AL-THAR
#51. Handsomest

Three days ago Mira became ill. Right after the day when the wedding ceremony was held at the house of the mother. Not a severe pain, just typhoid or typhoid, which makes his body feel weak.

The first day he spent in the care of his mother's house, but the second and third days he followed Athar to return to their home.

Mira felt shaken by something she saw that day. A large package that turned out to contain a white teddy bear with a large size as well, but in terrible conditions and covered in blood. The smell of carnation instantly dissipates into Mira's sense of smell. Coupled with bad memories of the tragedy of Shelia some time ago made Mira limp instantly.

With a tremble, he immediately wrapped the box tightly coupled with a spray of fragrant oil. Then he told bi Nani to throw it away. When the housekeeper asked, Mira was unable to tell the truth.

Since that incident, the condition of Mira's body immediately dropped. He was helpless when he could not get out of bed.

What about Athar?

Obviously her husband was very worried about her condition. Even the man's anger because Ryo at that time had disappeared immediately after finding Mira who was in an unhealthy state. Athar was too worried to continue his anger. Soon he called his doctor to come check on Mira.

One thing is certain, Mira has not been able to tell anyone including Athar, the terrible package he received. Mira was too shocked and scared, so she could not tell him.

Athar was just getting ready to go out for an important meeting, when Mira withdrew her hand.

"Abang .." said Mira slowly. These three days Mira was only struggling on the bed because her body was still limp. He would just go to the bathroom, or to walk for a while out of boredom.

"Why?" Athar put his phone in his pocket. Then Mira approached by sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Don't make it so ..."

"Huh?"

"Jelekin a little face Brother, let me not worry."

Athar put the back of his hand on Mira's forehead. "Mending you rest. .. sleep."

"I'm still aware of what to say just now, Bang," concluded Mira while pulling a little bangs Athar's hair that has been neatly arranged by the pomade.

ah shit, it's been scrambled also keep handsome.how dong?

"Why are you?" athar Protest. "I've done my hair."

"Abang can not go down the level of good looks like that? It's never a sin, Bang. In fact, if you're a little ugly, I'm calm."

Athar looked at Mira flat with a slight frown on his forehead. Then he sighed. "Why indeed?"

"Age now that, cogan anywhere can be recorded the same anyone. They asked for a soul mate through tiktok. Later if you have to record the girls who are out there, how? I don't want to. That's why Abang lessin handsome. Ugly a little,"

"So if my hair is messy already look ugly?"

Mira shook her head. "Belooom ... Brother is still handsome ...."

Athar smiled at her sweet smile.

"But I'm no longer muji Abang loh. Seriously, I don't want you to be targeted by other girls' cameras" Mira said.

"What do I do, Al? was I wrong to be born handsome? it's wrong I make girls' eyes on the eye?"

Mira's getting smaller. He almost froze when Athar dyed his head fondly. "Udah, you don't have to think macem. Mending you rest. Let it heal quickly, so we can exercise again at night. Okay?"

Athar got up and actually set off for a meeting outside.

...• • •...

"Hallo,"

"Hey, Mir."

Mira kept her phone away from her ear, and she confirmed whose voice was there. Because he just picked up the phone without seeing the name of the caller first. Because Mira had closed her eyes and intended to go back to sleep after taking the medicine.

"Yes, Yo? What's up?"

Mira can't lie if she's worried right now. It is true that Athar had left twenty minutes ago, but. Yes even though their room is a room as well as a privacy floor where not just anyone can set foot.

Mira only if she needs the help of bi Lilis then she has a special phone so that the housekeeper can help her in any case.

"It's been four days since that beach, Mir. Why don't you call me?"

"Call why, Yo?"

Sounds slow in sebrang. "Aren't you worried about me? I hit him the most."

"Hm" Mira doesn't know what to answer. He was a little worried, and he felt it was natural. But, it would not be good if he really showed his concern to Ryo, considering the problem is already great because of his mistake with his best friend. "Are you all right?"

"Well, not too good. Thankfully, my grief has settled. And my work schedule's only two weeks away. Because what? my face is my asset as an artist, Mir."

