The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapter 99. Cold war

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That night Amayra did not open the door, until the dawn of the Adhan. Amayra intended to take the prayer mat in the next room, she opened the door of her locked room.

It would be surprising that he saw the husband sleeping on the floor with a blanket, complete with pillows and bolsters. "Satria's sister?" muttered Amayra wonder why Satria was in front of the room and sleeping on the floor.

Satria heard the sound of the door opening, she hurriedly got up. He stood up and saw his wife wearing the face of his superior standing before him. Satria smiled welcoming his wife. But the smile did not last long and disappeared when he saw the two eyes of the wife puffy, accompanied by red in the white.

"May," Satria looked at Amayra with guilt piling up in her mind.

She must have been crying all night. Oh God, what have I done? I could not keep myself and keep my mouth open, I brought up the old wounds of Amayra who was trying to forget.Slowly she began to forget it and start a new life with me, but I instead added to the wound in her heart. Open the wound again, O God, my tongue, why can't it be guarded?

Is Satria's regret too late? His tongue had already plunged him into the wound in Amayra's heart, perhaps imprinting it in her heart. It's not easy to get things back to normal.

Amayra said nothing, she chose silence as a sign of her frustration. He was afraid that talking would even come out a word that did not come from his mouth. Wrong-wrong his tongue can slip just like Satria did to him.

Not to mention asking about Africa and about Satria's exit from the hospital, but even added new problems. Maybe it won't be easy for both of them.

Amayra walked past Satria and opened her sore eyes as most cried. Satria sadly ignored by his wife, but not long ago their relationship was very friendly. Is this the calm before a storm?

"May, are we talking? Please, don't leave me like this" Satria said, pleading to speak to Amayra.

"I want to pray at dawn, brother" answered Amayra who did not correspond to what Satria was talking about. Cold and dirty answer.

"If so, do we pray together?" satria asked while gulping. I hope Amayra agrees.

"Yes" he answered briefly.

The couple who were fighting, praying together in the room that Rey was in. After praying together, Amayra kissed her husband's hand as usual. However his heart did not accept Satria back then, his lips frozen just like his current feelings.

"May,"

With Satria's heart, it felt like the heart was suffocating guilt, when the man would touch his wife's hand. Amayra got up and opened her face. He left Satria still sitting in his alphabet. Amayra approaches the awakened Rey, "Mommy pup's son huh? Mama's changing Rey's diaper, yeah.." Amayra spoke affectionately to Rey.

She opens Rey's pants and diaper, while Amayra is about to take warm water. Suddenly Satria stood behind him with a basin of warm water. "This is the warm water for Rey," Satria tried to smile.

Again Amayra's heart was still frozen, her tongue was still too faint to talk to her husband. She took the pants and diaper, then put it on Rey carefully. The little baby held onto Satria's thumb tightly.

"What's the hero, papa? Rey wants papa's company, huh?" satria asked the boy gently. "Rey, help papa dong! Tell me mommy, if papa wants to talk to mom. If Rey is the one talking, surely mama wants to hear Rey," said Satria to invite her son to chat.

Amayra, who was folding Rey's clothes, heard her husband's rant. Satria also saw Amayra who was seen responding to her speech with her body, though she did not speak.

"Rey, tell me it's the same mama. If you want to talk, papa is sorry for hurting your mother, papa is wrong. Papa has made your mama cry, but papa has promised to make your mama happy and always smile. But papa even made your mama hurt," said Satria while looking at Amayra sadly. He wished Amayra had seen him, but the woman still turned her back.

Satria can only hold Rey and confide in the baby who does not understand anything. Babies who only know sleep, eat, pup and cry.

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That morning at Calabria's house, Bram was already preparing to leave for work. Bram is having breakfast with Cakra and Nilam.

"Bram, you have free time today?" ask Nilam while eating toast containing chocolate jam in his hand.

"Why ma?" bram asked while gulping down some water.

"Mom asked, do you have time? In fact, you are eleven twelve with Satria and your papa." Nilam shook his head in annoyance.

"Today Bram came home early. Why?" bram asked astonished at his mother, who was not used to asking for his schedule.

"Good, so your nights are free, right?" ask Nilam with a smile. He reached into something in his sling bag. Then he pointed at 3 photos of a beautiful woman on Bram. "This is Bram, which one do you like?"

"What do you mean Nilam?" ask Cakra who is also curious why Nilam showed Bram a photo of a beautiful woman.

"Bram is divorced from Alexis, Amayra is also happy with Satria. Isn't it time for Bram to start a new life?" Nilam smiling.

Bram sighed, he looked annoyed at his mother who was intending to match him up.

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