
Atayad sent a message that he would be late for home. Reading the message from the husband did not make Ara worried about how to go home. He was used to being independent even before marriage.
Until Ara's house did what she was obliged to do as a wife. Indeed the wife is not a maid but let's just say what Ara does is the way she plucks the coffers of reward. Don't we know which charity will weigh the scales, right?
"What are you doing today?" Ara looked through the contents of the refrigerator "This cooking only seems like. May Mas Atayad not vomit, "chuckles Ara while shutting back the refrigerator door.
Fifteen minutes later what was cooked by Ara could already be served. She glanced at the wall clock and she just remembered that her husband was going home late. "Good God, he came home late. The effect of love makes me forget often,"
Finished cooking he went up to the room. Thought Ara she had to take a bath, it is not nice to welcome the pujaan heart with the body odor onion.
Ara's steps back a few steps. He was still curious about the door of the room that was always tightly closed. What's in there and what Atayad's hiding.
The always-closed room door was more attractive making Ara forget the original purpose. Bathing.
Armed with a few spare keys he was desperate to find out what was hidden by his Mas Atayad. The first key failed, he tried again until some other key.
"I don't think I should know what's in there. Just look at the universe doesn't seem to support it" complained Ara.
The remaining two keys he had not tried. She glanced at the wall clock and hoped her husband would really be late. He did not want Ataya to get angry just because he caught him opening the door of this room.
Opened means she does not believe in the husband, not opened she undermined curiosity. "Alright we just open it," continued Ara after a long fondling between continued open and not.
The door lock fits and can be opened. Ara's heart beat started to beat faster than when she ran. This will determine Atayad's assessment of him later. She could have been stamped as a bad wife.
"Pooch. Bissgillah." Handle door starts rolling. Foolish Ara said she was curious but she opened the door with her eyes closed.
"Mom!" The sound made Ara flabbergasted.
He had not yet seen the contents inside, Atayad was already standing right behind. Ara's heart rate is working faster. "What am I supposed to say? Basic catapult just took almost an hour." Ara curses in the heart.
"Eh, my dear." Ara's tongue was muddy with your mind that suddenly did not function. Usually he is smart but once again shows his stupidity.
Ara's gaze met the sharp highlight of Atayad. Whether he's angry or not, but his eyes are always like that.
"I've said no. Don't find out something that'll make your heart hurt Ara." Atayad pulled back the door that had looked a little and locked it.
"Mas, I just want to know what you're hiding in there."
"I've said no then not Ara." Atayad turned over and left Ara.
"Does it contain memories of your time? Are those memories still enthroned in your heart?" The question from Ara stopped Atayad.
"Don't you trust me after I give myself up to you?" ara continued with tears that began to wet her cheeks.
There was a regret that intrigued Atayad when he saw the woman he had taken her purity was shedding tears. But the anger that Ara almost opened the room made him reluctant to approach Ara. According to Atayad Ara has not fully accepted himself.
"I know you married me because you had to but don't want to share it with me."
"Ara stop!" Atayad immediately approached Ara who was flooded with tears. He can't bear to see that.
"You believe me, don't you?" atayad asked after Ara calmed down a bit. "I'll tell you when the time is right. I ask you to be patient." continued Atayad while removing the remaining tears on the wife's cheek.
"Mas accuses me of being impatient?" A woman is like that and is angry even if she is wrong.
"Not, but ..."
Ara looked at the husband's face despite having to look up a little. "But what?" still not patient.
"The feeling of wanting to know is so great" Kekeh Atayad. The man sniffed Ara's body to shift Ara's focus. "You've finished your spice bath?"
"Want to take a shower?"
"No," refused Ara. She immediately left her husband in shame. Ara cursed her overly curious self until she forgot to greet her husband with a fragrant body.
"Women are angry." Atayad shook his head and followed his wife. Ara was wrong but she was angry too.
"Dear." Atayad knocked on the bathroom door hoping that his wife would open the door. It is undeniable since he knows it feels like fusing together he always wants to repeat again and again.
The bathroom door opened after no more water. Ara came out with a body wrapped in a towel. "Say I am the one who can't wait for you, too" Ara said. "Bathrooms aren't just here."
One word from Atayad then a thousand words from Ara.
"You want to continue this morning delayed." Atayad clapped behind the ear.
"No, I'm cape."
"Aren't you the same as him?" Atayad glanced at the bottom there. "From the morning he honors me upright." Atayad put on a face but instead looked adorable. Because the cold expression more often the man showed.
Ara instead took clothes and was lightning fast and cursed him because the clothes covering a certain part of Ara had been wearing since from the bathroom. Make Atayad take a deep breath. "Apaan really wear looks to that all. Doesn't fit the age."
Anxious with Ara's behavior with his enduring anger, Ayatad hugged Ara from behind as the body was already sitting in front of the dressing table. "Mas" cried Ara.
"Reluctantly angry. He made that promise."
"Which one?" Not pretending to forget, but actually forgetting.
"The one in the car" Atayad said, making the hue on Ara's face appear again.
Atayad's hand has moved automatically looking for a point that wants to be touched. Before long Ara prevented the hand.
From the reflection of the mirror Ara can see Atayad raise one eyebrow a question mark. "Go take a shower!" Ara's words sounded soft like nothing else.
"Madein!" atayad whinek.
Ara chuckled softly, "is it really a baby?"
"Yes a big baby who wants to drink milk from its source" Atayad teased again.
Can't stand being teased Ara to return the body and push her husband into the bathroom. "Mandy!"
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.Hi I forgot that this novel is not finished yet 😂 so I intend to re-touch it after being in a coma for so long. Good luck reading and get a salary.