Rough Hand My Husband

Chapters, 32. The ambush restless.

"Hold my hand when it feels like it's limp because of the past. Let this road be paved by itself. Because this heart is yours. Let the wound be with us to remove."

Laura woke up from her exhausting dream and made her whole body tremble. He glanced at Mark who was fast asleep by his side.

The coldness ambushed the entire chamber of his heart. There was a sense of worry so gripping that Laura remembered her dream.

Is the dream a bad sign? Or was it because last night's events carried over into his dreams? Dreams are flowers of sleep, many people say.

But if the dream feels imprinted, does it not carry any meaning? Sometimes people even say, the dream is a signal that will happen to the dreamer or the person who dreamed.

Laura grabbed her hoodie jacket, clasped her hands to her chest trying to drive away the cold.

It's still 5:00. The sun also refused to emit its rays. A gust of wind raced in through the window grille as Laura exposed the curtains

Outside is still quiet, the morning fog is also still thick, although outside it has been heard the activities of people. Routine activities start the day.

The cold air and fog that was still moving did not dampen the steps of some people running in the morning. Maybe it's the residents of this inn, who are trying to burn calories.

Laura turned her face to the bed. Her husband's snoring was still heard. His sleep was as peaceful as the baby's position in the womb.

Laura pulled the blanket up to the limit of her husband's neck. Actually he wanted to wake Mark up, take him to run in the morning to dispel the cold.

But he did not do it, the mood seemed to fly. Last night she saw how her husband reacted when he met Arumi, his wife who had been presumed dead. Want to not leave a wound in his heart. Although he could understand that it was a spontaneous reaction.

However, when her husband ignored her for a while without giving an explanation first. He asked who he was looking for and looking for. Making a successful thorn stick in him.

Uh,.... Laura's heart was upset. The dream crossed his mind.

Laura was standing at the intersection, she didn't know where she was headed. His hand held Bobby's hand tightly. Behind him Mark stood holding Arumi's hand as well. Laura and Mark's eyes rubbed. The look was cold. Make a smile on Laura's face disappear.

Mark turned, looking at Arumi with a smile. They step together.

"Mrs....!" yelled a sudden voice. Laura turned towards the voice. So did Mark and Arumi. From the other direction, Carry ran and called his mother.

Reflex, Laura opened both her hands to welcome, Carry. So did Mark and Arumi. Carry's steps stopped. He was confused who he was coming to.

Carry runs up to Mark and Arumi. Laura finally turned around with tears. Bobby's hand.

"Mama, wait! Don't leave, Carry. Carry wants to go with mama." she yelled and ran after Laura. Laura woke up from her sleep. Before I hugged Carry.

Laura did not understand the meaning of the dream. But, make him sad.

Laura wiped the clear water on her cheek. Rushes him to the children's room and finds Carry sleeping in his room with Bobby.

Laura rubs the head, Carry. Carry's awake. With her eyes half closed, Carry looked at Laura's face. Laura hastily turned her face away.

"What's up, Ma?"

"It's okay, mama just wants to make sure you guys are up. Uh, don't know it's still snoring." Laura tidied up the blanket, Carry.

"He uh, the weather's cold, Ma. So lazy to get up fast." chuckles shy Carry.

"Yes, already. Just continue with the bobo. Mama go back first." Laura kissed Carry's forehead, then returned to her room.

"Mama why, huh? Ah, nevermind. Once my mom was with me." whispered her heart was pleased with Laura's attention. Carry loves and loves Laura. Although not her birth mother . But Carry could feel the sincerity Laura loved him.

Carry again tried to sleep, because it could not stand the cold weather.

Meanwhile as Laura returned to the room she saw, Mark was still fast asleep. Not usually Mark, late wake up. Usually he who woke up first and woke him up.

It seems like her husband woke up late because he couldn't sleep all night. It must be because of the meeting with Arumi that left a lot of question marks.

Finally Laura decided to go outside from the room and walk on the lake beach which was only tens of meters from the inn.

Laura felt the coldness of the sand as the soles of her feet went down the beach. He got his jacket and his hands were closed in the chest trying to ward off the increasingly ambush cold.

Laura stopped and looked at the lake water and the roar of her waves breaking on the beach. Several times, Laura let out a heavy sigh.

The roar of the waves seemed to be in rhythm with the roar of his turbulent heart.

If he really is Arumi? What will happen to his household just a matter of weeks.

Why did he show up now? Why not the day before their wedding. Though Mark, widowed for ten years. Why is there no bright spot for Arumi's death?

Why is there such a mistake. Not if someone's death feels awkward especially because of an accident the police will investigate it first. The victim will be in a visa so that there is no mistake when returned to his family? Dozens of questions raged on Laura's chest.

Suddenly, a touch landed on Laura's shoulder. It's almost Laura screaming if she doesn't hear a heavy voice, Mark.

"Ma, what's happening here. The wind is strong, then allergic again. His body is a rinses." Mark grabbed Laura's body from the side. Laura gave a quick glance, she did not want her eyes to be trapped by her husband.

"Mama likes to hear the pounding of the waves, Pa," said Laura Lirih.

"From the room is also clearly heard. Why must torture yourself to withstand the cold. Look at his lips turning blue." Mark's hand framed Laura's face, which was cold.

His wife's lips were shivering, the sound of her teeth twitching was clearly heard. I don't know how long his wife has been on this beach exposed to the wind.

As they spoke their breaths were visible, forming smoke. Why did his wife even want to come out just to hear the sound of the waves? With her dress, anyway!

"Ma, come on in. The air's too cold." Laura let it be as her husband led her back to the inn.

After arriving in the room, Mark picked up a blanket. Wrapping Laura up so that the cold was gone. Mark also rubbed the palm of his hand, and pressed it against the face, Laura.

Seeing Mark's attention, Laura was moved. Unknowingly a clear grain fell on his cheek.

"Mama why even cry? What's up, honey?" Mark was shocked by Laura's attitude. Mark, hugging his wife with a mind filled with questions. Getting that gentle treatment, made Laura's cry even more crowded.

"Darling, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly change like this?" Mark parsed his embrace. Staring at Laura full of probes.

"I'm scared. I'm afraid Papa will leave Mama." Laura's tears broke. It makes Mark panic.

"Why Papa left, Mama. Well, what bad thoughts have entered the heart, Mama? Because of Arumi, huh?" Laura nodded her head. Tears were pouring down on the oval face.

"Hahaha.." Mark suddenly laughed loudly. Makes Laura wonder and annoyed.

"Yes jealous mom?" ****