The Love of Zarania
Section 103
Ipul who was on his way to his office was happy to help Davi to deliver Zara, the car that had been quite close to his office instead he turned back to the cousin's brother's residence to pick up his friend who had become his cousin's wife.
"Eh this week you're engaged to Pul?" zara's voice still remains the same as the old one even though the woman's appearance has changed even more with age.
Ipul shows a smile that seems very ordinary even looks not enthusiastic, only seen the grip of his hand on the wheel of the car is getting tighter until the back of his hand looks whitened with protruding finger bones.
"Gue Seneng Pul, finally we can meet again and be friends close kayak first again." exclaimed Zara with a row of white teeth that poked from her lips that smiled widely, and, his eyes that had turned to look at the streets of the capital made him unconscious with the expression shown by his old friend who can now be said to be his sister-in-law too.
"Za." call Ipul in a very low and heavy tone.
"Hm." which Ipul called just mendehem without even turning his head.
Ipul was silent for a moment to then from his lips slid a question. "Lu happily married to Brother?" tanya Ipul seems to not believe that Zara is happy to marry her brother.
Zara turned her gaze to the figure next to the one who was talking while driving, to then put on a serious looking face. "Where are you?" thought Zara with her hand tapping her chin.
"Gue seriously Za.." the tone of Ipul is indeed very serious even the look on his face also does not indicate that the man is joking or just a fad asking about whether Zara is happy or not married to Davi.
"Master?" Zara scrunched her forehead.
"If you are not happy, my feelings are the same you still remain the same." said Ipul who is really not liked by Zara, Zara really knows what feelings are now being meant by her friend.
"Don't joke Pul, it's not funny! soon you will be engaged there is a woman that you have to take care of her feelings. Besides I am very happy marriage with Davi, I am the same she loves each other, love each other, doesn't that prove enough that I'm very happy to be married to him?" zara said as if it was a notification for Ipul to no longer talk about silly things that will damage their friendship and cousin relationship between himself and Davi.
Pulp held his breath listening to every sentence that came out of the woman's mouth beside him, every sentence that passed through his eardrum with his heart that felt an invisible scratch that was hurting him.
He admits that his encounter with Hanna made him forget a little about Zara's figure, who had quietly disappeared without any notice, and Ipul was still able to behave normally when for the first time after so many years did not meet them finally met, they finally met, and his feelings began to waver a little when watching Davi and Zara's wedding even though he was the one who helped the marriage, but then his heart began to piqu even though he tried to ignore it, indeed she never had any intention of seizing Zara from Davi's hands but somehow her heart felt hard to accept the fact that the woman who slowly returned to fill her heart was already the wife of her own cousin's brother.
Ipul smiled, feeling he was just a stupid man who even fell in love with his brother's wife.
"How's Hanna doing?" Zara tried to forget the crazy conversation that had been created by Ipul, shouldn't she really have to do that? make Ipul no longer bring up about things that will never be possible.
"Well." said Ipul flat only that came out of his mouth when Zara asked the woman who in a few days will be engaged to him while stopping the car in front of the fence of the house that became their destination.
Zara looked on inexplicably, increasingly feeling alien to the man who used to be very close to her, the man who would always be the first person when she was sad or in trouble, but now Zara feels that the person next to her is not the old, different, totally different Ipul.
Zara chose to get out of the car and help Mr. Grace who was opening the fence for them.
"Not finished yet, sir?" asked Zara and Pak Rahmat who understood the meaning of Zara's question answered with a nod.
"Maybe finished in two or three days Neng." said Pak Rahmat while staring at the workers who were pacing around carrying mortar mixed with sand.
The pulse that had come out of the car but just leaned back just stared straight at Zara who was in front of the door preparing to enter the house.
Massaging her temples felt very dizzy after foolishly so smoothly telling her feelings for Zara, the married woman.
"Excuse me sir" said Ipul after passing by the old man of the house who was standing in front of the fence, the old man gave a short nod with his lips commenting on a smile.
Ipul follows Zara into the house, researching every household she once saw only from the outside, yes, as long as he knew and befriended Zara, it was like he never entered her friend's house, especially if it is not because there are two evil women who do not allow Zara to invite her friends to play in her own house, including herself.
His hands touched one by one the things in the house, the house that is now a palace for Zara and Davi, he smiled wryly, pitying himself.
His footsteps in an instant stopped when he heard the screams from the top floor, it was certain that it was Zara's voice, without thinking anything even Ipul ran towards where the woman was.
"Za!" call him while barging into a room whose door is not closed.
Zara who was sitting on the floor of the room with a face of pain. "Why?!" the sound of the sound of the sound of panic.
"Snipples." said Zara while grimacing.
"Is anyone sick?" tanya Ipul was worried while crouching closer, from the voice and also his expression can be sure Zara did feel pain in the waist visible from the hand of the woman who was holding her left waist.
"This." point Zara at her waist.
With a mouth that no longer asks the man with a shirt suit and also a suit without a tie it also helps Zara to stand up. "Why can't you ever be careful of Za? always careless." lamented Ipul regret because Zara is still the old Zara, just as she felt.
"I don't know why there's water in there." point Zara to the floor that looks wet. "I think it's leaking, I'll ask Mr. Grace to check the roof" Zara said again as she walked slowly to the sofa in aid with Ipul.
"Other times be careful." insisted Ipul when sitting Zara and he himself crouched in front of the grimacing woman. "It hurts?" tanyanya.
Zara nodded, but a moment later the face that had been seen in pain turned into a shock, her eyes opened wide as Ipul even without his permission to raise the shirt he was wearing that morning.
Zara brushed off Ipul's hand quickly, she couldn't possibly let another man see her body part right?. "Gue's okay" said Zara quickly so that Ipul stopped his actions.
But it seems that Ipul is not a man who can immediately understand someone's words, as evidenced when his hand instead put away Zara's hand and quickly he lifted the shirt that Zara was wearing.
"Memar Za" he said later, his hand was lightly kneeling trying to heal his friend a little, but apparently his actions even made Zara scream loudly.
"Aaah, it hurts Ipuul." he cried.
Not having the heart to see Zara in pain Ipul also stopped massaging, Zara no longer spoke only her breath that sounded very fast, Ipul looked at Zara very intensely, Zara said, staring very fixedly without the woman noticing then his hand grabbed Zara's chin you raised it.
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