Blind Husband's
The blind 39
Zyandru felt his heart come back to life after Alula's presence, indeed he felt very happy, even when he was with Princy first, Zyandru never felt this kind of happiness.
Alula was absolutely everything for her life, countless how much love Zyandru had for Alula.
After his conversation with Princy, Zyandru got the message that Aziel had left first. Zyandru rushed to look for Alula who was sitting alone.
"ALLOYS"
The beautiful woman who made her heart flowery looked pensive in the chair near the pool, with Zyandru's spirit approaching her.
Alula turned her head and gave her sweet smile to the man she had been married to for several months.
Zyandru immediately hugged the body that was courageously rummaging through his heart and mind.
"Zyandru you hit it hard!" Alula said with a stifled breath.
Instead of letting go, Zyandru even more tightly hugged Alula's body, as much as possible Alula released herself to hit Zyandru's back.
"I can't breath"
Hearing Alula's groans, Zyandru let go of her embrace. Instantly Alula lowered her chest with an irregular breath.
"Alula why are you? I hugged her too tight, didn't I?"
"YOU WANNA KILL ME?, HUH!" spray Alula with annoyance.
"That's not it, it could be my young widower"
"Why was the hug so tight?" Alula was still staring at her husband.
"I'm sorry, I was just too happy, so reflexes hug you, hehe"
Zyandru pulled back Alula's arm, his embrace this time was not as rough as before. With his eyes closed, Zyandru kissed Alula's head many times.
"Why you?" Alula pushes Zyandru's chest.
"Why what?" again and again Zyandru close their bodies.
"Why are you suddenly happy? win the tender?" asked Alula who started to return Zyandru's embrace.
"Because of you"
"Me?" Alula raised her face and saw Zyandru smiling at her.
Cup
Zyandru briefly kissed his wife's blushing lips to make Alula flutter.
"Ngapain smell-kiss?" Alula was again upset by her husband's behavior.
"Why indeed? can't do? you're my wife so legitimately dong"
Seeing the innocent face of Zyandru made Alula's annoyance increase. Alula could only endure the embarrassment that they were currently in a public place.
"Ruline"
"Hm"
"I want to take you somewhere, right?"
"What place?" alula asked while breaking their embrace.
"Secret, you'll see for yourself"
"Not a strange place is Zyandru?" Alula looked a little worried.
"No, yuk!"
...***...
Yes, Alula was not mistaken, after taking about an hour and a half drive, Mr. Mun stopped the car at an elite cemetery in Karawang.
The area that is covered with thin green grass, from its appearance alone can certainly not be an arbitrary person who can be buried here.
Still in shock, Alula came down and found Zyandru sticking out her hand.
The young wife's husband walked hand in hand, Zyandru leading Alula to a private burial area with manicured green grass.
Because of the nice contours of the land there, Alula felt this area more like a golf course than a cemetery.
Zyandru let go of their hands, then looked down and rubbed a black marble tombstone. The two gravestones with names that Alula herself had just first seen.
Zyandru looked up and saw the astonished face of his wife "Alula, knew him. This is my mom and dad!"
Hearing Zyandru's words, Alula lowered her head and joined in wiping the gravestone bearing the name 'Darius Avior'. Alula also rubbed the tomb next to her which read the westernized name, 'Clementine Rayne'. All Alula knows is that Zyandru's mother was a native of England.
Alula and Zyandru continued to water the rose water and also offered a do'a.
"Mom, ma. Kenalin, this is my brother's wife, sorry yes a few months back brother rarely here. You're too busy with this lovely brother's wife." Zyandru turned to look at Alula who was sitting beside him.
Alula only responded to Zyandru's words with a smile. Without feeling the tears Alula spilled when remembering her parents who are also gone.
"Alula" Zyandru was so surprised to see his wife shed tears.
Zyandru understood why Alula could be like this, if she could still visit the graves of her parents. Another case with Alula, let alone on a pilgrimage, seeing their bodies for the last time just can not, because the bodies of both parents Alula drowned in the open sea.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, Alula." Zyandru, who was originally strong, is now crying.
In his arms, Zyandru could feel Alula's body shaking violently. Zyandru did not stop Alula's crying, he let his wife spill all the pain she harbored over the years.
For a long time they cried until Zyandru felt his clothes wet from Alula's tears.
When she had calmed down, Alula raised her face, and Zyandru rubbed her cheeks.
"Sorry" Alula said in a soft voice.
"Why apologize, hm?"
"You're ugly when you cry gini." Alula carried her hand and wiped the remaining tears on Zyandru's face
"You're even more beautiful when you cry gini."
Alula laughed at Zyandru's words. "Where are the crying people getting prettier!"
"There, you" as if there was no boss, Zyandru hugged Alula again for the umpteenth time.
Sensing the wind getting louder, Alula slid her head on the chest of Zyandru's field, making the man chuckle amusedly.
"Ruline"
"Hm"
"sorry"
"Sorry for?"
"I brought you here with the intention of introducing you to my parents. I have absolutely no intention of making you sad, I swear!"
"Yes, I understand. I'm glad you took me to see papa and mama-in-law."
"Alula, we're going somewhere yuk!"
"Where?"
"The place that can forget your sorrow."
"Yuk"