how are we now?"

"Be my wife as you are, because

To be together, it doesn't have to be the same, Arra" Damaresh said.

"But your life, your world, and your profession will demand the presence of a companion near you, and if I can't, it will be named after another woman, should I remain silent?"

"That's not an absolute obligation, which I can't avoid, Arra. If I had been quiet, it would be because my grandfather is currently holding the game. Just pray, that this all be done soon."

"Holding up what do you mean game?" tanya Aura did not understand. Damaresh shook his head, there was no way that he would say anything about the Eagle that William had taken hostage, for Aura would thus be cornered into a deep sense of guilt.

Damaresh immediately got up from his sitting position, staring at Aura's wet face. "Tomorrow, we're back in Indonesia,"

disconnections. And then he turned his heels about to come out.

"Arein!" Aura immediately held her hand.

Made Damaresh turn his body to look at him. "Don't go! I need you here, now Aresh," he asked sobbing..

Aresh came back closer and immediately hugged Aura who was back sobbing strongly.

Even his shoulders were shaken to the point of holding sobs. Damaresh hugged him tightly.

I don't know how long it will take for Aura to calm down again, until her crying starts to get squalid.

Aresh lifted the wet face, memorized the rest of his tears with his fingers, and gave him a gentle peck on his forehead and both cheekbones.

"What's my way of putting you under pressure?"

He asked slowly.

"I'm afraid you're angry" Aura shrieked in a hoarse voice.

"I'm mad. Because I was worried about you, that event, was completely beyond my knowledge. I'm afraid I can't protect you, Arra."

"I'm sorry, I won't do anything without your knowledge" Aura said in a hushed voice and returned ready to shed tears.

"I'm sorry, because I brought you into this situation" said Aresh and brought his wife's body back into his arms.

"Have a rest" said Damaresh later after feeling that Aura was calmer.

"Where are you going?"

"There are things I have to do" said Aresh.

"Can I ask for one thing?"

"What?"

"Take a little while with me, or until I fall asleep," said Aura in a clenched voice at the end of the sentence, biting her lower lip a little, fearing that Damaresh would not be pleased with her request.

Aresh did not answer, but he immediately laid Aura in a perfect lying position. Then lay his own body right next to his wife's body with a slightly sideways position facing Aura.

One hand wrapped around Aura's slender waist and the other hand rubbed her hair Soft and orderly, to deliver Aura to sleep.

"In this way, are you feeling any better?"

"Very," said Aura with a smile. "You know Aresh, if the most comfortable place for me is in your arms" said Aura.

"Yes." Yeah." Aresh kissed Aura on the forehead.

"I'll always hold you, until-"

Aresh deliberately cut his sentence.

"Until what?" ask Aura quickly.

"Until there's a junior Aresh in our midst."

"After that moment, you won't hug me again?" tanya Aura started to show a sullen face.

"Still, but I had to change positions to do so. Like this." Damaresh immediately pierced Aura's body and showered her face with a kiss.

"Areshi!!" Aura exclaimed stifledly holding back amusedly.

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sorry yes.yesterday I didn't get up...Auto galau...

Ra iso ngetikk.hihi.in the real world my life is not as sweet as Aura, my friend..

jiaaahhh..

Hayo who has been calling and waiting for you,

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