The Love Of Aurora
The Part 94
Chequek.
"Reply...." Ara's gaze returned pilar to see the treatment of the papa.
And Zayn, the man did not even feel develop his smile to see Haris who seemed to take part so that he could immediately make up with Ara.
Ara turned to Zayn again which made the man immediately turn the other way, for fear of being caught by him who was hiding his happy smile.
"Your hand wasn't hurt, was it? So just treat it yourself!" He cried while folding both his hands on his chest.
It was not that the woman felt sympathy with the wound on Zayn's face, she instead had him treat her own wound.
Zayn glanced at his woman who had turned so fiercely towards him. He also did not expect Ara would help him, so he immediately treated the wound on his face itself.
"Iisssha...." Zayn whimpered when the wound was smeared with a liquid disinfectant solution that he used to clean the torn wound at the corner of his lips.
Ara who also saw it also grimaced. If only the man was not a person who had hurt his feelings, of course without the request he would help treat it. What is the power of heart and feelings are now not good with the man.
"Can't you spit?" Ara began to care less to see Zayn who seemed to deliberately linger treating the wound.
Zayn took a quick glance. "You want to be quick to help," he said later.
"Blu...." The corner of Ara's lips was attracted cynically.
"Reason! It's not your point, will it be here for a long time?"
Zayn chose not to press it. He instead continued pouring red medicinal liquid into the cotton that he held. His roar grimaced first imagining how painful his wound would be if exposed to the liquid.
"Here!"
Tetiba Ara took the cotton held by Zayn. He was forced to help treat it so that the man could get out of his room immediately.
The girl began to treat the wounds on Zayn's face meticulously. He also looked like there was a finger on the man's cheek. Ara's forehead wrinkled at him, could it be that he had been slapped by someone?
Because of his curiosity it made him not feel gently rubbing Zayn's cheek that was hit by Sisil's slap earlier. His forehead creased back to find it was really a finger mark due to the slap.
"So Keanu didn't slap her? Is this new too?" Ask in the heart.
The fragrance of the girl's body was clearly smelled from their very close distance, her gentle strokes made Zayn again lulled by the distinctive fragrance of the woman he so longed for.
The man slowly closed his eyes, starting to enjoy the fragrance he missed so much that he did not feel his smile was clearly engraved.
"Aauuww...."
The groaning was hard as soon as Ara deliberately pressed her wound with that cotton swab.
"Sick, Ra!" he shouted while looking at him again with such a close distance.
"Aauuw. aauww..."
Again Ara deliberately pressed the wound and he immediately ended his activities.
"Racaine!" Just be in your heart.
"If you're not willing to help, why help?" Zayn reflected on the makeup glass there, watching the wound on his face closely.
"The worse!" He continued to watch his face reflect.
"Here's the key?" The girl raised her hand asking for the key that Zayn had kept.
Instead of giving the door, Zayn grasped Ara's hand tightly. He no longer cared how the rebellious woman wanted to escape his grasp.
"What do you want?!" Ask with her eyes.
"Listen to me, I want to explain everything to you" he asked, increasing his grip.
"Duh, sick tau!" Ara grimaced in pain, but Zayn still did not touch her.
"GET OFF!" This time, the voice of Ara rose again.
"If you don't shut up, I won't let go." Zayn's tone still sounded slow.
The rumbling in Ara's chest felt like it wanted to explode. The girl must surrender to obey Zayn's will so that he can escape from the grip of his hand that grips tightly.
Slowly Zayn took off his hand, he saw Ara was shaking her hand which might hurt because of her actions.
"Sorry, Ra." The man tried to grab her hand but was stopped again by her.
For a moment they were silent again. The atmosphere in the room was quiet again. Only Zayn's eyes seemed to say that he deeply regretted his cowardice.
"Four years ago I had an accident in Batam, exactly the next day after you drove me to the airport that night. You remember that, right?" Zayn began to speak.
"After the accident I was hospitalized. Some days I was unconscious, after I realized I only knew I had lost my phone. But I kept trying to call you from the hospital, unfortunately your number is no longer active."
"I was at a loss to contact who else to question you. At that time the cell phone, the money, everything was gone. And I don't have anything left to come back here."
Ara's response remained cold despite the man trying to explain what happened four years ago. Whether he had to believe it or not, he was already numb again to trust the man in front of him.
"Ara, I'm not lying. This incident really happened. You may not believe me, but Mr. Haris has proof." Zayn spoke while holding his shoulder to convince him.
Ara gasped as Zayn mentioned the name of her papi. Actually, he was suspicious of his papyri from this morning when he peeked at Zayn's chat with his papi.
What's the matter? The woman's forehead again frowned at the thought of something that she might not have known all along.
"Trust me, Ra, I have absolutely no intention of disappearing from you." Zayn spoke again.
Slowly Ara took off Zayn's hand which was holding her shoulder.
"Have you?" He asked as if he was reluctant to listen to the man's explanation again.
Zayn was silent, he could see that the woman would not immediately believe his explanation.
"Where's the key now?" Ara's hands turned back.
Zayn looks resigned, he also gave the key to Ara.
"I've listened to your explanation, now you're out of my house. This is the last time I see you here" he said as he headed to his bedroom door.
The man could only sigh heavily. At this time maybe the woman is still not able to forgive him, but he will not give up to be able to get his forgiveness.
Chequek.
The door of the room was wide open, with Ara extending her hand out, allowing the man to leave his room immediately.
"Mother.... Ayaaaah...."
Suddenly Ziyyan appeared and went straight into the room as well.
The boy rushed straight to his father, he passed Ara who was standing in the doorway of his room.
It was Narsih who then caught up with the boy, it was likely that Ziyyan had indeed been waiting for the door of the room to open.
And Narsih could only be silent, he could not bear to take Ziyyan away from the room after seeing her grandson was struggling spoiled in his father's arms.
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Viona has returned to her home, she accidentally went home early after hearing from Sisil that Ara's former lover has returned home. He was afraid that his son's ex-lover was determined to meet Ara to his house as Sisil had told him earlier. He immediately got out of his car after seeing a foreign car that was also parked in his yard.
"This isn't Keanu's car? Where's the kid going? Don't-don't you?" mumbling itself.
Curious, he finally entered his house. But the state of the house looks lonely, he did not meet the existence of the entire occupants of the house was or guests of the car owner in front.
"Ziyya....." Viona slightly shouted to her grandson.
Soon the boy she called out came out from the direction of the room.
"Yes, Grandma" he said as he walked towards Viona, accompanied by Narsih.
"Law... Grandma's granddaughter plays where the hell, why do you call her old answer?" Viona instantly pinched Ziyyan's gnarled cheeks when they were already close to each other.
Ziyyan only smiled amusedly, "Iyyan in Mother's room, Grandma," she said still with her cute smile.
"Ooh...." Then Viona looked up to see Ara's room whose door was open.
"Where was Mother's friend?" Ask the boy.
Instantly, Ziyyan's face turned furious. Because he recalled the incident that happened to his father this afternoon.
"He's home, yeah." Narsih answered it.
"Where should Ara be, Bi?"
"Mother in Dad's room" Ziyyan said innocently.
"WHAT?!!"
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