The Sky for Ara

Full Days of Drama

The news of Ara's pregnancy is certainly the happiness of the whole family. No exception Akhza, he was very concerned with Aro in order to better understand the condition of Ara at a young age of pregnancy.

"Inget, play less!" akhza's message that night was to visit Aro's house only to deliver sweet arum, magical grandmother hair if said Ara.

There is a lot of drama when having to fight for the sweet arum with Tala which ends with a fight between the two.

"The things that always want to know first," whispered Aro made Akhza turn the eyeball, annoyed.

"Gi la lu!" akhza said as he quickly got on the bike to go home soon from continuing to hear the unfortunate chatter of his twin.

Aro immediately returned to the house after Akhza left. He did not expect if the twin was willing to go to Pocin to buy sweet arum hair grandma who Ara was craving.

In the room with Fenti, Ara was eating her sweet arum. He can only eat sweet things. Can't eat any more fried rice.

"Karesel Teteh mah wait for you continue," complained Fenti who returned Aro asked to go to his house to accompany Ara.

"Tea, I'm mah scented not like soang and duck Teteh. Can't do that to me," said Ara with her mouth twitching sweet arum.

"You're hard, weird to keep asking. Kumaha anyway?" ketus Fenti, even though he already considers Ara like his own sister.

"Who wants his grandpa, not me." Ara rubbed her stomach which began to look slightly distended at 8 weeks of pregnancy.

"Didn't go to the clinic first huh, Kasian Ceya alone." Fenti pampit after a day of accompanying Ara who was more spoiled.

"Yes Tea is okay to go back to the clinic, let me take care of the princess." Aro who had just entered the room followed Fenti's words.

"Well, came the pawangna," as usual Fenti moved and then left.

Aro who was holding a laptop crawled onto the mattress and positioned himself on his stomach beside Ara who was lying on his side.

"I don't like ah bring that laptop," complained Ara while closing the new laptop Aro open. "Don't take care of my front job," continued Ara put on a face scowling annoyed.

"Awhile, huh?" pinta Aro reopens her laptop. "Let's say you, all day long story, but there is no me. What ghibah is Fenti Tea?"

Since two weeks ago his laptop was there to restore, only yesterday afternoon Aro opened it again. Nothing has changed. Until that second, Aro has not managed to uncover who and what is the motive of Ara's captivity? If Davina wasn't the one.

"Kok diem, or do you want me to tell you a story?" aro's proposal made Ara nod.

"Campus, my time must be told today Ayuni bring her friends to the outlet," Aro's inner.

Last afternoon Ayuni came with five friends of the artist who is also an old friend of Aro. Aro thought for a moment, looking for the right vocabulary to convey his story

"So afternoon there was Ayuni same Mas cement-men ya to the outlet?" guess Ara while sliding the laptop with her head so that now the position of her face is right under Aro.

In Aro's eyes, Ara looked more beautiful with her cheeks added. The woman although rarely eat rice, but always try to force themselves to continue to consume carbohydrates in the form of potatoes or sweet potatoes.

"Yes, right?" press Ara while touching the tip of Aro's nose. "So Teh Fenti called Omar Pas Mas again chatting with Mas's friends," continued Ara while her index finger along the thick eyebrow line owned by her husband.

Ara laughed, "No need to strain her face." Ara's soft palms rubbed Aro's face. "I'm sure my husband isn't weird. Sure, because if the macem-macem he is afraid of the same CCTV that most can not be doubted, namely God."

"Sir, ngajak play this anyway." Aro touched a glimpse of his wife's face, but did not continue it because his heart was still gambled with the mystery of Ara's captivity.

The man prefers to pull his wife into a hug and tell her to sleep, while she still struggles to think about the crimes that had occurred in her home.

Like pregnant women in general, Ara experienced morning sickness full of drama. Starting from the aroma of soap that will make it emotional, bath soap, dish soap, what else is detergent for washing clothes. Being an enemy to Ara. Even the mint aroma of the shampoo that her husband often uses is now no longer attractive.

