With You I Find Love

Episode thirty nine

The weather has not changed since. Ara who was resting in her room sat while looking at the rain that was racing to shape the earth.

After going through a day he thought was good enough with Atayad, he somehow felt like a madman. He was amazed at himself who preferred to look at the glass and smile at himself as several scenes with Atayad ventured into his mind.

Like this afternoon, although the clouds look still reluctant to give the sky a chance to clear and the sun is still at home hiding behind it, different 180° with what Ara feels today.

The taste that was considered before is a pseudo-feel, now more and more clearly visible. Every second his taste is always overgrown with the scent of flowers scattered in every corner of his heart niche.

Atayad, Atayad, and Atayad are names that he always remembers from a few days ago. Too engrossed to look at the raindrops accompanied by all her delusions Ara was unaware of the presence of someone there who was looking at her as well.

Ara closed her eyes for a moment to permeate every shadow about her figure accompanied by a caress of cold air that touched her skin. When opening his eyes Ara was surprised by the person in his shadow earlier and now the shadow was standing against the door with his arms crossed.

Ara rubbed her eyes a few times and opened them wide to confirm what she was seeing. It could be that it was just because he was carried away by a delusion, he thought.

"Until when are you gonna see me like that? You think I'm a ghost" Atayad said.

Hearing that voice Ara was really getting shocked, her lips opened without a sound. "Why could that be, I just thought about it without asking God to come. God is so good to me" he said.

Ara got up from her seat and approached Atayad who was still resting on the door. Maybe the door was more attractive for him to be a leaning place.

After his steps stopped right in front of Atayad, Ara immediately pinched Atayad's hand to make sure again if he was still sane and what was in front of him was really real.

"Awwwww" cried Atayad when his sturdy arm like three-wheel cement was getting a small but felt pinch.

After pinching Atayad's arm and hearing Atayad screaming in shock Ara immediately laughed loosely. "It turns out to be true, thank God I'm still sane. I thought I was crazy" said Ara, followed by laughter.

Atayad breezed though without orders, acting like he was the owner. Ara followed Atayad and he acted like a subordinate following the superior.

Ara frowned when she saw Atayad start to sit back while he was still standing. "I feel like the owner, but why did you sit first?" said Ara slightly irritated when she realized her stupidity.

"Women's mouth is always chatty. Not sitting?" he said while raising one foot on the other. Footcloth. Atayad spread his gaze at every corner of the room.

"What brought you here?" Ara asked who was sitting on the same sofa as Atayad. Showing feelings in front of the person immediately still feels impossible for both. They are still equally strong to hold prestige.

Atayad raised his left eyebrow with one end of his lips that also warmed. "So I had a meeting with a client around here. Yeah I actually had to stop by because I feel sorry for you"

"Pity?"

"Yes"

"What do you think I am that I am considered a role model to be pitied?"

Atayad shifted his position and his hand he put on Ara's shoulder. "You're married and I've never visited you while you were at work. Yes so today I took the time to come here so you wouldn't be seen as an unregarded wife"

Ara's reply managed to make Atayad shut up and look at her. "I forgot if he had a lover" Atayad said in his heart, there was a slight disappointment as he said the word even if it was only in his heart.

"Have you had lunch? If not let's have lunch together, even if you're not waiting for someone" said Atayad to temporarily eliminate his disappointment.

After Ara answered, they then went to lunch together at a restaurant not far from Ara's shop. The atmosphere was warm again as Ara gave some ridicule to Atayad. This is called finding love together.

There is no awkward feeling at all that they even look very romantic. Atayad finished his meal first, a moment later he was made to look at the face of Ara who was devouring his lunch.

"Holden Atayad, don't you want to be sick a second time. Wait and let the time show the truth. Don't expect too much not necessarily he has the same feelings when with you" Atayad's mind reminds his heart that is very fragile if it is contaminated by the name of love.

Ever felt the bitterness of the wound when the love he gave avenged a betrayal, Atayad tried to keep his heart so as not to be easily swayed by any love. But this time Ara really made the fortress of his heart almost broken. Fortunately, his common sense is still in his sanity.

"You've been looking at me like that ever since, would you like to try it" Tawar Ara who was enjoying dessert.

Atayad shook his head in denial. For him to look at Ara is much more interesting than having to taste the food offered to him.

"Why does he always look at me like that?" Ask Ara in her heart.

The lunch along with the soul-stirring seasoning was now finished. Atayad and Ara return to Ara's shop. "Hey why are you still here, aren't you worried that your company will go bankrupt if you're lazy"

"I'm the boss" Atayad said lightly as he again landed his body on the sofa.

Ara glared as the sentence containing the element of arrogance came back from Atayad's mouth. After taking a deep breath Ara spoke again. "I'm not as rich as you are, and I have to get back to work, so I can't accompany you if you still want to be here. This place always makes anyone feel comfortable" said Ara while out of her room to help her employees serve chat from her customers.

The door of Ara's room closed again and Atayad was still stunned since he heard the word Anyone mentioned by his wife.

Atayad stood up and paced back and forth in the room. His heart pushed for Atayad to reveal his heart, on the other hand his mind again reminded him of how painful the wounds inflicted by love.

"Do I have to tell her this? Don't don't be too fast" Atayad said, gritting one of his fingers.

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.The next Dichapter will Atayad confess his feelings?