"Yes, we don't have to go alone like that anymore, Yo. Bang Athar does not give permission. It's not appropriate anymore, right?! Because I already have a husband."

There was no immediate answer across. Mira had already intended inwardly to start firmly keeping her distance with Ryo. And the heart is not the heart, he must start now.

"Why should I care about your husband?"

"Yes ..."

"Then who would care about me, Mir? You never even cared about my feelings. So when I'm sick of giving up, why do you guys blame me?"

"Because it's wrong, Yo. I already have a bond. And it can't be changed. My soul mate is already there, Yo .. and you have to accept that it's not you."

"I can't take it, Mir!"

Mira massaged his forehead slowly. He did not reply when Ryo called him several times.

"You don't .. I miss the old Ryo. My old friend was good, very good. But now–"

"He doesn't exist."

Silent. Ryo doesn't know Mira. Then the two remain silent for a while, but somehow Mira is convinced that Ryo is still on the other side of the phone, preoccupied with her thoughts.

"How are you?"

"Huh? ah, well that's it. It's a little bad, though," Mira thought the conversation was over. But apparently Ryo still intends to continue the chat.

"Don't get sick, I never meant for you to get sick, Mir. I just .. I just want you back. We're back to what we used to be. Well, that's not possible, but I'm just trying for myself, Mir. Who knows, fate can change when we've tried."

"Yo, plis .. don't say that. I don't want to change my destiny now. I've shaken, I've been happy,"

"But I'm not happy, Mir ..."

...• • •...

To be honest Mira has been having insomnia since the package came. Yes, he still did not find an answer about who would hate him and send the terror.

Maybe many people do not like him, especially because of his marriage to Athar. So Mira was dizzy to guess who the terror who managed to make him almost have a heart attack.

That's too horrible.

Mira intends to tell Athar that tonight. Yes, when he could not sleep aka insomnia, then he would tell Athar what happened. May his tongue be able to speak, given how shocked he has been these few days.

"You haven't slept?" Athar went into the room after talking about the repair of the back garden to Mr. Teguh.

Mira shakes. "I can't sleep" he answered honestly.

"Well, there's no me so you can't sleep."

"Sister I can't sleep, either,"

"What's that?" Athar had climbed into the bed and immediately carried Mira into his arms with his second position still sitting leaning on the head of the bed.

"What if you're a little bloated?"

"Random really. This is definitely no longer about you not being able to sleep, right?!"

"Yes, this is still about Brother being too handsome. And I beg you not to be an artist. No, I can't. I wouldn't want to see you hugging Nikita Willy or Amanda Manopo. Can't!"

"Who wants to be an artist, Al?"

"Well, before you intend, I have already prevented. Because prevention is better than cure."

Athar pinches slowly on Mira's nose. "There's no such thing. Anyway, if for example my stomach is distended, surely I will be ugly?" challenge Athar to tease Mira.

yes, yes, but he is not necessarily ugly either.

"Trus How ugly is dong?"

"You know how ugly I am?"

Mira nodded. "I don't seem worried because I'm afraid that you're being cheated on by people. Dih, the actors of today are terrible know, Bang?! That's why I'll never put a picture of you on my social media. Because I don't want any girls drooling when I see Brother's picture."

Athar pretended to think. "It's hard, Al. I'm created with good-looking always and forever handsome."

Mira was whining while pinching Athar's stomach. "What a narcissist!"

"That's reality."

"Ah tau ah, dizzy. Dizziness has a handsome husband. It wants to keep its own at home forever."

"Can. I can work from home" Athar said casually while playing Mira's hair.

okay, I think that's enough warming up. Yes, even if it's part of my source. But, there are things I have to say, right?!

"Hm, Bang,"

"What's? Are you ready?"

"Who is what?"

"Stayman."

"I have frequent insomnia."

"Not that,"

"Trus?"

"Some time with me through a hot night–"

Mira silenced Athar's mouth with her palm. "I'm not ready yet. Still lemes so."

Athar pout. He let go of Mira's embrace, "Yes, just sleep," she said half sulking.

"Ntar first, Brother," stop Mira.

"Otherwise? Still libel us?"

"Yes. But there's something important I want to tell my brother."

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Sengkyu for the one who is waiting! 😘

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