His work practice schedule was also changed to 09:00 to 12:00 for the morning. For the afternoon to be 14:00 until 17:00. Hopefully after passing the first quarter, Ara's condition can be better as soon as Ara thinks.

The gurgling sound of water from the bathroom made Ara who was still asleep that morning finally blinked her eyes. Plus the ringing sound of Aro's phone lying right beside his head.

Ayuni's calling

Ara squinted her eyes, her brows furrowed reading the name on the phone screen.

Ayuni's calling

Ara sighed, what did Ayuni call her husband? He did not dare to answer the call.

The phone stopped ringing along with Aro's exit from the bathroom. The man did not quickly approach Ara. Choose to go to the dressing table to dry her hair with a hair dryer.

Aro's phone rang again, Ara pretended to be asleep. Cultivate annoyance in mind. Aro himself did not hear that his phone was ringing, his attention was distracted by the noise of the hair dryer.

Ayuni's calling

Ara growled, he who was originally lying on his side changed into a stomach. Aro will usually be angry, but what is wrong when lying on his stomach? Content is still young, so thought Ara.

"Eh, Ara .. Why sleep?" Aro immediately got on the bed.

Aro's phone is still ringing.

Ayuni's calling

Aro tilted a smile, he knew what the reason his wife was sulking. Calling things from Ayuni apparently.

"Ra, I answered Ayuni's call, huh?"

Ara did not answer.

"I'm loud speaker, nih."

Ara still did not reply, making Aro kiss her back neck and letting Ayuni's voice across there shout calling her name.

"Aro, isn't elo?"

"Ayuni screamed tuh," Aro's tease kissed Ara's ear.

"Aro, bang to. Answer me!"

"Jawab, Mom. Poor thing," sighs Ara.

Aro smiles winning. "Turn back dong kamunya, pity dedek."

Ara according to, she lay on her side with her eyes still closed. Embarrassed.

"Why Ayuni? you're bothering me. Again, this." Aro smiled at his wife who pinched her husband's stomach.

"Sick dong," he whispered to Ara.

"Eh gi la, it's morning!"

"Buruan ... What's the hunt?" Aro spoke while kissing the niche of his wife's neck.

"Big, uh!" sigh Ara felt keelian.

"What time does it open, Ar? I want to take my brother for treatment."

"Just a minute, my wife's got some clothes on." Aro glanced at Ara with a smile making Ara glare at him.

"What time, honey?" Back touching her face, this time Ara did not refuse.

The two of them did not care about Ayuni's call, but on the other side she was busy calming a girl in pain.

"Mas, that's it!" Ara brushed off the hand of her husband who was about to sneak into the back of her shirt.

"It came at 10 sayain," said Ara while sweeping her lips with the back of her hand, it even made Aro touch it again. Makes Ara's lips wet.

"Don't like to be glued, it's not polite!" his protest pretended to be angry made Ara anxious and kissed Aro's face.

"At 10, no less, no more." Aro confirmed to Ayuni.

"Share lock yes, Ar. I come at that hour." Ayuni then turned off her call.

"Keep yuk!" Aro re-explores the niche of his wife's neck.

"You took a shower, you know!" Ara reminded.

"Living a bath," answered Aro deeper and deeper into his face and on Ara's neck made the woman close her eyes.

Both of them enjoy the sensation of beautiful scenery in themselves that fosters the desire to explore the beautiful valley simultaneously. Give each other warmth in a soft touch nan cradle. Spur heart rate pumping faster. The roar of breath that hunts each other, when it re-unites the face.

"Breath, dear," whispered Aro increasingly makes Ara feel in the valley of beauty that makes her always opium to be there. Don't want it to end. Definition of the real heaven world.

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At exactly 10 o'clock, Ayuni with the wide-hijab girl whom she said was her sister coming. A beautiful girl who looks pale even though her eyes look sunken with black curls that coiled framing her net.

"Aro to the outlet, Ra?" Swing around looking for Aro's whereabouts.

"You're meeting customers he said, so I'm off to go." Ara smiled kindly as she looked at the face of the girl named Azla who was sitting next to Ayuni who always looked beautiful.

