Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 177: The Hugging of Wounds

"Say it again!" he tries to keep thinking positively.

Ara pulled her hand, then turned back to look at the night sky. The blank look of the eyes left a hint of heart. "The baby you expected. Son's heir-to-be has miscarried in my accident."

Collapse is already a new taste touching the heart. Ara's voice was shrill, but it sounded like the sound of a lightning flash striking. Really is? Did ya? How could that have happened. The body no longer leaves power. They fell helplessly.

Bryant fell with the rest of his consciousness. What a pain, the heart feels stabbed. The pain is not bleeding. The baby who became the hope of the family, now can no longer be grabbed. That voice, like a life-revoking angel.

"Our baby ... You must be lying. Aye, right?" bryant asked in a trembling voice imagining it was all real, but Ara turned around.

The destruction seen from Bryant's eyes, made Ara join in the alignment. There was no word, guided by the man's burly hand rubbing his queen's belly. That's all he can do. What is the meaning of the word, when all is just a pseudo-memory.

Falling without feeling. Bryant did not feel the warmth from Ara, he could only see the void and solitude. The fall of rain from both eyes of the wife ended everything. Now the heart cannot bear the pain.

Who started it. The couple clutching each other's bodies immersed themselves in the arms of the wound. Nightfall drowns sorrow, but the heart of no one knows. Accompanied by tears, the moon bears witness to the loss of both.

Next day. Darren as usual, before getting ready for the office. He will meet with Ara to give breakfast and medication that must be taken regularly. The man's steps are always enthusiastic when preparing breakfast for the idol. Each time is dedicated in the name of love.

"Bi, you guys just go. I'm off today, so you guys can go shopping." Darren said he didn't want to trouble his aunt just because he was waiting for her to cook.

"Good, Sir. Excuse me, but sir. Yesterday Miss Ara wanted strawberries. Do we have to buy a lot of stock this time?" aunty asked without hesitation, making Darren smile wink.

After seeing the back of his servant disappear from behind the kitchen door. Darren again cut the vegetables to be cooked stir-fry. His hands were so dexterous accompanied by a smile that kept on flinging made the handsome face of the man look so radiant.

The old saying is true. Where thanks to love. So, no one will feel sorrow because love triggers happiness. It's not just that. When someone falls in love. Then the whole problem feels so small, the mood is always good like the blossoming of cherry blossoms. Beautiful, charming and seductive.

Like a virus that can spread all over without being asked. However, love will always be anchored in two ways. Where one path for the union of relationships, and another path for separation. Today, love becomes light, but tomorrow? Who will know, the twists and turns of fate outlined by God.

Thirty minutes later. The cooking is finally over, but this time. Darren prepared breakfast together downstairs because he remembered there was Bryant too. The seductive aroma of cooking spread throughout the room. Fragrant tickles until anyone's stomach will rumble.

Just look, on the table has presented mixed capcay stir fry, chicken soup, chili sauce red and also shrimp crispy flour. Complete breakfast menu. Not waiting for long, the man steps up the stairs. Keep climbing until you reach the top floor.

Without knocking on the door, turn the door knob. Then pushed forward, the room appeared dark. Although a ray of sunlight gives a little light. Still, it needs more light. Without asking for approval. Pressing the right side switch near the door.

At first all is good with happy emotions of love. Instantly the blood flow heats up to the crown. The look in his eyes was fixated with an unusually stifling sight. All this time, she was looking after Ara, but Bryant easily enjoyed the embrace of her heart.

In plain sight, the two opposite sex were sleeping while hugging each other. Sick to no avail. How can it be like that? What does all that mean? What kind of betrayal? Darren's hands clenched, without a word his footsteps left the guest room, even the door was still open with the lights on.

Darren's departure befriends anger. While Ara was still sleeping as if she had not slept well for a long time, but not with Bryant. The man immediately opened his eyes after the sound of footsteps grew further and further away. Not not knowing the arrival of his best friend, but he wanted to make sure of something.

Whether Darren will immediately act rude, or just choose to go with a sense that is sure to explode. Now, he gets it. If her best friend loves Ara unconditionally and is ready to sacrifice, but reality is like a dagger. The release of Ara's body so as not to be disturbed by her movements.

"I'm leaving. Take care. I do love you, but Darren loves you more. If I were selfish today, then the lives of the three of us would be ruined. I'll finish it all, and give you the happiness you deserve."

The kiss on Ara's forehead, the last kiss as a farewell. Not just self-conscious, but when it's about love. So, as a new person. He knew Darren was more entitled because his best friend was willing to sacrifice and could protect the woman who became the center of happiness.

Step slowly, get away from the bed. Bryant was powerless to leave Ara but his decision was right and correct. The man didn't think. What does Ara want? What is the heart of that woman? Don't ask first, even look not.

The door closed again, a step away from the stairs with eyes glaring for the owner of the villa. After going here and there. Finally the silhouette of the man who had always been his best friend was found. Darren was standing in front of the sun garden under an oak tree.

"Darren!" Call Bryant, immediately make the man in front of him turn around with red eyes. "Listen me."

"Bring him away" said Darren firmly with a rustling voice.

So clear at this moment, the man was holding back his emotions. But that's not what Bryant wanted. Not wanting to prolong the debate. Bryant took a breath, then. "My love, not as big as your love. I've become an irresponsible man. Darren, I'm putting Ara on you. Good bye."

The breakup happened again, but this time it became two partings at once. After giving her the last hug. Bryant leaves Villa, leaving Darren limp. A burning heart instantly awakened. Friendship over love, but this is not fair. If both of them love each other, why not just do sports competition?

It wasn't just Darren who was surprised by all of that. Behind the door, Ara heard everything. The woman fell down, her body sagging accompanied by a rain of tears that flowed so hard. "Why, Mas? Am I something you can give me voluntarily."