The Love of Four D
Sweet Heart's
The night breeze quietly blew, in the stillness of the late night atmosphere, a beautiful woman in plain white pajamas stood on a balcony outside her room. There was guilt and sadness in his heart.
Right on this day, it has entered the third week, where the relationship did not improve with her husband. The man who married her through an arranged marriage between their parents.
The cold attitude possessed by Dave never melted, the more days, the treatment of the man was increasingly indifferent, as if he did not want to remain in this house as his wife again. A misunderstanding between them made him have to swallow the harsh reality that his life was only filled with wounds and tears.
“Did I have little right to be happy, Lord? If it is true that the universe does not allow me to be happy even for a moment, why am I still allowed to be in this world?” shrieking from the woman who felt neglected, she stared blankly at the bright shining sky decorated by the stars.
“Until when should I swallow this taste alone? In fact, he who I consider as a medicine, actually joined incised a wound.” Nayara breathed her breath rough into the air, groaning softly out from the tip of her lips, her eyeballs glaring up to the sky, looking at the beauty of the late night.
The cold began to grip into his body, making the woman slightly shivering with cold, he decided to immediately go in and rest in their room. The girl stepped both her legs in, then her eyes looked at a man who was fast asleep on their bed.
There was a sense of wanting to hold her, wanting to share the pain that was now hugging her tightly, as if not wanting to leave her body. Seeing Dave fall asleep on the bed a little makes it soft, it looks like the seeds of love and love are beginning to creep into the heart space, although it looks vague.
“You are very handsome once, despite falling asleep.”
Nayara stepped both feet closer to the bed to cover the body of the bare-chested man with a blanket nearby, he was afraid that Dave would get sick from the night breeze which for him was so cold like this.
“Entai until when this relationship will continue like this, Dave. Even though it's like this, I can't do much more, I can only ask that, if I'm given a long time to keep breathing, I want to spend it with you, as the last love of my life, as the last love of my life, you're all I have, even if we don't love each other. But you are my husband.”
Nayara enveloped the man's body with a blanket, muttering to look at Dave's face, without being begged by him, tears fell to the surface of her beautiful cheeks.
“Am I too weak to get through my current troubles, Dave? Am I too lazy to pretend to be tough in front of everyone?” Nayara was impassive, a slight wry smile adorning her face.
“Without a sedative, maybe I'll die right now. Can you help me answer, Dave? When should I stick with this anti-depressant drug?” he asked in his heart, his lips tightly shut without making a sound.
Dave who had heard the faintly sounding sobbing of his eyes opened his two eyes, he was disturbed by the sound. I don't know who is crying in the middle of the late atmosphere tonight, to disturb his calm.
His eyes caught the figure of the woman sitting on the edge of the bed, he knew that it was Nayara. Dave who knew that it was Nayara immediately turned his body around. He did not want to see his wife's face for now, the man covered his ears with a pillow.
Nayara who felt something moving turned her body back, saw Dave—her husband had awakened and changed his sleeping position.
“You're up?” nayara asked the man, a beautiful smile engraved on her pretty face despite looking a little awkward.
Dave just silently stared without answering what was asked by the woman behind him, the shadow of events some time ago still haunts his mind at this time.
I can't believe it, but it's all reality. I don't know until their relationship will be like this.
“Dave,” Ogre Nayara. He sighed rough in the air, his eyes turning to look at the ceiling of the room, trying hard so that tears would not spill back in front of Dave. “Dave, if you hate and don't want me to be here, let's say, I can go and won't come back to you.” Nayara poured in a little talk that she really wanted to convey to the man.
Silent.
Still no answer from the man made the woman's little heart ache. Pain, but not bleeding. Somehow else he had to say to the guy who was like numbness to him.
“If it's your decision that always makes me like begging to apologize for the misunderstanding that occurred between us, allow me to leave before you, this is what you want, please, and thank you for the warmth you once gave me, Dave.”
Nayara gets out of bed, she approaches a wardrobe to pack up her belongings, intending to get out of Dave's presence for good, there was no place in that man's heart anymore. He was guilty of not being able to explain what really happened.
It is true, the testimony in plain sight is far more believable for all, than the actual explanation.
“If this is the best for us, I'm sorry about being imperfect as a wife, Dave. Maybe with my decision to leave is the best for you, for me, and for us going forward.” Nayara is inside.
“Dave, I go.”
Nayara smiled at the man who was staring at the bed without looking at him, it was true that Dave did not want it anymore.
The woman quickly stepped both feet to get out of the room which gave no color of life. This one-month marriage has no hope of improving.
Dave who heard the open door immediately got up and chased after Nayara not to leave, he saw Nayara who was almost down the stairs immediately pulled her arm quickly.
“Please, don't go, My Wife! I'm sorry!” Dave held his woman tightly.
Nayara rounded her eyeballs perfectly when she saw Dave's reaction holding her tightly. This hug felt very warm on his body, for some reason it felt very comfortable.
Dave holds Nayara's body suddenly and takes her back into their room with the suitcase Nayara brought.
“Sit.” Dave slightly smiled wryly looking at Nayara.
Nayara looked up at the eyes of the man crouching before her. “I don't understand your attitude, Dave. Why are you doing all this to me?” nayara hatch. “You act indifferent, then I decide to leave your life, you hold me back from leaving, what do you want from me?!” Nayara was a little emotional seeing her husband's treatment of her.
“I'm sorry, Nay. I'm sorry, don't ever walk away from me, I love you. Know that.” Dave reached for those two soft cheeks with both palms, he gently stroked Nayara's cheeks. “When the eye sees it accidentally, then the heart and brain seem not to want to know and do not want to know more deeply, even though what is seen by the eye is just a misunderstanding, I'm sorry.”
“Three weeks you've been indifferent to me, Dave. I always struggle to explain it to you, then? What the hell are you doing to me? I cook breakfast for you to eat, but not a bit you taste my cooking, right?” Nayara was grieving, she took out what she harbored against Dave—her husband.
“I'm sorry, Nay. Allow me to fix everything, I want to be a good husband to you, and build a harmonious household. Want, right?” Dave held onto Nayara's hands, then kissed the back of her hand affectionately.
“I love you, forgive my attitude towards you, forgive me.” The man apologized for what he had done to Nayara.
“Quickly we will move to our own house, and, yes, your boutique business will I move to the side of the house we will occupy,” said Dave.
“P-moved?” Nayara's confused. “Ke-why should I move, Dave?” ask her in wonder.
“We're married, Nay. I want us to live a better household than this. And as for the boutique I move let you not mind while I work, there is a security guard, and a waiter who takes care of you when I am not at home.”
“But, Dave—”
“For my wife, there is nothing to be judged with money, no buts, I will take care of everything immediately.”
Nayara smiled sweetly, either sad or happy to find Dave who returned like the beginning of their marriage. Jealousy blinds everything.
“I love you, Nay.”
“I love you too, Dave.”
“Stay with me until the end of my life.”
