One Night With Your Wife
Find warmth

Nayara who felt tight and hurt wanted to spend time in the rooftop while breathing the night air. But when his foot climbed the top of the last ladder, he saw Fabian and Sarah were already there first. 

The couple was sitting in a chair with a position crammed into each other. Fabian's arms hugged Sarah's waist tightly, while the woman laid her head on the man's chest. 

Nayara stood in her place and listened to the conversation of her husband and madman.

“ Thanks for the card, Mas. I'm so happy.” Sarah said with a sweet smile .

“ Happy birthday, my wife.” said Fabian . 

“ Mas more love me or same Nayara?” ask Sarah to her husband.

“ Of course to you, Sarah is beautiful.” replied Fabian without needing to think for long. 

“ Oh yes?” 

“ Feel free again.” 

Sarah laughed crisply, then said.

"Come, we'll celebrate both birthdays for the rest of our lives. Until old age, until there are only the two of us because the children have grown up and gone with his life.” 

“ Of course, it will definitely be very happy to be able to spend old age with you.” Fabian reply that sounds very romantic in Nayara's ears. He felt the world mocking him. 

All this time he tried to believe that maybe Fabian was just a khilaf and would come back to him after realizing his mistake, he thought Fabian still loved him as the man often said. He thought his life would be fine. Now this trust collapses leaving rubble– kinkarangan meaningless anymore. 

Nayara came down while wiping away the tears many times. His eyes blurred but he kept walking, until he finally hit someone's chest. As he looked up, he found Zavian standing before him. 

“ Cry again?” asked Zavian while looking at him.” Want me to cuddle?” 

Nayara covered her face with both palms, she sobbed strongly. A second later he felt his body being held up by two sturdy arms. Nayara's cry grew as Zavian hugged her. Right now he feels scared alone and needs a back up . 

Nayara was still busy easing her heartache and was too weak to resist when Zavian lifted her body. The man took her into his room.

“ Za..” call Nayara down. He wiped his tears until they were gone. All that was left was the sound of the rest of her crying. 

“ Hhmm?” the man looked at Nayara.

“ No wine?”

“ There is , but why?” 

“ Make me forget about Fabian. As you did that night.” 

“ I'm lazy out to take wine. Besides tomorrow I have a morning meeting.” said Zavian. “ So can not drink wine so as not to kebablasan.”

Nayara was suddenly disappointed. Though he had hoped to vent his disappointment towards Fabian. Zavian's hand was then stretched out to wipe away the remaining tears on Nayara's cheek. “ But instead, I can do something more intoxicating than alcohol.” 

“ Eemm, what is it?” asked Nayara innocently. 

Zavian chuckled and looked at his sister-in-law with anxiety.” Curious about this?” 

“ Serious. I want to know.” Nayara said.

“ Here, deketan dikit.” pinta Zavian.

Nayara frowned.” Our position feeling is close deh.” 

“ The position of our heart is still too far away , Nay.” 

“ Haalah !”  Nayara glared at , avoiding the look of Zavian's eyes that were looking at her with temptation. The man chuckles, then grabs Nayara's waist until their bodies get docked.

Nayara received Zavian's kiss with open lips resigned, but she never returned the warm kiss. Nayara just wants to enjoy everything without doing anything. He waited for Zavian's hand to grab him, like that night. But Nayara did not get his wish because Zavian just landed a kiss on his lips.

“ Tidur here tonight, yes?” Zavian asked in a pleading tone. His eyes stared expectantly.

“ Okay.” replied Nayara with a small nod. When she said that, Nayara thought Zavian was asking her to make love. But the man did not make any movements that aroused desire other than to embrace her.

“ Tell me what you saw in the rooftop earlier.” pinta Zavian while covering the tip of Nayara's foot with a blanket.

Zavian leaned against the headboard of the bed while hugging Nayara, while the woman leaned against Zavian's chest. 

“ I saw Fabian was with Sarah there.” Nayara's story with a voice full of pain.” It was not their friendly attitude that made me hurt, but the conversation between the two that made me realize that I had been estranged in this marriage.” 

“ Eliminated because what ?” ask Zavian. 

“ Because Fabian said that he loves Sarah more than I do.” Nayara said softly, as if the pain had taken away some of her strength.

“ During my marriage to Fabian she was never interested in me talking about dreams and the future. But when she was with Sarah, she easily devised how to spend her old age together.” 

“ You heard them say that?” 

“ Hemm.” 

“ It's only natural that you're hurt to hear it. But it could be Fabian is just a dreadlocks. Not that he is good at seducing.” said Zavian.

“ What was spoken by Fabian is not seduction but rather leads to a certainty.” Nayara quickly.

Zavian chuckles for a while, then ,greatens his embrace on Nayara.” Sorry, I should have sided with you.” 

Nayara pretended to frown at Zavian's attitude . Furthermore, Zavian opened another conversation that did not address the current problems of the Nayara household. Whatever he was talking about at this time even to the joking dimeh that Zavian uttered could at least make Nayara laugh forgetting her temporary heartache.

After spending time telling stories about many things and ending with a joking dime, the two finally decided to sleep. Nayara did not mind when Zavian hugged her body, instead she felt comfortable when she was in the arms of her sister-in-law. The masculine and sweet scent of Zavian's body made him calm. Zavian's sturdy arms encircling his waist made Nayara feel protected.

That night Nayara slept soundly in her sister-in-law's bed after successfully easing tears and dismissing disappointment . For the first time in a long time huddled alone in her icy bed, Nayara again found warmth. Unfortunately, the warmth did not come from her husband. 

At dawn, Nayara wakes up first and leaves Zavian's room. He took the time to drink, then sat pensively in one of the stools. 

Last night Zavian said that he would do something more intoxicating than alcohol. Nayara had thought that Zavian would make love so great. But he turns out to be wrong. Zavian just hugged her all the time, easing her anxiety in a simple way, then making Nayara forget the wound that was weighing on her. It looks trivial but Nayara can not underestimate the effect.

Because until this moment, Nayara wants to continue to be in Zavian's arms. It feels warm, calm, comfortable and makes opium. That simple thing has a far more remarkable effect than intoxicating alcohol. Nayara wants a hug Zavian. He needs that!

“ Good morning, lady Nayara .” greet a waiter who made Nayara aware of her daydream.

“ Oh, good morning.” replied Nayara a little flutter . He glanced at the clock on the wall which still showed five o'clock, but the workers had already started the activity . 

The housekeeper smiled politely, then he walked behind the bar table and started to work. Nayara returned to her room. Like the mornings that had passed over the past month, Nayara would receive Fabian's visit to her room because the man had only come to pick up her clothes.

“ Nay, whose shirt is this?” fabian asked while showing a white shirt hanging in the hanger.

“ Everything in the closet is your clothes, mas.” reply Nayara without turning .

“ I don't think I have a rich gini shirt deh.” Fabian showed me the clothes he had in his hand.  Upon seeing the shirt, Nayara was about to turn her head in shock but she held back her shock . Nayara realized that what Fabian now holds is Zavian's shirt. One month ago, Nayara made love to her sister-in-law and wore that shirt carelessly. Worse, the waiter placed the shirt in Fabian's closet because it was found in Nayara's room. 

“ Maybe the waiter put the wrong clothes. Later let me ask who this shirt belongs to.” said Nayara lying. 

Fabian nodded at a glance, then put the shirt back into the closet. He chose another shirt to wear today. 

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