SOLEDADS

Advice

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It wasn't Peter's notice that gave Sara a headache, but the reality she had to face. If it's like that, what should it do.

His lips may deny it, but if reality justifies it, what should he do? Like an invisible slap, his heart fell. Just thinking about it already made Sara hold back her immeasurable sense, how did she deal with reality?

His legs stepped erratically until he ended up in a place that became his room at that time. The place was still the same, the gray wooden door, tightly closed the room.

A shrill voice greeted him as he opened the door. The room was still neatly arranged, apparently the maid in the house still took the time to clean.

Nothing is different, everything is the same as before. Sara thought, maybe Peter never intended to mess up his stuff there.

Given that someone had given her a very precious gift, Sara opened the drawer she had not touched for a long time.

"Luckily there is still," he murmured after successfully opening the drawer.

A necklace left by his mother that is rarely used, with a pendant in the form of a half moon. The precious object was often abandoned, fearing him dropping accidentally on his adventure trip.

"Oh, it looks like it can be opened." Sara thought there was something meaningful in it. The knock on the door stopped his movement as he was about to open the pendant.

"Who?"

"I'm Nadia, Non," replied the person.

Knowing that the woman was coming, Sara let her in. Both of them sat on the edge of the bed.

"I hear you're at home from the other maid, Miss. How are you doing? Rarely do you visit us" asked the woman he had considered to be his mother. "I brought you a snack."

"Thank you, Nadia. Sorry to make you miss me" Sara chuckled. "I'm fine as you can see."

The woman looked at him without a blink, tracing every inch of her face.

"You're scaring me, Nadia. You're like a criminal detective, what's up? Something on my face?" Sara felt awkward, she picked up a few pieces of cake that Nadia had prepared to shake off the tension in her face.

"You got a problem?"

Oh shit, I forgot that he's like a mind-reading ghost.

Sara chokes on the cake, and Nadia quickly offers him a drink.

"Don't joke anymore, Nadia. You act like you know everything about other people" Sara said.

The middle-aged woman cleared her throat. Sara's forcible nature is still inherent, and it will probably be forever that way.

"Stop lying to yourself, Sara. You're not good at hiding anything from me."

Nadia's gaze was attached to her face and it made Sara uncomfortable. He turned his body and lay on Nadia's lap.

As soon as the coral, will be exhausted also eroded by the waves. So did Sara, she could not hide anything even though she tried as hard as a coral, in fact all the kink was swallowed up by the tenderness of Nadia who was like a mother.

The woman's hand stroked her hair, touching her scalp warmly. Sara felt her heart warm, a place that was like hell for her, only Nadia treated her like a human.

"You ever had a fight with your husband, Nadia?"

The question certainly does not cause many questions for Nadia, married life of course there is a dispute. And he was sure, Sara must be having such a problem right now.

"That kind of thing happens in a household, Sara. Uniting two distinct personalities of a nature certainly raises many disputes. It all depends on your awareness, ending the dispute or adding to it. Did you fight with your husband?"

Sara closed her eyes hearing every word Nadia said. The woman whose hair is almost gray is like cold water, which is refreshing in times of thirst.

"We fight every day, even every moment. But after that, he always apologized to me. It was so boring to hear that apology, and he repeated his deed again."

Nadia sighed deeply, she straightened her legs that had been bent. "Sorrying is good, your husband has an awareness that he is wrong. You need to know, apologizing doesn't mean you're wrong, Sara. Apologize because you made your husband angry or denied your husband's words, it needs to be done."

"I never made him angry."

"Something small. In reality it could be a big deal for Max."

Nadia stopped her hand that was stroking Sara's hair. "Little fire can also scorch large forests, Sara. Don't underestimate little things like that. Sometimes you need to put out that little fire so that the embers don't burn all the things."

Sara breathed a furious breath. "You always make me speechless, Nadia. But, I've always been emotionally stirred."

"Learning to temper your emotions, nothing is impossible if you try."

"Ora et la bora?" ~~ Pray and work.

"Smart kid," praised Nadia. "You also have to respect your husband, the harmony of a family starts from such a small thing. Don't take all the anger and prohibition of a husband as a bad thing, it's also for your good of a wife. Know it? Those husbands are one body, you hurt your husband, you hurt yourself because you are one body. Your hand hurts, your whole body feels it, doesn't it?"

Sara just silently listened to Nadia's advice, no one has given her wisdom about the responsibilities of a wife. And maybe also his self who has no one, becomes the main reason for his ignorance.

The soft elusan on his head was like music that sent him into a dream world. The comfort in her head spread throughout her body, maybe this is what Nadia meant about one body, she thought. It will feel comfortable if there is only softness.

Nadia who felt Sara fall asleep on her lap was chuckling softly. "Still childish as before."

She continued stroking Sara's head, letting the woman sleep comfortably in her lap.

"You're going to endure all Peter's deeds, son. May you always be strong" whispered Nadia later.

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Sara blinked, she rubbed her eyes hurriedly. He wished this was just a dream, himself being in an old room with a rather strange bearing.

Not letting her eyesight return to normal, Sara pressed the pillow on her head. He felt very strange when he touched something soft like a human body.

Not yet had time for his consciousness to return, the voice of someone shocked. "You pressed my stomach, Sara."

Sara was surprised, she raised her head and looked up. "I wasn't dreaming, was I? Nadia, where am I?"

He patted her cheek strongly. "Sial, is this right? I wasn't dreaming? God, how could I end up here?" Sara was confused because her consciousness had still not returned.

Nadia who witnessed that chuckled, she enjoyed Sara's dazed face. "You're not aware of it yet."

After gathering her consciousness back, Sara only found out that she was asleep in Nadia's lap. "Sorry, I'm asleep. Your shoulder must have been sore, I slept a long time."

Nadia shook her head, she pulled Sara in her arms. "Are you often treated harshly by your husband?"

Sara blinked slowly, she was confused as to what to answer. "Max treated me well. No need to worry."

"You're delirious, Sara."

The deg!

"really?" he asked as if in disbelief. How could he possibly be delirious about Max. "No way."

"What's really going on? I'm still wondering what brought you here, and also came alone."

"I want to take that stuff." Sara pointed at her backpack containing snorkeling equipment. "Max isn't home."

"Is it possible that you left without your husband's knowledge?"

"He's in Valencia, Nadia. I ran away, boringly staying home."

Nadia was not surprised because Sara's habits were like that. "You're locked up?"

"Men are all the same, Nadia. You're both assholes."

Nadia stretched her dark leg, then stared at the brown bead in front of her.

"Go home, son. It is not good to leave the house without the permission of the husband. Remember your responsibilities as a wife, there's a lot you have to accomplish there."

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