The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapters 18. Their first night

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Praying? How long have I not prayed? I forgot how his prayer was?

"L-yes, I want to pray too!" Satria replied firmly.

"Yes, brother, let's pray together. Now my sister is my priest" Amayra lowered her face.

"Priest?" Satria was flabbergasted to hear it.

Right, now I'm the head of the family. But, this marriage is not just a compulsion? Why should I be his priest?

"Do you think this marriage is a real marriage?" Satria asked the woman who was already in front of the bathroom door.

Amayra turned to her husband, "What does sister mean?"

"We got married because we had to, so you don't have to act like a wife to me. Nor will I behave like a husband, for we will surely be divorced one day" Satria said what was on her mind. That their only marriage was forced to help Amayra.

Don't I talk too rude, right?

Amayra was stunned by what Satria said. Just got married but the man already said about the divorce.

Stupid me! Obviously brother Satria married me for being forced, why am I behaving like this? She must have had someone in her heart, so she's talking about divorce.

"First of all, I'm sorry brother. Because he made my brother responsible for me. I promise I won't interfere in all of my brother's personal affairs, if you want us to get divorced one day. But, I promise, as long as I become Satria's wife, I will be kind and obey brother's orders. Because my father told me that I should listen to the words of my priest. Thank you for saving me from embarrassment, I won't ask for anything else, you can ignore me,"

Satria looked at the woman in confusion. She was surprised that Amayra could say something that confused her. There was discomfort in him.

After cleaning in the bathroom and taking the water, Amayra performed the prayer alone, while Satria had slept soundly on the sofa with a pillow under her head.

Amayra wears her mukena. Although officially married to Satria, Amayra was not free to open her veil in front of Satria. He always wears it. Even when Amayra was about to sleep, she still wore an instant veil and long shirt that covered her aura.

"Sleep, tomorrow morning we will return home," said Satria who saw Amayra still awake sitting in bed.

"Aren't you awake?" Amayra was aghast looking at Satria who was already in a sitting position on the sofa.

"Yes, seeing the lights still on I can't sleep,"

"Sorry, but I'm not used to sleeping with the lights off. I'm gonna turn it off again" Amayra turned off the light on her bedside table.

TICKS

His heart was pounding when the lights were turned off. There was not a hint of light there except from the lit bathroom lights.

Every time I see something dark, I always remember it. So I've always been afraid that the lights were turned off.

"Sleep!" Tell Satria to the woman who sleeps in bed.

"Sorry, but why are you sleeping there?" Amayra asked in the dark.

"Where do you want me to sleep?" Ask Satria ketus.

"Just sleep in the bed" replied Amayra.

"You sure? If I sleep in bed, then you should sleep on the sofa!" Satria sat down.

"ah! No, it's not like that! If you want to sleep in bed, I'll sleep on the couch,"

"It's okay with you, but I don't want to sleep in bed. Go to sleep, don't keep fussing!" Satria cried while lying on the sofa.

How could I possibly let a pregnant woman sleep on this uncomfortable sofa.

"I-yes sister, sorry, good night" said Amayra as she pulled the blanket from under her feet to cover her entire body.

Amayra tried to close her eyes in the darkness. He moved here and there and felt restless. Her memory of the rape was twisted in her head like a tape. While Satria was already far away in the dreamland.

At exactly 3 a.m., Amayra woke up. His body was sweating coldly, dreams about Bram always haunting him.

Wh why? Why does Bram haunt me every night?!

The pregnant woman ran and entered the bathroom, she returned nauseous. Sweat in his body.

Seeing that there was a little light, Satria woke up. He could not sleep well if there was light around him.

"What the hell is it?" Satria woke up lazily, she sat on the sofa and looked at the bathroom door that was wide open.

UWEKK

Satria was flabbergasted, her eyes opened wide as soon as she heard the sound of people vomiting in the bathroom. As Satria walked up to Amayra there, she saw Amayra vomiting.

"Hey! You okay?" asked Satria with a frown.

"I'm okay, brother, this is normal," he replied with a sigh.

"Haih.., are you done vomiting?" Ask Satria.

"U-after," replied Amayra as she rubbed something wet on her lips.

"Then get out, I'll check your condition!" He told Amayra.

"Yes, brother,"

Amayra walked slowly following Satria who also came out of the bathroom. Suddenly his body fell to the floor.

Brugh!

"Why you?" Satria asked without seeing Amayra sitting on the floor.

"Sorry brother, my legs suddenly go limp.."

Forced by Satria to carry Amayra, she carried Amayra until she lay on the bed. Never before had Amayra been carried by a man. He had wanted to rebuke Satria, but Amayra remembered that they were already muhrim.

Satria took out her stethoscope which was inside the bag, she checked Amayra's condition. Check his temperature with a thermometer.

"Do you always have morning sickness?" Satria asked in the style of a doctor analyzing his patient.

"What is morning sickness?"Ask her with a plain face.

"Morning sickness is nausea and vomiting that occurs during pregnancy. Although it is called morning sickness, this condition not only occurs in the morning, but also in the afternoon, evening, or evening,"

"Masyaallah, Satria's answer is very detailed. Now I am sure that my brother is a doctor," Amayra was amazed, she smiled with a detailed answer from Satria.

Satria looked at Amayra coldly, "Jawab! Are you experiencing morning sickness or not?" He asked firmly while looking at the thermometer in his hand.

He's feverish, 38 degrees. Inner Satria.

How grumpy!

"L-yes, every morning or night I'm always nauseous and vomiting. Also every.." They seem confused to say the next thing.

"Forward!" Satria exclaimed while compressing Amayra's forehead with a wet towel.

"Every room light is turned off, or is in the dark. I'm always freaked out, then I can't sleep and I'm gonna squeamish,"

"Why are you afraid?" Ask Satria seriously.

"I always remember that night, when it was Bram...,"

Satria was stifled to hear, "Don't continue," Satria knew what happened without being explained by Amayra. "Sleep, tomorrow let's go to the hospital,"

"To the hospital? Want what?"

"Take you to the gynecologist" replied Satria.

Last night Satria was guarding Amayra who was still feverish with the lights on. The next day Amayra was already feeling better, she got up early and tidied things up. That day they will return home to the Calabrian family.

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