Trapped in Love Lecturer Idiot

Must Be Honest

That morning, as usual Ilham did activities to work. It prepares all the necessities for it to work.

He stood in front of the mirror, putting a tie around his neck. Ara could only look at Ilham from behind, without being able to wear a tie like she used to.

Knowing Ara who was standing behind him, Ilham stopped his activity, and looked at Ara from the mirror.

Ara looked very sad, even Ara seemed to want to cry. Seeing It makes Inspiration not at all heart. Although there was still a sense of annoyance in the heart of Inspiration, but he loved Ara very much.

"Huft ...."

Ilham let out a long sigh, trying to suppress his ego. He immediately turned around, and gently hugged Ara, making Ara hold her tightly with a broken cry.

They are joined in a warm embrace. Last night did not talk to Ilham, making Ara very upset. Ara can't be like that for much longer.

Ilham hugged Ara very tightly, feeling guilty about what he did to his wife. In fact, Ilham was not angry at Ara at all. Inspiration is just not in the mood to hear Morgan's remarks yesterday. That is what makes Ilham lazy to talk.

"I'm sorry" murmured Ara with a broken cry, causing Ilham to kiss the top of Ara's hair.

"Dear, you're not wrong, really. I was wrong because I was silent with you. I'm sorry, huh?" ilham said, making Ara nod small because of it.

For a moment they hugged each other, melting all the flavors. Inspiration stretched out her embrace, then gently kissed Ara's lips, making Ara stop her crying for a moment.

Inspiration looked at Ara very fixedly, making Ara completely stop her crying.

"Well, don't cry anymore," said Ilham who then brought his face closer to Ara's ear, "if you cry, caught ugly," added Ilham, making Ara reflex hit Ilham's chest quite hard.

"Ow ..," muttered Ilham who was a little in pain with Ara's punch.

Inspiration smiled towards that sulking Ara. Inspiration touched Ara's cheeks gently.

"My wife is always beautiful, really," said Ilham, making Ara blush to hear it.

Inspiration accidentally saw the shirt he was wearing, which turned out to be wet due to Ara's tears. In addition to tears, there also turned out to be mucus from Ara's nose, making Ilham look towards Ara.

Knowing the clothes of Ilham who was exposed to his slime, Ara could only grin at him.

Ilham shook his head, immediately took off his shirt and replaced it with a new shirt. Luckily Ilham did not wear a suit yet, so he did not need to change a new suit.

After he finished changing his clothes, Ilham immediately looked at Ara's face.

"I went to work first, yeah. If there is him, call me right away" said Ilham, making Ara nod small.

Inspiration gently stroked the top of Ara's head, then immediately left Ara there.

...***...

Inspiration simply cannot stop thinking about Morgan's problem. He could only think in his room. He was not in the mood at all, not as usual.

Inspiration looked at the necklace of Ara in front of him, while expressing all the irritation of his heart.

"That child is my son!" muttered Ilham lirih, making himself even more upset when remembering Morgan's words with Ara yesterday.

"What ... do I have to tell Morgan the truth, so he doesn't bother me and Ara anymore?" murmured Inspiration, wondering with the circumstances.

Inspiration thinks for a moment, because it is very confused with the circumstances. Too much consideration in the mind of Inspiration, making him very confused with the path he will take later.

Inspiration kept the necklace, then took his cell phone, and immediately called someone. Waiting for the phone to connect.

Phone connected.

"Hello."

"It's me, Ilham. Can I meet you at lunchtime?"

...***...

Ilham had gone home, parked the car neatly, then immediately closed the gate of his house.

Ilham stepped very happily towards the room, to meet his wife in her room.

Inspiration runs fast, because he misses his wife too much. Inspiration also opened the room door.

"Darling-"

Inspiration stopped, because he looked at Ara who was at his desk. In Ara's hand, he held a plastic containing drugs that Ilham always drank, making Ilham delicately to do so.

Ara looked at Ilham with tears that had poured from the fertilizer, making Ilham shocked half to death about Ara who already knew the medicine she always consumed.

"Ra ..," called Ilham lirih, who immediately hugged Ara.

Having known the secret of Inspiration, Ara was reluctant to be embraced by Ilham.

"Please!!" ara shouted as strongly as she could, while trying to let go of Ilham's tight embrace.

Inspiration did not listen to Ara, and instead tightened his embrace on Ara.

"Dear, you-"

"Why can you hide this from me? Why, Brother?" ara shouted hysterically, while trying to escape from Inspiration.

However, Ara's efforts were in vain. His stomach was already getting bigger, making it difficult to move, and could only move a little from his body.

Inspiration could not help his sadness, because he felt he had done wrong to Ara.

"Sorry ak-"

"Why didn't you tell me from the beginning, anyway?" prune Ara, make Ilham more sad.

Ara's cry broke out, because all this time she felt that Inspiration had hidden something very important, concerning her. Ara felt very lied to, making herself unable to accept what Inspiration did to her.

"What pain does he have?" asked Ara cynically, making Ilham speechless to hear it.

Inspiration hugged Ara even more tightly, making Ara become very upset with her.

"Why, always be closed, always a lie!" snapped Ara with a very loud cry, making Ilham become confused what to look like.

"Dear, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"Do you want to have the same fate as Reza?" prune Ara, make Ilham speechless to hear it.

Inspiration did not think of getting there, even though he knew the matter regarding Reza and Ara.

"The heart is coronary and already ferocious," murmured Ilham, making Ara glare in shock at the sudden revelation of Inspiration.

His cries broke for a moment, making Ilham powerless to endure his sorrow as well. As a husband, Ilham had failed to speak openly with his wife. Illness that has been a dull inspiration, and always makes his chest pain and also difficulty breathing.

All of this he was quiet, just so that those he loved would not pity him too much. Inspiration does not like to be pitied. He kept everything close, until no one knew it, not even his father.

Ilham hugged Ara very tightly, "I'm sorry," murmured Ilham, but Ara could not say anything.

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