Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 82: LEARNING TO LOVE YOU

The man, rushing over to Ara, wiped away his wife's tears, "Ara, why are you crying? Awake up!"

A gentle rub that felt touching the cheeks, made Ara slowly open her eyelids. A handsome face with a worried look had been waiting for him, looking at him gently calming down. It was like getting a shower of rain on a fire in the heart. Like a gust of wind in the scorching sun. That feeling is uncontrollable. He just wanted to forget the wound, and smile again.

There was no word other than to scatter away, hugging the body with the chest of the field belonging to her husband. All the burdens in the mind, the tightness in the heart, and the wounds so deeply knit the soul. All of that is realized through tears that flow in silence. A gentle swipe on the head with a warm kiss setting so warm it felt touching the tip of his head.

The couple did not talk to each other, but hugs, cries and calmness reached a calmness. Ara lets herself drown in the warmth of her husband, and Bryant gives a husband comfort in silence. For the first time, the room witnessed the togetherness of a husband and wife who was hit by so many questions without being able to ask. Especially expecting answers.

A few moments later. The wet sensation in the shirt, made Bryant hold both of Ara's shoulders. Then, looking at the wife so deeply, "Ara, I won't ask why you're crying. The wound in your eyes is enough to explain. If you remember your past. I just wish you would lean on my shoulder and say your whole heart."

For a moment, Bryant paused his words. He wanted to let his wife digest what she said. One thing is certain, Ara is currently in a condition of not being able to think calmly. All of this was clearly visible from the look in his eyes. He also did not want to force, let alone one wrong action. It can cause things that cannot be imagined. Now, whatever will be done must be thought before acting.

"Our marriage, I admit it all because of my uncontrollable anger. I made you Siri's wife because of my ego. I, too, made you vent my desires drunk. Well, I'm not a real man. After doing so, I left you in a wound. You can hate me, you can even kill me. I'm sincere, but trust me. I'm trying to fix myself."

"I want this relationship to be a good example for our children. Ara, a relationship without honesty, mutual openness, understanding, and trust. That relationship is so vulnerable to cracking, I want to learn to love you. Let me be your back. Let me be your complaining place. Let me learn to be a good husband. Hold my hand always, live with me."

Bryant reached out his right hand, "Do you want to, start our relationship from scratch? Teach me to love you. Give me a chance to make you happy, to stand by your side in joy and sorrow. Ayesha Ramadhani, will you live with me?"

Every word Bryant said. It was like rain after a long dry season. Cool, soothing and also provide reassurance. A serious eye gaze with a sincere eye light, made the heart sink in a different sense. However, the heart cannot lie. In the deepest corner, there was still fear. Do not let everything he hears become a fog that eliminates the real scenery.

Ara smiled, then wiped away the remaining tears that had soaked her cheeks. Then move off the bed. He walked away from Bryant and stopped in front of the window. Where the curtains open, and leave the view outside the house. He remained silent until the window opened. The wind rushed in without permission. The loose hair danced freely in the wind.

"I used to trust every word of the people I loved. I always pray to God. Happiness and togetherness belong to us. I don't trust anyone but him. Love, and everything is just for him. I never regretted everything that was my destiny. Although, reality. I couldn't stand, I tried to get up to move forward. Before I start, what to start. Listen to my heart with my hurt story."

Bryant didn't want to say anything. He let his wife begin to open the wounds she had to receive. Whatever he'll hear. May the heart and mind be able to receive with chest space. Remembering for the first time, she bought Ara from a brothel because it was sold by her ex-husband himself. Of course, the woman had a more painful story.

"I, Ayesha Ramadhani, the daughter of a simple family, own a garden that is enough to support daily needs. Life without parents. I can see my past. Where a jolly girl full of laughs falls in love with one of the workers in the garden. A man with a different appearance. Very pious, polite and diligent. Short trip. They were married, but a week later. Change is happening."

"Since that night, I kept quiet and closed my eyes. I considered everything I saw and all I heard was the wind. I try so hard to be a good wife. Pretending to smile in front of her so that she does not notice the wound in my heart. I was too naive, my efforts were like reaching for the clouds in the sky. All in vain, until I was finally banished where you found me."

"I know, all this is like opening an old wound. Bryant, I don't expect pity from anyone. I don't want to be anyone's burden either, but when my whole life is ruined. You came to buy me and gave me a hard choice. I want to scream, but it's free. Anger, emotions, love and tears. All that, like sprinkling salt on my wound."

Ara was silent for a moment, then turned around. His eyes were now looking at his husband. Where Bryant was still sitting on the edge of the bed closed his eyes with tears. He did not expect, the man who snatched his crown shed tears for him. Footsteps approaching the husband. Step slowly without hesitation.

"Mas Bryant, those tears were always precious," Ara wiped the husband's tears, but left one drop at her fingertip, made the man open his eyes and now the eyes met each other.

"Today, I'm being honest with my life. My one hope, I want to make peace with the past. The wounds I have sustained today I want to let go. Right now, I'm not alone. I have a husband who is ready to be my back. I have a sister who is ready to be my protector. I have parents who are ready to listen to me. I have a friend who God willing will be faithful and sincere with me."

"Maybe, God tested me in the past so I could meet you all. If I were to complain. Destiny will not change. I sincerely let go of my past, sorry for making you cry. I am Ayesha Ramadhani ready to live my new life, making you my place of refuge. Bryant, you are not the only one who will learn to love. I want to learn to love you too."

Ara reached out her right hand, "Let's study together. Giving love selflessly. Be honest without hesitation. Reproach when you make a mistake, and let the fate of the Almighty be the end of the port of prayer."

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What is the meaning of the word, when tears are enough to witness wounds.

Let the trail end in longing.

Angan who did not arrive.

Grasping with despair without feeling.

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