Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 181: Bryant with Darren

"I can give anything for Ayra's happiness." Darren said, patting Bryant on the shoulder gave assurances of his statement.

Once again, the two embraced with a sense of friendship. Really, when friendship isn't about each other's egos. Lucky them. Where love will be togetherness. There was no word of objection, let alone being envious. Every concern is real.

One problem is over, but another problem is on the way. The two men left the hospital to calm down. When we have to persuade the anger of a friend. Don't lunge that second either. Wh why?

Just for a moment, give your best friend time to control themselves and dampen his emotions. One or two strokes is normal. Rude swear words are still natural. But when it turned into a boneless wrath. Then, there is no place for persuasion.

"Mom, two coffee cappuccinos." Darren ordered while pulling up a chair, then sat down. Bryant was sitting in front of him. "So, tell me. What's the matter in Ayra's life."

A long sigh accompanies, arousing the fear of loss. Straight eyes stared at the green trees. What's there to say? All the more complicated, even the Putra family had to move places for a while.

They chose to avoid the storm that the former daughter-in-law brought first. Well, as long as the family is busy with the matter of Mama Bella getting into the hospital, and Ara's search is still ongoing. Hazel Trus just made a move. Eventually, Alkan made the decision to move.

The building where Putra's company is located now has a much tighter level of security. Let alone Hazel, for employees who do not carry ID cards alone can be repatriated. Not only that because now the meeting of the clients becomes another path.

A chaotic life is only because of one person. After some time looking for evidence about Hazel. Alkan did let the woman stay free, but only to get other evidence that could ensnare Hazel into prison for life.

"Bri!" Call Darren and flick your hands in front of Bryant's face.

Bryant was pensive, but not daydreaming. For a moment to calm the heart that always enjoys the attack like fireworks. One side was grateful with Darren's sincerity, but the other side felt guilty for making Ara fall back helplessly.

He's conscious. If his decision is a big mistake. Ara just wants simple happiness, and has a partner who can understand. Never mind. Everything has happened and can only be fixed. Regret is permissible, but it is forbidden to dissolve.

"Life is like flowing water. I tried to follow the groove, but there was a lot of wood that was a hindrance. If you ask about Ara. Are you ready to be an emotionless listener?"

What would his best friend say. Whatever it is, it will never be a rebellion. A listener can only listen. Right no? Sometimes, however, emotions are not about control.

"Silence means to agree." Bryant changed his sitting position so faced with Darren, a serious eye without blinking. "Our meeting at the lady's house tonight. On the same day, I became a wife. Ara sold her husband."

A smile rose onto Bryant's face. The beautiful memories of the smile of her family acceptance were heartwarming. The real happiness she missed. If time had no betrayal. Maybe, all of that he still got.

"Excuse me, here's the order."

A waiter put two cups of cappucino on the table, then left after completing his task. Darren tries to be patient as a listener because his position is still gray. Bryant continues the story of the marriage between him and Hazel.

Not from the middle. The whole story becomes a flashback story for up to an hour or so. The story reached a point on the day of Ara's departure from the hotel. Everything becomes clear and what is the problem is already visible.

"So, more or less like that. May I know where Ara has been?" bryant asked after the story, making Darren smile.

His fingers were busy stirring the cappucino that lived half a cup. The look in his eyes followed the direction of the water rotation. "I took her to the hospital, and the fact that Ayra was pregnant, but had a miscarriage. It was like my heart was broken. I don't know anything because I just remembered the past, after a long time of amnesia."

"absolutely. I brought Ayra to recovery because the doctor said her condition was not good. The villa that became my home, only that place matched the friendly environment as well as the mood-altering scenery. Thank God everything went according to plan."

"Bry, if my love for Ayra is so great. Not that you gave up. When her lips protected you, how could you hand her over so easily? Honestly, I was angry, but it was just a moment until ....,"

It hurts. When trying to look good, but in fact not. Wanting to continue, his lips were so faint. The name that was always considered to be his. It belongs to someone else. Really piercing the heart to the pulse.

Darren tries to toughen up, but the heart is unable to lie. Is that the love for Ayra? What kind of question. When love reigns for years, despite amnesia. Love kept her in the warmth.

"Enough." Bryant quelled the uneasiness emanating from Darren's eyes. "Everything you do, I won't say thank you. Your love is real for Ara. There will never be a doubt."

"It's ok. Better change the topic." Darren agreed with what Bryant said. "When will the farewell happen? You said, Ayra is still the wife of a dress!lgan. Aye, right?"

"Rights. Om Al has done half the work, but there is one problem. How can I tell this truth to Ara." Said Bryant, then rubbed his face rough.

"I'll help you and you just think about marriage. Before that, remember there was an iddah. So, for three months and ten days. Ayra will stay with my family. Agreed?"