The Sky for Ara

I Chose you

Ara waited for Akhza - who was going to the stall - in the car. He was attacked by severe nausea. Her sister had turned on the car's AC on the way, and Ara was not familiar with it.

"You're throwing up here anyway" Akhza suggested, handing over the black crackle he bought at the stall with hot tea and some gum seeds.

Tea and sweets he stored onto the dashboard. Then he sat on the steering wheel. His breathing is irregular. Of course he had just stepped out wide before his sister went berserk.

"I want a pound of tea" Ara's protest made Akhza cluck.

That's tea bag!

From the waiting room, Ara asked to be escorted outside. Not strong with typical hospital scent with medicine bolts. Nausea wanted to vomit, but nothing came out of her mouth.

Oh Ara, you are troublesome and infuriating!

"Ra, don't make me dizzy. There are!" bentak Akhza's.

"Abang .. Why the snapping?" point at Ara with teary eyes.

Okay, Za. Patience. First she was pregnant. Second, look, he's starting to open his phone. Don't want to call her boyfriend. Oh no, Za! quickly apologize.

"Ok, I'm sorry .. in the stall there is no tubruk tea," explained Akhza while taking the steaming tea from the top of the dashboard.

"Drink this first," Akhza persuaded in a gentle tone.

"Yes, it's taro!" sumput Ara pointed with her chin up on the dashboard.

Why is he so spoiled like this? oh yes, I forgot. She's pregnant and she's a woman. Women are always right.

"I'm in again, huh?" pamit Akhza's.

Ara did not answer. He still feels anxious when alone.

"Lala's love is with her mother" Akhza said.

"I want to buy that ... Do you want to?"

Round tofu, fry impromptu five hundreds

"Well, buy gih!"

Akhza growled, he was upset at times.

"Not to!" reject Akhza.

Just delicious! elo why-napa I who dampamprat bucin.

"Yes back there, you're doing it!" Ara turned her face. Look at the rows of other cars parked in the same area.

Give it to you, Ra. Dizziness ngadepin bumil.

"I'll go inside first, if there's any phone!"

Akhza immediately got out of the car, had a moment to look at Ara and then darted in to meet Lala.

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Not a handsome doctor. Luckily Alka's mother was not disappointed, because she did not meet a handsome doctor.

"Sorry old." Akhza regretted and felt bad when he returned, Lala and her mother just came out of the examination room.

"What's up. It's done," said Lala with a smile.

"Alhamdullillah" Akhza replied.

After the business is over and the medicine is obtained they leave the hospital. Lala had whispered to Ara, wanting to buy her mother's favorite meatballs before reaching home.

In addition to not wanting to be considered lying, Lala did not want her mother to collect a promise.

"Jeletot meatballs" Lala said when Akhza asked her what the name of the meat shop was.

Arriving at the destination, Ara and Akhza were descending to buy meatballs. Lala and her mother were waiting in the car. Seeing a clean and comfortable selling place, Ara so follow-up order meatballs.

Ten packs of meatballs!

"In my house there are many people" said Ara when Akhza commented why so many buy meatballs?

Akhza, he doesn't like it. Seeing the meatballs, he remembered the habit of his father who invited him to eat noodles with a lot of meatballs directly from the pot.

Ok, later at home should invite father to eat noodles together in a pot.

While in other places, Aro, Alka, Ansar, Monde and Omar had already reached their destination.

They immediately invited Julus and Apeng to speak from heart to heart. Aro tried to be warm, although already furious when Julus said the real situation.

“So we are told Aunt Kinan to trap Aro after twice failing to harm his wife,” said Julus.

“Two times?” Aro jerked also finally.

“Yang once while on the road, but unfortunately kena even to elo ‘kan?” Julus highlighted Aro with a defiant look. Thought Aro didn't dare to beat him up.

I really want to get hit.

“That's got it's a twin. What you attacked was also not his wife,” explained Omar.

“No difference between Ara and Tala aja sok sok sok an want to be a villain,” Omar sneer with a soft laugh.

“Mana Madsa?” ask Monde while hitting the table.

“Dad again in the village,” replied Julus. His head suddenly shrunk like a cracker splashed with sambal water.

“Phone, say Ansar same Monde want to talk!” angrily Ansar makes Julus and Apeng a nightdream directly call Madsa.

Ansar talked to Madsa for a long time over that cellular connection. Until finally, it was Julus' turn to talk to Madsa.

“Sorry .. wrong I did not think long and did not find out who was the victim,” regretted Julus.

“That day was elo who chaffed my wife, huh?”

“Elo that comes nyamar so kang package?”

“Elo that would make my wife scared?”

“In my time, as her husband never a fingernail end hurt her!”

“Elo shadow bang sat!”

“My wife is locked up in the dark!”

“What elo do not think if it is in the position of sodara, or wife elo himself!”

And, brugh!

Julus collapsed after three strokes in the stomach and two bogems on the face gifted by Aro. The snake-tattooed man on his arm didn't fight back.

“Paid how much do you make my wife?”

“He's everything for me.”

