Patience in Wounds (Stupidity)
5. Injuries at the Beginning

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Along the way to her new home with her husband, Rara just remained silent and did not look at her husband who was driving the car. His gaze only stared straight ahead and occasionally looked out the window.

Having never met before and not knowing each other made both of them feel awkward. Especially now that they are just the two of them, while Tio's grandfather uses another car. Maybe Tio's grandfather meant for them to get to know each other first.

Until the Adzan isya reverberated and because Rara did not want to delay the time of his prayer then he opened his voice.

"Can we pull over for a minute at the mushola?" ask Rara.

"Yes" Revan, who was focused on looking at the streets, did not hear the voice of the wife very slowly.

"Can you pull over the car for a while, it's time for prayer isa I don't want to put it off." This time Rara dared to look at her husband because it would look disrespectful if he did not see the person he was talking to.

Instead of answering his wife Revan's question he kept silent with his mind, staring unblinkingly at the woman who had now become his wife. Fortunately he had already pulled his car over if it would not be very dangerous because for a long time Revan was fixated on the halal scene before his eyes.

"Thank you." After saying that Rara immediately got out of the car and walked towards the mosque.

The sound of the closed car door resuscitated Revan and it turned out that the woman he was looking at had disappeared from before him. This was the first time he had seen the wife's face, his shady eyes were so soothing when he looked at her. Revan had often seen beautiful girls around him, but seeing his wife made him unable to say anything. In addition to her eyes, her face also exuded a peace and positive aura.

It wasn't until ten minutes Revan waited but why did it feel like ten hours. Repeatedly looking at the mosque to make sure other pilgrims have come out or not. What makes Revan restless, yes he is still curious about the beautiful face of his wife.

Without a touch of thick makeup, without lip dye that is striking and does not show the aura of Rara has managed to shake the determination of the husband. Rara did decide to go headscarf when she decided to accept the marriage that had been destined for her. But it did not detract from the beauty of her face at all, not only because the beauty of Rara's physique also exuded an inner beauty emanating from her heart.

Rara returned to the car after finishing the congregational prayer. She did not dare to ask why her husband did not carry out his duties, perhaps because he did not know and know the characteristics of the man Rara so did not have courage.

"Is it done?" asked Revan who was a little disappointed because again the face was just down so he was not free to see it.

What I thought, isn't there still a lot of time and opportunity to see her again.

Revan tried to throw away his curiosity.

Rara just nodded small in response.

They went back to continue the journey, not half because more or less still about two hours to arrive.

It was quiet back in the car. Rara is not the type of person who is easily familiar with new people and Revan is the same that is why he is famous as a cold and haughty man on his campus. But this time Revan is different like having the desire to get to know more about the woman sitting next to him.

"Your nickname is Rara?" revan asked, and again only got a nod of the head from his wife, but the man was driving so he could not see her.

"Don't just nod, I can't see."

Rara understood what her husband meant.

"So can I call you Rara?" ask Revan again.

"Well, I can" answered Rara.

A slight smile rose on Revan's face as the girl was finally willing to answer in a voice. His wife is still a girl.

"May I know, why do you want to accept this match?" If Revan just forced what his wife was the same.

"Because of God."

What, why so short. Revan asked again as if he had not received the appropriate answer.

"Is there nothing else? Did your parents force you.

It means no, it means he himself wants to marry me.

Why did Revan suddenly feel good about his own thoughts.

"You're so young and you just graduated high school, I'm gonna enroll you in college."

"Thank you, brother."

Rara was very happy to hear it, not expecting that her husband who did not even want to see it thought so. And regarding the call "Sister" Rara was just a reflex to say it, because her husband was a few years older than her is not polite if only calling her name.

Revan didn't even bother about it, they still needed time to get to know each other.

"May I be honest with you about something." Revan paused for a moment before continuing his words, he hesitated a little.

"Actually I'm still in a relationship with my boyfriend, maybe after my grandfather broke up with him but I can't do that yet. We don't know each other yet let alone love each other, so I hope it won't hurt you."

"Yes" answered Rara briefly, what more should she say. Should she reject reality and get angry, she is not such a woman unfortunately.

Didn't the husband just take her flying high but then he dropped her into a steep valley. Although Rara had prepared her heart before, but when she heard the fact she still felt pain as well.

Revan was a little surprised by the response his wife gave, the woman could be very calm when she heard what Revan said.

They go back to war with each other's thoughts, although there are still many who want Revan to ask but he held it. For some reason he wanted to know about his wife, while Rara he was reciting and praying in his heart so that he would get strength and patience from the creator.

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Elsewhere the girl who was still bathed in sweat after doing her hot activities was upset because the man who was still her status as her lover had not also contacted again since this afternoon.

"What's the matter, dear" asked the man who was both still sticky with his sweat.

"How dare he ignore me!" he slammed his own phone into the bed.

"I told you, tie him up with satisfaction so that it won't be easy for him to leave you."

"How come, dating is just holding hands no more." He was upset when he remembered how they had dated the lover so far, not like adults but like Junior High he thought.

Though often they were alone, and he also often lured his lover with his clothes slightly open if the two of them but the man did not glance at him at all. He who had lost his chastity from High School because dating a Casanova also wanted more, but his efforts were in vain even he had doubted his lover was normal or not.

If it wasn't for being rich and handsome maybe that woman would have already decided. His life is very realistic because in this world if you don't have money then it won't last, he thought.

"Here you go, don't think about it. Didn't you tell yourself that if she can't be lured by your beautiful body, she might be attracted to a woman from a village who isn't necessarily pretty."

"We better continue our game, your body makes the one down there struggling again" he said in the woman's ear with a hoarse voice and the man's hand had spread everywhere, getting the woman back swept away in a game that makes her opiate.

to be continue...

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