
"What are you doing here, Chayra?" dafri asked with a suspicious look. Dafri narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he suspected that Chayra had been in front of his room. And.. It's also possible to hear the chat with Clarissa over the phone earlier.
"No.. No idea - why not." said Chayra quickly and then tried to stand with the pain he still felt.
"Aduuhh.." sizzled Chayra by holding her painful knee. And Dafri also looked at Chayra's knees.
"Why your knees?" ask Dafri again. Chayra was silent, not directly answering Dafri's question. Without waiting for an answer from Chayra, Dafripun squatted down and examined Chayra's knee. The man immediately revealed Chayra's skirt and then saw the knee that turned out to have a blackish red bruise there. It turned out that the impact was so strong that it instantly left a mark.
"This is why it bruises like this?" ask Dafri who is still squatting in front of Chayra. Chayra who felt uncomfortable Dafri who saw the knee and then closed the skirt again.
"So it hit with the urn" Chayra said, pointing to a fairly large urn located near Dafri's room.
"Yes Ampuun Chayra, how could you hit that urn? You must be walking while daydreaming again right? Your habit is yes" Dafri then nagged Chayra. After that, Dafri went straight into his room and looked for something and then came back out.
"This is you applying this ointment to the bruise marks on your knee" Dafri said, offering an ointment to Chayra.
"Yes, thank you Dafri." said Chayra while taking the ointment. And without saying anything else, Chayrapun passed from there with a limped step.
Chayra just went upstairs to her room. The incident just now made him not to eat because he had lost his appetite. Chayra sat on the side of the bed and smeared the ointment Dafri had given her to her bruised knee.
This pain in his knee was nothing like the pain he was in at this time when he recalled Dafri's words about him during the phone call with Clarissa earlier. Actually there is nothing wrong with Dafri's speech, the wrong is her who was too quickly lulled by the kindness given by her foreign husband.
Chayra took a deep breath and then exhaled violently, so she hoped to recover her fragile heart. Chayra did not want to dissolve in the pain she was not supposed to feel. Chayra was determined to no longer be weak with her own feelings. He had agreed from the beginning that he would not take this marriage seriously. And it must be consistent with what he has designed since the beginning.
Moments later, there was a knock from the door outside his room. And followed by the voice of Dafri calling his name, Chayra walked slowly to the door.
"Have you eaten?" dafri asked after Chayra opened the door of her room. Chayra answered with only her head.
"If so, let's eat the same. I'm hungry." take Dafri with me and pull Chayra's hand out of her room. However, Chayra immediately brushed off Dafri's hand holding his hand.
"I'm not hungry, you eat alone, Dafri" Chayra said in a cold tone.
"Seriously not hungry..? You've cooked that much I can't eat alone." said Dafri again.
"You need to eat the rice Chayra first because after that you eat painkillers for your bruised knee." continued Dafri again and then again pulled Chayra's hand to get out of his room and inevitably Chayrapun resigned to follow Dafri down.
They eat in silence. Dafri seemed to enjoy his dinner so much, he ate so voraciously. Either because it is hungry or because Chayra cuisine is delicious. Chayra has no desire to eat. He only ate a little rice and did not even touch at all the various side dishes that had been neatly arranged at his dinner table.
"Why are you, Chayra?" suddenly Dafri asked because he might feel a change in Chayra's attitude that had been silent since.
"You don't lie, Chayra. I-i know.. You heard me call with Clarissa, right?" guess Dafri. Chayra was silent again and did not intend to answer.
"Chayra, I'm sorry if the words I heard earlier offended you" Dafri said guiltily.
"Because I didn't mean to offend you actually. And.. I also said what I should have said to Clarissa." explained Dafri by continuing his words. While Chayra still chose to be quiet and let Dafri continue to provide explanations.
"It is true that Clarissa has told me to pay more attention to you, to care more about you in terms of your clothes and other needs. Because Clarissa knows I'm a bitch, Chayra. That's why he told me to do it." continued Dafri again.
"Different to Clarissa who has a broad heart and is so very concerned with others. He always asks you the news, I also sometimes wonder with him who is not even a little jealous and suspicious of us. Because of his trust that makes me more dear to him" said Dafri who this time even praised his lover.
"Dafri." said Chayra who finally let out a voice as well. Somehow he did not want to let Dafri continue - continued to issue words of praise for Clarissa.
"I understand very well, Dafri. I'm not offended, I'm very grateful to Clarissa. You say thank you to him yes" said Chayra and this time with a big smile and also with his heart made as sincere as possible..
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Next day..
It was still early in the morning but Dafri had knocked on Chayra's door and called her name. Chayra was dressed and opened the door to her room.
"Chayra, you get me to the airport now!" dafri's orders arrived - arriving which of course made Chayra's face confused and full of question marks.
"Get to the airport?" ask Chayra.
"Nantik you know for yourself" answered Dafri and pulled Chayra's hand down.
A few moments later, they were already in the car and seconds later the car drove to the airport.
In the car, Chayra noticed Dafri's slightly tense face. The man returned again to his initial nature of not talking much, but last night he spoke at length to the Chayra.
A few minutes later, they reached the airport. Dafri got out of the car in a hurry and without waiting for Chayra he ran into the airport. Chayra then rushed to follow Dafri from behind.
However, Chayra's footsteps stopped instantly as her eyes caught a beautiful and graceful woman who was being approached by her husband. And after being near the woman, Dafri hugged her tightly. Chayra could only be stunned with a sense that was hard to describe in her heart at this moment...
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SERIATE...