“She's worth more than anything, and how dare she hurt him.”

“Bang to, should elo mo dar!”

Ow hell!

Now it's Apeng's body's turn to collapse after being beaten without a fight.

“Enough, Ar!” prevent Omar when Aro will step on the foot of Julus.

“Ampun, Ar.” Julius admitted defeat

“I don't know if it turns out he was Wa Monde. I'm sorry,” regrets Julus looking towards Monde.

I don't know what he and Madsa have been talking about until the usually cruel Julus can submit even not fight when Aro blindly attacked him.

Was it true that Ansar and Monde were the most feared thugs of his time?

Oh, Ara. It's lucky you have Abah like Monde.

“Sorry, Ar. I was paid cash with Aunt Kinan,” Apeng explained.

“She was heartbroken because elo reported Rea to the police.”

“Tante Kinan life dependent to Rea.”

“Since Rea was dibui, there was no more money he could get besides the remnants of his savings.”

“She gets even more angry when she is married and certainly happy.”

Aro hardened his jaw to hear the words of Apeng. He thinks Davina did this. Aunt Kinan was very kind to her. Women who often feel the height of their hair is friendly to anyone.

“How much does Aunt Kinan love to elo?” Aro lowered his emotions. He was satisfied enough to beat Apeng and Julus even though the shadow when Ara was locked sliced his heart.

Apeng mentions nominally, making Aro laugh discordantly.

“So doang?” ledek Aro's.

“Elo work to me the pay can be more than that!” peeking Aro, he once again kicked Apeng and Julus' thighs alternately.

“Mar, behind Aunt Kinan. Add if need.” With red eyes, Aro looked at Omar.

Okay fine! The bucin is angry.

There was another one that was still stuck, and Aro needed to know the answer.

“Why is my laptop behind?”

Julus and Apeng exchanged looks.

“Why bo nge!” Aro threw a plastic chair to hit the wall. Can't wait for the answer of the two adab bi.

Alka commented on the smile, so that's how Aro gets angry? Is that Aro to his wife? And I can't even fight what I've been after all this time?

Ansar and Monde threw smiles at each other as well, letting to what extent Aro vent back his emotions.

While Omar began to busy typing messages, asking Naren, the cashier in charge of replacing Omar to send money to the house of Aunt Kinan.

Julus looked at Apeng, asking his friend who answered Aro's question.

“Initially we gave to Ms. Davina.”

“In fact he nolak.”

“He said, even though he likes to elo, but he does not want to be sneaky.”

Hearing Apeng Omar's last sentence chuckled.

“Asiik, um ... ehm .. should Ara know all this?” seduce Omar by raising her eyebrows.

“Whispering!” shout Aro.

The man dropped himself onto a plastic chair. Rubbing his face that feels hot.

“Astagfirullah,” murmured in heart.

“If I were not an artist. Maybe bad things like this will not nimpa Ara. I'm sorry, honey,” Aro whimpered inwardly.

The problem is sorted out. Before returning home, Aro even emphasized to Julus and Apeng no longer dare to touch his family anyone who told him to. Or, Aro will dismantle their hideout.

“Emang should be updated anyway they were,” advice Monde on the way home.

“Elo no longer mengbawa Apeng current, Ka,” Aro reprimand on Alka who had just been silent.

“Create a report to the police. Invite local residents who feel annoyed by them,” comments Ansar.

“Si Madsa the Ninja is made nyaho!” exciting Monde.

“Udah justin. Gradually they also sniffed,” sela Aro.

“Make me the important Ara guaranteed his safety.”

There is a little fear in Aro if re-engaged in subjugating criminals. Once enough Aranya got hurt, she didn't want to anymore.

The hope is now to get home and embrace his beloved wife.

Ara herself arrived at her home almost evening. Upon arrival at Alka's rented, she and Akhza stopped by and talked for a while with Lala although there was not much Lala was talking about.

A few minutes later Atar and Fadan returned. They came with annoyed faces.

“Mas Ar tuh emang real invaders,” Atar shootout with sweat filled forehead.

“We just got to Kotu told to go back again,” he continued while turning the eyeballs.

“Why was told back?” search Akhza.

C'mon boy! I want to laugh look like a sprain. Curse so elo so my sister and Mas Ar more seneng see elo suffer hahaha.

“Tuh.” Atar raised his head and aimed at Ara who was smiling too, anxious with the youngest.

“Do not until Brother who anter home he said,” continued Atar made Ara laugh.

I've guessed Mas, where can you tell me the same brother and sister doang.

Finally Ara came home with Atar and Fadan while Akhza returned home alone with Atar motorbike.

Mas Ar was suspicious of me. Hahaha, if I am the husband of Ara not necessarily like I like it to Ara. What else is with my condition that is difficult to express feelings. Ara can eat my unclean heart. Or am I not feeling the same? Good, Za.

Ara took the time to drop off two packs of meatballs for Fenti and Ceya before reaching home. After that he quickly went home hoping that Aro was waiting for him.

Niente.

