Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 173: Darren with Ara

Darren only smiled faintly as he rubbed Ara's head. The eyes of the two, not looking at each other, but staring at each other sinking sun that increasingly meet orange. Beautiful, amazing. "How was your day? Is there a new story for tonight? I can't wait to listen."

"News? Ka Tama knew for myself, I just went home, walked in the garden, and talked with Bi Inah, and others while making a speech. So, what about brother? What's in the office all right."

The man continued to smile, the fatigue in his body no longer felt. Every time he saw Ara getting healthier and more emotionally stable. The whole burden of life just disappeared. The world is better, even though his life is undergoing drastic changes. The finances are slowly declining, making Darren have to work hard.

"I take a shower first. You close the window and get ready to pray. I'll be there in time. We can pray together. Ok." Darren's words moved from his place, making Ara make a request for a man who has provided protection and shelter.

One week ago. When Ara returned to Darren's Villa. The news of the miscarriage is still kept tight, but when the doctor comes to check. At that moment, the truth became a tremendous outburst of emotion, even Darren was almost overwhelmed as he tried to drown himself in the pool.

Not to commit suicide, but just to muffle the disappointment, the hurt and any residual sense of past. Every bad memory that turns into a whip. Every sweet memory that becomes a longing. There really are no more words left.

Half an hour later. From the ground floor there was a sweet sound of Adhan. The voice that always echoes is soothing, Ara immediately wears a mukena, then joins the others. Where all residents of the Villa gather to perform congregational prayers. Darren who became a priest began chanting his readings.

Fervent congregational prayer, making the atmosphere of the room so peaceful with the chanting of holy verses of the Quran. After performing the worship service, finally heard the greeting from the priest. The disciples continued to follow until the prayer ended their togetherness. One by one they left the mushola, but Ara was still silent with both hands looking up.

The woman continued to pray, but only she and God knew. After waiting for a while, it was Darren who looked at Ara with a gentle gaze. Then shift his position, then wipe the tears that wet the woman's cheeks. "Ayra, are you unhappy with me and staying at the Villa?"

"Would any of us have hurt you, until precious tears fell so profusely upon your cheeks ....,"

"Not that, Ka." Ara sighed, she felt that she had been too far away from God. What is the marriage relationship now called? The more it hit the soul. No doubt, all emotions are always oscillating like a ship crashing in the waves of the ocean. "Am I too dirty, huh, Ka? I.h....,"

Honestly, his heart was unable to shake. Marriage without clarity, plus he lost his future baby. The pain is like a double, even more painful than the betrayal of the ex-husband. Darren turned his hand rubbing Ara's head covered in mucenae.

"It is difficult whatever the trials of life. My Ayra, the tough lady with the sorry door wide open. I know, sincerity is easy to say, but does the pain you suffer become peace?"

Darren looked at the woman with a stern look, clutching Ara's chin. Now the eyes of the two are adrift, momentarily drowning each other until Ara ends by lowering her gaze. She is self-conscious, at this time status is still the wife of another man.

That advice, be a conditioning of his heart. Darren is so mature and always tries his best to keep him on his own feet. However, how will the reaction be, when you find out if the woman who has always been a lover has had a husband and made her as a wife siri.

Want, don't want. Ara should clarify the situation so as not to become a misunderstanding. Slowly the hand that continued to hold his chin, released it. "Ka, I'll be frank, but we should have dinner first. Ka Tama must be tired after all day's work."

There is no rejection. Both of them came out of the mushola together. Likewise with dinner that is always filled with calm. Time passed without any serious talk until the short dinner ended. Ara helped Bi Inah clean up the dining table. After all, then make coffee to be taken to Darren's work room.

The routine he did for a few nights. However, in the corner of his heart he always remembered Bryant who he used to serve as a wife. Don't misunderstand me. Even though he made coffee for Darren. That feeling was for his sister to his brother. Self-conscious as one's wife will always be imprinted in Ara's memory.

The woman knocked on the door of the glass room on the right side of the stairs with a mini tray in her left hand. "Ka Tama's. Permission to enter, yes."

"Just in, Ayra. The door wasn't locked." said Darren, letting Ara in.

The tempting aroma of coffee distracts him. Though he was checking important files to continue his family business. Still will not be able to escape from the name of coffee. Moreover, what makes coffee is a woman of heart who has always been the spirit of her life.

White smoke billowing signifies the coffee is brewed with water that has just boiled. Darren closes the laptop, then gives room on the table so that Ara puts coffee in front of him. "Thank you, Beautiful. May try?"

"Please try, brother. Watch out for the heat, blow it first."Ara chuckled softly at Darren's honeyless seduction.

Darren blew the coffee, slowly slurped. The sense of the measure is always the same. The sweet taste blends bitterly with the intoxicating aroma that has always been the opium of coffee lovers. "Delicious, why are you standing trus? Be sitting. I'm ready to be a good listener."

Darren's gaze was fixed on Ara, making the woman lower her gaze. Then pull the chair in front of him. Then he sat down without looking at the man who kept staring at him. The two hands were interlocked, confused as to where to start. Is it about her and her ex-husband, or about her and her husband?

When he felt at the top of his heart dilemma. Ara let out a long sigh, "Ka Tama, I'm actually just the wife of someone's series. I'm not a good woman, as you think."