Ayuni's long hair is beautifully severed. By wearing a long-sleeved mustard dress that perfectly wraps his slender body. Ayuni always looks perfect. Closed, but still impressed sexy with beautiful gestures. Mesmerizing.

After hearing the girl's complaint, Ara slightly furrowed her brows. She was 18 years old and had no husband. Ara told Azla to lie down, she examined the girl's lower abdomen.

"It hurts, sister," Azla complained.

Ara shook her head, her heart throbbing pain over what Azla was going through. Ara advises Ayuni to take her sister to the hospital or obstetrician for USG.

"I can't say why, only did Azla miscarry?" tanya Ara made Ayuni's face turn worried.

"I came here on purpose so no one knows about this," I'm nervous.

"To the hospital where my brother works, all right." Ara gave advice.

"Peace Azla, I can't help much." Ara persuaded and Ayuni agreed.

"I'll call Mas Ar to call Abang Za, so you'll be with Azla straight to the hospital."

Ara did not dare to contact Akhza directly because her husband must have nagged. In fact, there was no Akhza contact on Ara's phone.

As for Ayuni and her sister, Ara's mind was filled with questions. Curious about what the girl had actually experienced?

As his attention was still fixed on Ayuni's car that began to disappear, the faint sound of news on television distracted Ara.

"Suspected to have a heart attack, a resident woman of the prison .. died last night."

"Women who are former RA initials artists who were detained because of drug abuse cases have now been taken to the funeral home in Jaksel area."

Ara rounded her eyes to see Rea's face adorn the glass screen. "Innallillahi wainnailaihi raji. Rea," Ara's grunts then make a call to her husband.

Ara certainly felt shock, even though Rea had never been unkind to her. The news of Rea's passing adorned the glass screen all day.

"Rea must not be the mastermind behind Ara's captivity," murmured Aro who had accused Rea of the calamity that happened to Ara.

Aro had refused when Ara asked him to step down, but in the end still lost. Along with Omar and Akhza, they came to the funeral home.

There were many other artists coming. Vishnu and Davina were seen among the many mourners.

A bayah woman who was Rea's mother, wept wailing in front of the ready-to-be-buried corpse.

"Bang, don't get too excited at night, yeah," Omar teased Akhza on his way home.

"Mar .. come on, take dyingetin. Later brother kepengen again," timpal Aro who sat in the back seat with Ara who slept soundly on his lap.

"Don't be kidding mulu!" akhza Sentak.

"Think who's behind Ara's captivity. Don't let it fail again. If it wasn't Davina, and Rea's now dead, who are you suspicious of?" firmly Akhza makes Aro back huffed.

While Omar began to feel bad because it must be the most bothered person.

Aro looked at the face of his wife who was asleep, even though Ara was sincere about the incident secretly Aro still find out who the mastermind is.

The more days of nausea vomiting Ara began to decrease even though it did not completely disappear. The woman now began to have desires that sometimes made her husband shake.

"Yes already if you don't want me to be able to oergi with Teh Fenti," whined Ara when Aro refused him to piggyback the woman around the botanical garden with a motorbike.

"Udah follow," whispered Fenti at the time.

Ara's desire was not there, the following days Ara even asked for a walk using a motorbike at night.

"I want to eat the fountain hammer," whined Ara but only two pieces he ate.

"The painting is not good now, you eat." Wiped the bite marks into Aro's mouth.

"Suddenly I was horrified to see the crab. I see you," said Ara while propping up her chin just watching Aro.

Omar and Fenti laughed in satisfaction when they saw Aro spending the crab alone.

"Tea is full too" argued Fenti when Aro offered her

"Gue is allergic to crabs" Omar said as Aro's eyes glared at him.

Aro's investigation into the captivity case became neglected due to managing Ara's time-consuming wishes. Omar himself forgot because he alone takes care of the outlet. Akhza who began to be busy with his studies and work also no longer reminded Aro much.

Plus the content of Ara that has entered the 4th month, making Aro more focused on preparing a four-monthly celebration event rather than investigating the perpetrators of crimes against Ara that seemed to have no bright spot. Moreover, there are no signs of evil that will hit back, Aro just calm down.

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