Bare With Bastard
He is a criminal.
Ayaz could not bear the circumstances that befell him at this time, had been used to sleeping together making it so difficult when Yaren was not beside him.
Moreover, Ayaz had at least twice awakened due to nightmares. Although he had succeeded in avenging Sian, but the shadow of Sian who always tormented him and the moments of the Mother did not really make his sleep not soundly. Insomnia was back hit, and according to him only Yaren who can tame this disease.
She was so tormented, Yaren locked the door and she couldn't really do anything.
Again and again Ayaz exhaled heavily, how long should he last, until morning? He would not be able to sleep if he continued like this.
"Yaren is really outrageous, this is his brother's house!" gerutu Ayaz.
Ayaz set his position, he turned around trying to close his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried but his efforts did not succeed.
Twenty minutes passed, Ayaz glanced at the little wall clock in the living room, at half-two in the morning, Yaren really should be given a lesson this time according to him.
Ayaz got up, he rushed to Jovan's room, no matter what the man was doing, the most important thing was that he should be able to rush into the room and sleep with his wife.
Tok tok, tock,
Ayaz starts knocking on Jovan's bedroom door! Many times hoping Jovan will open the door soon.
Ceklek, Jovan grinned in surprise with a distinctive face waking up his sleep, "What's up?" tanyanya raau's.
"Yaren's room key?" ask Ayaz.
Jovan seemed to think, the imperfect consciousness was forced to understand what Ayaz meant, why ask the key to his thought, but soon Jovan nodded his head.
"You sure?" tanyakanya.
"Give it!" Ayaz Pinta.
Jovan stepped out, he headed for an ornamental closet, then took a key from the drawer. "If he's angry, don't say my name!" jovan. He was willing-wanti.
Ayaz seemed indifferent, no matter what was important he could sleep together with his beloved wife.
"It!" Jovan gives Yaren the room key, "Remember, if she's angry, don't mention me by name!" Jovan reminded me again.
Ayaz with a smile and still bodo very much will warn Jovan.
The man started to step towards the room, he opened the door and saw Yaren who was sleeping fast, Ayaz approached, exposed to strands of hair that covered the beautiful face of Yaren, who was, ayaz's heart ached when he saw the reality of Yaren's eyes that looked swollen, maybe his wife was back crying earlier.
Ayaz briefly kissed Yaren's forehead, truly she already loved the woman.
"I'm sorry!" whispered slowly.
Well, forgive her for accidentally having to hurt, again and again.
Forgive her for not being able to act manly, admit fault and surrender, the thing that kept Ayaz from doing all that was just because Yaren was a, uh, Yaren, he did not want to part from Yaren under such circumstances, it was really better for Ayaz to die alone.
Forgive him who could not just come out in this black world, such a life was already plundering in him, so Ayaz was really in a dilemma if he had to choose to be good all of a sudden.
Ayaz pulled himself up and began to lie down beside Yaren, the distinctive fragrant smell of his wife's body as if to be his fatigue reliever, Yaren really has a strong meaning for the life of an Ayaz.
...***...
Sam saw a woman being dragged away, her condition was so sad, her hands and body tied and her feet locked by chains, was that her mother? Sam started thinking badly. If it was his mother, for him, Amla would have been outrageous.
Sam was about to approach, but when he was about to get close, Rymi even helped the woman to get into the car.
Before long Rymi is also seen talking to Amla, Sam listened, with a close distance like this, fortunately he can hear what Rymi said.
"Mrs, can I talk to my partner for a minute? I have not said that Madam has given her permission" Rymi said.
Amla nodded, then the woman clapped her hands like she was cleaning up dirt, it was she did because she did not feel like touching her mother Sam.
Rymi turns her body, slowly steps towards Sam, Sam also slightly advanced towards her.
"How!" ask Sam to panic.
"Is that your mom?" ask Rymi.
Sam shook his head, Rymi grinned in surprise, "I don't know, that woman is so thin, it feels like the last time I met my mother was not that thin? You know what his name was?"
"You think I have a lot of authority with uniforms like this? Just crazy you! Samudra Rangga, that's right! Should I ask him to meet you and ask him if he knows you? Hemmm, you want to die, huh?" rymi's grumbling can Sam ask that at a time like this.
Sam was a little disappointed, he was really not sure if it was his mother, looking so different.
"Let's see, whether it's your mom or not, we just save that woman, I ask Amla for permission, I say you have stomach problems and she believes you've allowed her to go home, so I'm gonna go with that woman, and you... When the car comes out the gate you should be ready to follow it do not miss the trail and also do not get caught, keep the distance not to be too suspicious!" rymi's orders.
Sam nodded, not wanting to believe it was his mother, but his conscience, which had never seen anyone in pain, persuaded him to help her even if she was not his mother.
Rymi pats Sam on the shoulder, "I'll handle it, and I'll leave it to you!" said it.
That was how when he and Ayaz completed the mission, Ayaz always told him that.
"Rym, this part I take care of, the rest I leave to you! Do your best for your life, remember! I won't be able to help you even if you have to die!"
After saying that, Rymi held onto her claustrophobic chest, not even Ayaz contacted her even today, could it be that her comrades-in-arms were so disappointed in her.
Without feeling the tears were a little childish, please don't hate her like this.
Don't hate me Ayaz, I really can't handle this, sorry!
Sam sees Rymi's back getting away, really he can work with the woman, it feels like Sam does not believe.
This morning the woman explained to herself who Rymi Arash was to her.
Strange indeed, and this morning Sam thought the woman was crazy, saying ever intended to deceive him, a woman as beautiful as it felt impossible could be like that, not suitable at all according to him. But after seeing this, Sam seemed to inevitably have to believe and admit. The woman, the woman he likes, is a true black man, Rymi Arash is a criminal.
Seriate...
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