The house was still locked tightly, he was disappointed and immediately felt sad.

[Why haven't you come home yet?]

[Where are you still?]

[Pripping home!]

[I don't want Atar!]

Ara's messages were sent without getting an answer. She did not know that in other parts of the earth, her husband was having a blind man beat Julus and Apeng alternately.

Until he finished bathing, Aro had not returned. Maybe after Isya’ thought Ara, there was still no sign of her husband's return.

Message is not read. Even the meatballs he put on the dining table were reluctant to taste. While the two boys were already snoring finely on the living room sofa.

“This is so I am the one who cemented them, not those who cemented me,” complained Ara while returning to his room.

She tried to close her eyes after putting her husband's change of clothes on the chair facing the dresser.

[Sweetie, I got my shirt on the chair. I slept.]

Ara again sent a message to her husband and hoped to be answered.

Hello Ara, you are like a Junior High. Your husband may be busy. Sleep on!

Until unconscious Ara fell asleep after repeatedly changing the sleeping position. From left side, right side. Backed up. Oh, naw! Don't turn on Ara.

Finally he slept on his back without a blanket covering his body. Daster Teddy bear unfolded to show his smooth white thighs.

It was a beautiful sight for her new husband. He shook his head at his wife and immediately covered the body with a blanket.

Wanting to just hold her, but Aro realized he had not cleaned himself. What else Ara had sent a message her clothes had been prepared. That means, he must take a shower before occupying their most comfortable place.

The gurgling sound of water from the bathroom made Ara piqued. Plus a dry throat and stomach that feels sore increasingly force him to stop being lulled.

Ara concluded a smile to see that the basket was filled with her husband's dirty clothes. That means her husband has gone home. It quickly moves. Standing at the door, she wanted to surprise her husband.

Until Aro opened the bathroom door and stood on the lip of the door, Ara quickly hugged her husband.

“Mas, long home,” complained Ara in the arms of Aro.

Aro certainly returned his wife's embrace, he rubbed full of affection his wife's gentle mane. A used towel dried the hair he threw into the basket so he could freely hug his wife.

“Udah eat yet?”

Ara shakes.

“Udah drink milk?”

Again Ara nodded.

“Kok naughty anyway? No pity for dedek?”

Aro pushed his wife's body slowly.

“What do you eat?” Smooth cheeks that Aro swab full of pity.

“You eat you,” sahut Ara.

Ara! What-what areyou?

“Eating me needs energy, so you have to eat something else first.” Aro kissed the tip of Ara's nose.

“I want fried rice same sugar sweet tea stone. But, Mas makein!” ara exclaimed as she put her hand to Aro's neck.

Of course Aro obeyed Ara's wishes, although in the end Ara also spent the meatballs he bought after being heated and a glass of milk was also slippery toilet from the glass he spent.

So the show ate her husband, haha. Of course only discourse and Ara returned sound after his stomach was full.

Ara slept well until when she woke up at 03:15, she found her husband looking at her with teary eyes.

“Mas ...” The distinctive hoarse sound of waking up Ara made Aro aghast.

Aro quickly took the mineral water on the nightstand, immediately opened the lid and told Ara to drink.

“Mas not sleeping?” The voice of Ara has returned to normal.

“Udah, Just two hours ago woke up,” replied Aro again closed the bottle and stored it in its original place

“Mas already salat tahajud?” Ara's vision senses capture the still-titled prayer mat and her husband also wears a white cocoa and black sheath as subordinates.

“ At repentance, Darling.” Aro smiled bitterly.

“Nyesel really first why choose to be an artist. Sampe make your life a bet in the present.” Aro pulled his wife's body into a hug.

“What the hell is it?” Ara doesn't understand.

Aro slowly recounted the incident this afternoon. All he explained except the part Davina liked.

May Davina repent soon.

“God is too good with me,” said Aro after a long silence.

“I am given a soul mate as good as you. Even I have to rival equally brother, and with selfishness I snatch you from him.” Aro smelled his wife's hair.

“I know, Brother must have fallen.”

Elo's worst brother, Ar. Happy for your own tears.

Oi! Ara who chose me.

“But I make him release all his feelings to you and firmly limit your distance,” whispered Aro.

“That's why I'm always afraid you're both brothers. I realize, have taken you from him.”

Ara shook her head in her husband's arms.

“You didn't take me from anyone. I chose you myself, Mas.”

“In fact, you're the only guy I feel most handsome when I was Junior High.”

“I think, in the past my dream height fitting start to feel like to you.”

“I had felt dwarfed because I dared to fall in love with a star.”

“I can only see you from a distance, without daring to try to find attention.”

“In fact, I was willing to constantly be the material of your pranks that are important can deket you.”

“Mas, I fell in love with you first. So don't think you're taking me. My heart was already adrift long before you told me love.”

“I love you, Mas. Very.”

Ara's embrace accompanied by crying was getting more tightly felt by Aro. He did not expect that his wife who seemed to be unyielding love had expressed her deepest feelings.

“I love you more, Ara,” reply Aro with both ends of wet eyes.