The Love of Zarania
Section 123
Zara was sitting in front of the dresser mirror, staring at her face and the woman felt a little pale. oh no! it even looked extremely pale and like there was no blood flowing through it.
After a few hours, she was disappointed with her husband's attitude, who wanted to see him with a psychiatric therapist, psychologist, psychiatrist, or the like, who she did not want to know.
What a woman whose eyeballs no longer shine as they used to feel so disappointed and offended by all that her husband threw a few hours ago, can't believe if the man he's been adoring for a long time said something silly that offended his side of his heart, on the grounds of consulting? clearly Zara is not a stupid woman who certainly knows the meaning of the statement from Davi's mouth.
"I'm not a crazy person, am I?" zara said to the reflection of her face in the mirror.
He quietly for a moment then shook his head quickly and said to answer his own question "you are not crazy Za, no! you're not a madman!" zara firmly with enlarged eyeballs as if affirming herself as normal and fine.
"Then why would Davi want to take me to meet people who are not clear, meet people who of course often face people with unstable souls, people who can be called crazy? is he tired of me? does he intend to part with me?" ask Zara again to herself with increasingly unreasonable questions, the question that even invites suspicion and makes him suddenly hold his breath which clearly looks so tight that his chest rises and falls quickly.
"Zw.."
Just now that Zara's lips moved to answer her own words had been surprised by the call of the man she now suspected even due to her own thinking.
The woman who now wears a light brown canal dress did not allow her face to see the husband only her lips rose a little like holding something in her heart that she could not bear eject.
There was no response or movement from Zara's body until the man who became her husband now stood behind her and rubbed his palms on Zara's black hair while stroking her and looking so soothing, she said, but all Zara did was stare at the reflection of her face with a blank look.
The woman was lifeless with a paler skin color than usual, very much different from the Zara that Davi was familiar with.
"Think what?" ask Davi when there is no answer or movement from the wife.
It had been a few minutes from his question but he still did not hear the answer from his wife, so Davi bent a part of his body and placed his head on the shoulder of the wife who remained unmoved.
"Za?" And again Davi called his wife's name so gently even beside her ear that her breath was so pronounced that Zara closed her eyes.
"You're still mad at me?" davi then asked because he was very aware that what he had done this morning was indeed completely wrong, shouldn't he have spoken slowly first before saying the obvious thing he understood was that Zara would definitely be disappointed even angry at him like now?
However, Zara agrees with her words, knowing that she is feeling fine and not realizing that there is a major trauma that is plaguing her, making her continue to behave strangely without her realize.
"Darling?" call Davi while staring at the reflection of the wife's face through the large mirror in front of them.
Zara's head moved slightly to seek comfort as her cheeks rubbed against her husband's cheeks.
"Why then shut up?" davi asked again while researching every pale that now seemed to stain the shining face of his wife, the man even cursed in his heart, cussing at the fucking guy who's made the woman he loves so much no longer what he used to be.
Only the headband that Zara used as an answer to make Davi exhale very long.
"Yes, if you don't want to answer," Davi said then kept his head off the wife's shoulder and stood straight behind her.
"You're ready," Davi's pinta just made Zara's eyelids grow bigger and Davi understood what was now in the woman's mind in front of him.
"I have a job to do in the office" Davi said quickly so that Zara would not think she would take him to a psychiatrist.
Of course the man will still bring Zara to meet with a psychiatrist but not now, because he must give understanding first to his wife because he does not want this morning incident to repeat itself, again, he did not want to make his wife even more depressed because he forced even if it was for the good of the wife.
Zara's gaze that looked very ready to get angry again dimmed, then without waiting for Davi to speak again the woman immediately rose from her seat and walked towards the wardrobe to find clothes that she deserved to use outside the house.
While Davi just looked at his wife's back with a gaze so painful, never once in his mind that all this would happen to them, he said, the household they built not long ago but a painful incident they had to face.
The man may still be able to hide the painful feeling in his heart, keep it to himself and not show it to others especially the woman who is now on his back, but seeing what happened to Zara after the tragedy she was very confident Zara could do anything if she left Zara alone unattended from her.
\*\*\*\*\*\*\*
