The Love Of Aurora
The Part 33
The morning sun had already begun to shine through the window cracks in Zayn's room. The man remained seated pensively on the long sofa as he spread his feet on the table, staring regretfully at his lover for his damned deeds last night.
After a moment of pleasure, Zayn could not close his eyes for even a second. Although the last night activity was enough to make him exhausted in his first experience, but the regret always came at the end.
Zayn rubbed his face rudely, the man was very sorry for what he did last night. Countless cigarettes he smoked, and also saw several cans of soft drink drinks scattered on his desk that he had finished drinking.
"Aargh......"
Zayn groaned as he grabbed his own hair. The man was bowed in a turmoil that enveloped his mind.What should he say to Ara later? Should he be honest about his actions? Or just be quiet, like nothing ever happened before?
Every now and then the man swigged down another soft drink that was either canned to how many times he drank, squeezing the empty can tightly until it was no longer shaped like before.
A COWARD!
That one word deserves it now. At the time of sudden fear to admit it for fear of being hated by Ara, but of course he will be responsible to Ara without having to be frank with what happened. That's vow.
Highlight Zayn's eyes saw the movement of Ara's body wriggling on his bed, it's a sign that the girl had begun to wake up from her long sleep last night.
Zayn walked up to Ara and sat staring at her on the edge of the bed the girl still had trouble opening her eyes.
"Morning, dear," Zayn said as she gently brushed away Ara's hair covering her father's face.
Ara opened her eyes slowly. The girl faintly saw the smiling figure of Zayn welcoming her, whose lover was present last night in her dream.
Ara blinked her eyes over and over again, only to realize that she was sleeping instead of in her room. He woke up and sat down, with his eyes looking carefully around.
"Kok I can sleep here, brother?"
Ask a question that completely forgot about last night.
"You really don't remember?"
Zayn asked back, while his eyes continued to look fixed on Ara who had a natural beauty even without any makeup on her face.
Ara shook her head. "Iish, my head is dizzy!" he said as he began to squint at his head which still felt dizzy.
Zayn grabs Ara's hand gently, embracing her lover's body and taking her in his tight arms.
For a moment they both fell silent without saying, Zayn who began to dilemma about having to be frank or not, and Ara who began to remember a little about the incident last night.
The girl took off a warm hug from her lover, their netra was rubbing against each other.
"Sorry," said Ara with a bowed face.
Zayn grabbed Ara's chin. "I'm sorry too." Again the man was too cowardly to be frank with Ara.
"I'm wrong, brother. I wasn't honest with you about Mira's party place."
Zayn was silent. Then he brought his girlfriend back in his arms. Ara had already admitted her dishonesty last night, but why was she so confused to also be frank with Ara?
Ara was a little amazed by the treatment of Zayn who did not want to take off his embrace, He could also feel heavy breathing from his lover.
While Zayn was no longer able to say anything but to immerse his face in Ara's arms, he did not want his lover to see him who began to shed tears.
"I'm sorry, sorry, Ara," she said.
"Sister." Ara took off the hug because she was already very suspicious of Zayn's usual behavior.
"Hey, why are you sad?" Both of Ara's hands framed Zayn's face which looked like there was sadness in it.
Zayn did not reply, he just commented his smile on Ara, whose lover also returned the smile.
"I made you some warm milk, huh? Let the dizziness subside."
Zayn went to the kitchen, made Ara a glass of warm milk mixed with honey. And the girl kept a close watch on Zayn's movements, who was so good at serving the drink.
"Sister." Ara called Zayn fixed from that room.
"Hmmm....." Zayn replied without looking at Ara.
The girl intended to get off the bed, she lighted the blanket that covered her body, then went down slowly because she was still dizzy.
Ara screamed softly, making Zayn who had finished making her warm milk immediately approached Ara.
"Why? If the dizziness is mending do not come down?" Zayn asked her in panic.
Ara only shook her head, but in her heart she was suspicious of her intimate state that felt painful to move.
"Here I help."
Zayn's hand grabbed Ara's shoulder, helping her walk out of her room.
"I want to go to the toilet" said Ara while grimacing a little bit more pain that felt centered from s3lan9k4ngan feet.
Zayn could see how Ara was limping, he could not bear to see it. Since it was himself that all suffering began, it was he who had taken away Ara's sacred crown, without the slightest care.
"Eh, Brother." Ara gasped at the sudden action of Zayn holding his body to drive him into the toilet.
Zayn didn't care if the girl asked him to come down, he just couldn't bear to see Ara in pain because of it.
"Can you put it down here?" Ara said as Zayn entered the toilet.
Zayn lowered Ara's body very slowly, he did not want to hear Ara again whimpering in pain.
"You can't be a pervert, just hide from me."
Zayn smiled as he shook his head. Then the man came out, allowing Ara to cleanse her body calmly.
After that, Ara still silently looked at herself in the mirror. He examined his entire body which was not found any signs or traces of suspicious. The clothes he wore last night were still perfectly attached to his body.
What should he suspect again? Nothing happened last night, right? But why does my crown hurt? Bathin Ara has been filled with various kinds of questions that he could not find the answer.
"Blu........"
Ara bowed in embarrassment while covering her face with both hands. After he remembered his dream last night, the dream was 'making love' with Zayn that felt like real.
"A lot of brain," he said as he looked back at himself in the mirror.
"Ara dear." Zayn called out to Ara from outside the bathroom door.
"Ehm, yes." Ara answered from within.
"I want to order some food, what breakfast do you want me to order."
Ara peeked at Zayn from the door of his toilet, she saw his lover was busy scrolling through the screen of his phone looking for a menu that seemed to match Ara's taste.
"Sister." The girl lowered her head a little.
Zayn. "What breakfast do you want?" Ask.
"I want to have breakfast with you." Ara spoke with a blushing smile, imagining herself being married to Zayn. Imagining a bit of pa-pa, right?
Zayn smiled faintly. After this he will do whatever Ara asks as long as he can. He will realize his responsibility through his promise that will not leave Ara even under any circumstances.
"You still don't want to take a shower? Can't wait for me to help you take a shower?
Zayn asked Ara who was still peering at him from the door.
Ara closed the door. The girl smiled to herself remembering her delusion that was beginning to fade.
"Darling, I'm staying in the market ahead, right?" Zayn greeted Ara again.
"Yes, my dear." Ara replied while dissolving into her delusion of building a household with Zayn.
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