With You I Find Love
Episode forty one
A sunny morning was warmly welcomed by the morning and the chirping of birds that alarmed Atayad to return from the beauty of sleeping flowers.
Atayad came out of the blanket with a beaming face. Whether what makes it like that, maybe last night he dreamed of finding his happiness or dreamed of welcoming happiness with Ara.
After stretching out his arms to stretch his stiff muscles, Atayad walked towards the window and opened the curtain.
His eyes narrowed as he looked outside the fence of his house there was a man he did not know, it seemed like the man was waiting for someone. But who he was waiting for, Atayad's feelings did not make any promises let alone this early.
Shortly after that he saw his wife Ara approaching the man. At the instant Atayad's face flushed either feel jealous know the other that clearly only Atayad felt it at that time.
While outside the house Ara is holding back her anger on Rey, the ex-lover who desperately wants to see her. Many times Rey asked Ara for a chance and many times Ara refused.
Ara is still trying to explain to Rey how she is and how she feels right now. Without Ara knowing that Atayad was watching from there with all the feelings known only to him and his Lord.
Rey left there without bringing anything she was fighting for. And Ara had gone back into the house. He was still not aware of Atayad who was still observing him.
Seeing Ara who had returned to the house, Atayad rushed to get to him. The wide steps led him right to the kitchen where Ara was there to prepare breakfast.
Feeling impatient for an explanation Atayad pulled Ara's hand violently but not to the point of just making Ara shocked half to death.
Ara complained as her hand was being pulled suddenly. "Don't you know how to be gentle with women?" said Ara while rubbing her hand.
"Be gentle? Do you think I should do that to a married woman but she dares to meet another man this early? Gotta?" atayad's tone was out of his habit. He sometimes said unpleasant things to hear, but his tone was cold. This morning was very different, besides being rude Atayad also spoke in a high tone and even sounded snapping.
"Do you know Azahra Rasdya Almira how the law is for women who are married but still have relationships with other men? Let alone to hold hands like that, thinking about other men is already a big mistake. You grew up in an environment that upholds religious norms. Do you think it's worth it like that? Or don't you do that behind my back?" Atayad continued to talk without giving Ara a chance to explain what had really happened. Atayad blew everything this morning like a bomb dropped to destroy a city. Atayad spoke with fiery emotions, even his brain was unable to choose what vocabulary was appropriate to say.
In his heart Ara confirmed what Atayad said, though not all were true. What Atayad thought of him was not true. Wanting to interrupt and explain what really happened she felt useless when she saw the turbulent anger from the look in her husband's eyes. All Ara could do right now was just duck down while twisting her sweaty hands.
Atayad took a deep breath after the flames of his anger began to recede. His face was sweaty and his hands were trembling. Atayad pulled up a chair not far from his reach and sat down to his wife.
"I knew we were married because of coercion from our parents. There may be no love between us at all. But I don't think you deserve to do something like that, how they view you" Atayad said.
Hearing what Atayad said, Ara's heart felt sliced by a sharp piasu. But behind it there was also a difficult feeling to describe that surrounded his soul. Especially when he heard the last sentence Atayad said.
Atayad turned to Ara who was still in the same position as before. Tears were still visible on the wife's face, there was a desire in her heart to approach and wipe her. But it did not happen at all because Atayad chose to go from there without wanting to listen to Ara's explanation first.
While in the room Atayad was sitting on the edge of the bed squeezing his hair. He seemed to regret his actions that seemed selfish without thinking about Ara's feelings. But just now he really found it difficult to control his emotions and feelings of jealousy mixed into one suddenly arrived. Love sometimes makes the sane so insane.
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Half an hour had passed since Ara had finished work and arranged breakfast at the dinner table, but there was a sign that Atayad would come down and approach her.
Several times Ara looked up at the stairs, perhaps hoping Atayad would come down and have breakfast together. Again, Ara glanced at the clock that was faithfully attached to the wall and the short clock hand was already pointing at the number seven while her long needle was pointing at the number three and Atayad was still not down as well. What Atayad was angry at him, so thought Ara.
Ara walked closer to the stairs, intending to approach Atayad. One rung of stairs had just been stepped on, before ascending to the next step Ara undoed her intentions.
"He's an adult, of course he knows how he should be" said Ara who again lowered his legs on the ground floor.
The breakfast that Ara had made was left on the dining table. Ara herself chose not to touch him at all. Ara chose to go to the back garden and started watering the flower plants and the others.
Atayad had already cleaned himself up and tidied up his body. Today he chose not to go to work and chose to spend his time inside the house, rather in his room like a virgin who was being bitten. The rich are too free and want too much.
Atayad was seen combing his hair near the window facing the back garden where Ara was there. Atayad clucked at the sight of Ara instead engrossed in the plants and did not care for himself who had not had breakfast.
"So insignificant was I to him" Atayad said, clucking and ruffling his waist with one of his hands still holding a hairbrush. Atayad was still watching Ara who was busy watering flowers while humming ria. Atayad himself was astonished by the expression on Ara's face that could change so quickly. A few hours ago his face was still clouded with tears, now his face was beaming as if nothing had ever happened.
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