Marrying My Brother's Fiancee

Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 83 LET YOU GO


Sarah was at Juanda Airport to deliver Raka already for the second time. Although in the past when delivering Raka for the first time, he did not have time to meet in person just say goodbye via video Call.


It felt, somewhat strange, so heavy indeed to part, only Raka's departure this time was not as sad as her heart when releasing Raka earlier.


He used to think, releasing Raka forever from his life when saying goodbye but the difference now, just take it off for a while. Although both are so heavy in doing.


Raka and Sarah sit opposite each other at a separate table, in a small cafe in the public space of Terminal 2. Departure is still an hour away, Raka still has not gone to check in, the ticket has been ordered as usual by Dea, his assistant through one of the online ticket booking applications.


Time is getting less and less but it feels very reluctant to leave each other.


"Darling, are you okay, shall I leave? This semester, I might not be able to go home." Raka said while holding Sarah's fingers.


"Yes, I'll be fine." Sarah's voice was stuck in her throat. He smiled broadly but was not very syncron with his mood.


"Don't forget, get enough rest, eat a lot, don't be busy drawing your clothes until you forget the time and.drink regular milk." Raka reminded with a serious face. The long message is said like a doctor explaining a prescription list to his patient.


Sarah nodded her head. Getting such a seizure felt to make his heart melt. Raka's attention presented a sense of haru in the corner of her heart.


"I'm just making sure my wife and kids are okay until I get home." Raka stroked the back of Sarah's hand gently.


"You too, do not forget to eat if you are busy with the task. Don't sleep too late." Sarah looked at Raka with slightly dewy eyes. Thinking about it for a long time her fingers being caressed like this by her husband, felt stifling even though she was trying like a wife who had no objection to this temporary separation.


"And so..."Sarah hesitated to continue.


"What else?"


"Don't like to wander the nights, there are many beautiful bulls like Beatrix...." Sarah blushed, her face slightly flushed as she said it.


"Eh, my wife seems to be jealous too...!' Raka glared at the joke while pinching Sarah's bangir nose.


"It's not like that..." Sarah has a sour face,


"I. I just want to say don't wander through the night, get in the wind. If it hurts, nobody bothers." Sarah quibbled as she sipped coffee on the papper glass that had been idle in front of her, greeted by the laughter of Raka who broke up satisfied.


Being cheated on by the person we like sometimes feels good, as if we are the only thing that matters to him.


"People say, pregnant women usually like to be fussy when away from their husbands. But it looks like I'll be a lot more fussy later, your phone has to be standbye, if I miss it again I'll call, I'm afraid I miss every hour of the recurrence...." Raka stroked Sarah's beautiful face, as if wanting to peck her in her memory.


Sarah could not bear to not laugh to hear it, it turns out that longing can be likened to a chronic disease, which at any time can recur.


"And one more thing..." Suddenly Raka's face became serious, staring intently at Sarah.


"What?" Sarah raised her eyebrows, curious about Raka's sudden change in look.


"You don't have to meet Sally, whatever the reason. Or if you can't go to your parents' house, especially if I'm not there.


I don't want anything to happen to you." The tone was like a warning, so heavy and sharp.


Sarah looked into the depths of her husband's eyes, and found a worried sirat so large.


Once again, Sarah nodded her head obediently and smiled, to declare that she would always remember what her husband said.


Half an hour before the scheduled flight departed, they hugged tightly. So tightly. Several times Raka kissed Sarah's head,


"I love you, baby..love you so much." Whisper with a loud voice.


"Take good care of yourself, because I don't want to hurt you all over again." Continue again in such a firm tone.


"I love you too. Really love you. Don't leave for long, because I'll miss you so much...." Sarah could not stem her tears, which she kept from knowing Raka was leaving.


Her body trembled finely, on Raka's chest, she was really wanting to cry.


"I'll just be a minute..."


In fact, he refused to go.


"Darling, I'll call when I get there." Raka kissed Sarah's forehead so softly, they didn't even realize some people turned to the two of them who seemed to dissolve in their own situation.


Sarah wiped the clear grain from the corner of her eye. A wide smile immediately adorned her lips, she looked up with a face as cheerful as possible.


"I'll wait!" Welcome her while on her tiptoes tidying the collar of her husband's burberry jacket.


"I'll go first, baby. Go home drive slowly, no need to rush." Raka's message.


"I love you, baby." Raka kissed once again Sarah's forehead, deep and long.


"Love you too." Sarah replied while still smiling widely. She doesn't want Raka to heavily abandon her, if it shows too much of her feelings.


Raka glanced at the watch in her hand, grabbing her suitcase. Then turned around while slowly Sarah took off Raka's hand, letting her husband walk despite several times he seemed to turn his head until lost behind the boarding room door.


Letting someone we love go even if only for a while is still not an easy thing.


Sarah hopes the two of them, both take care of each other until the next meeting arrives.


...***...


Sarah exited the waiting room door, walking in the public area with a slightly shaky step.


It felt strange when suddenly Raka had to leave when the two of them were so close.


Of course it will be heavy, when going through the days ahead when she was pregnant young.


Stiff on his mind is to just go with Raka, but many things are considered. Sticking to her husband is not a wise thing, especially now that she is taking care of this pregnancy.


The child in this womb, is the most beautiful gift in his life, with the presence of this fruit of love a million happiness sent by God.


His imagination was still everywhere, making him accidentally hit a little girl who might be about four years old. The little girl ran and fell as her tiny body hit Sarah's feet.


"Oh, baby..are you okay? Forgive aunt, yes...." Sarah bends nervously and holds both of her small shoulders and makes her stand up straight.


Those clear round eyes looked at Sarah, grimacing but she did not cry at all.


"Come, apologize to auntie..." Sarah loosened her face at the sturdy body of a man standing behind the little girl and then she was stunned to feel familiar on the face that was now as surprised as looking at her.


They had once known each other even he knew very well, the person who was now standing slightly tense in front of him was.


"Sa...Sarah?"


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