What's My Wrong

Eps. 55

Arif continued to notice the pale face of his wife who seemed to be sleeping soundly on his lap

“why force yourself to go home if it still hurts” his inner

Radit who looks to be focusing on driving occasionally glances at the couple, well at this time he also feels very awkward being in one car with Rara even though Rara is seen asleep, he said, likewise with wisdom that usually always invites him to talk, but this time the atmosphere is so different, after the debate between wisdom and rara, there is no more chatter during the trip, it is strange he thought.

Upon his arrival in the courtyard of the house, Wisif was about to carry his wife's body, but when he wanted to lift it, his wife suddenly woke up

“i can walk by myself” said Rara while holding her right arm that feels a little bit pained

“let me carry you, you must not move much, your wounds are still alkaline” said the stern wiser who did not heed his wife's words, quickly and carefully he carried and brought his wife, with a reflex left hand rara draped around the neck of arif

Rara wanted to refuse however, she really did not have the energy to rebel anymore, it felt her body was really tired, she was not strong if she had to walk, she was very forced to let her husband carry

his body. But there are things that make Rara feel strange

“iii.iini is not in the direction of my room, why am I brought here?”  rara asked, there was a hint of fear and panic lingering on her

“indeed where else if not to my room” said arif relaxed

“please put me down, I don't want, your room is not suitable for me” rara tried to rebel when they have arrived in front of the room arif, arif who heard the words of his wife was a little upset, he said, he violently opened the door of his room with his one hand still carrying Rara, though his wife pleaded to be put down and tried to rebel.

Arif put his wife's body carefully, this was the second time Rara was in her husband's room

“what do you want a room like? Isn't this room already very nice” said arif, after putting his wife's body on the bed

Rara tried to move her body to turn her back to her husband, who continued to direct a gaze that she could not read against him

“just because this room is very good, making me not worthy to be here let alone occupy it” said Rara, her voice sounded soft and sad, immediately the clear circle fell on her eye patch

Throat wisdom felt choked to hear the expression of his wife, he felt guilty

“not so mean...” Wisdom speech was cut off, because suddenly the door of his room was open, seen both his parents and his brother Fahri approached him and also his wife who was seen lying behind him

“rara is resting, we should not disturb him first” said arif suddenly

“fahri feels so too, we should go out, father and mother must also be tired, you should rest first” fahri said while stretching his muscles

“in that case, you stay here take good care of your wife, your mother and father and brother will rest below, if there is anything you need, call mother” said mother arif, he stroked the head of his son, smiling at him.

“you also rest, son, you must be very tired” said father arif while patting his son's shoulder softly, which was nodded by arif.

Because her eyes were slightly swollen, Rara was forced to pretend to be asleep, she did not want her husband's family to ask about what happened to her, until finally it did not take long she really fell asleep, maybe also because it is caused by the condition of his body that is very tired

While arif, after closing the door of his room he was about to rest, but his steps he paused, he decided to take a bath first to clean his body

After cleaning his body and wearing a typical home-based casual clothes, Wisif ventured to lay his body beside his wife who seemed to have fallen asleep, he faced his wife and examined the core after core of his face, his outstretched hand stroking his wife's cheek gently, but at once the eye of discernment focused on the wound incision slightly wide at the neck of the level of his wife's white.

“ini must be very sick” he said softly, every time considering the events of that time, his heart felt very sick, arif felt very guilty and sorry and scared simultaneously, he hoped that such an event would not happen again.

Arif was ceaselessly looking at his wife until his face was closer to the face of his wife, a kiss he landed on the pale lips of his wife who looks tempting according to him

"what am I doing" he murmured involuntarily

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