The Marriage With D
The Part 11
For a moment Dean was fixated, the sleeping face of the woman beside him somehow attracted his attention. It's been about five minutes Dean's been watching. He knew some of him wanted to stop and some didn't.
The woman fell asleep by resting her head on the surface of the bed. His regular breathing caressed Dean's left hand which he unconsciously held.
Slowly Dean tried to pull his arm as slowly as possible so as not to wake him up. Ara fell asleep so soundly, Can someone be that beautiful while sleeping? inner Dean. Unconsciously his arm stretched out, the desire to caress that face came out of nowhere, the strands of hair that fell covering a part of that face was somehow a little annoying for Dean.
As soon as he pulls his hand back, he realizes such little things can trigger big things to happen later, for example, falling accidentally in love with the woman.
Such a mistake should be anticipated.
Dean remembers very well how his family was destroyed by love, and repeating the mistake is the most ridiculous thing he will ever do.
He will not fall in love, what else with this woman.
***
In a hurry Ara immediately got off the online motorcycle taxi that drove him, today he came home using the services of an online motorcycle taxi, not without reason, since noon Dean had not read the chat he sent, since noon Dean had not read the chat he sent, though the previous chat was read by the man even though it was not reciprocated however, it was enough for Ara, at least he knew the man was fine.
When leaving for work in the morning Ara was a little worried because Dean was still a bit feverish when he lived, although he had made sure the man ate and drank medicine but he was still worried.
While running the small Ara enters the house, the room of her destination is the room, making sure that Dean is fine. His worry is increasingly becoming when considering the condition of the man when high fever last night, he may be unconscious. Ara was very worried.
Ara grabbed the doorknob and turned it slowly, as she pushed on the door leaf, Ara's movements slowed down, then stopped when the door managed to open in half. Ara pecked, just for a moment, then hurriedly she turned around while grabbing back the doorknob.
For Chrissakes. There was no love for that man. Ara tried to convince herself, there were no feelings for the man yet. hasn't she? What happened to these tears?
Roughly Ara immediately swept her palm over the trail of tears that had just dripped. He should have been calm, the man was fine, his worries were pointless.
***
Upon hearing the sound of footsteps from outside the room, the desire to do so suddenly appeared, for what reason. However, one thing bothered him at the moment, the look in Ara's eyes when she closed the door after seeing him and Relin hugged on the bed. Those eyes are so empty.
Dean should not care about how Ara thinks about him, what else after witnessing this. She wanted to make her realize that their marriage had no future. But he was a little disturbed, maybe because he felt indebted because Ara had taken care of him last night. Sometimes that kind of feeling sucks.
Not wanting to think too much about Ara, Dean immediately woke up from his sleep and went into the bathroom to clean himself, he had not bathed all day, his whole body was very sticky. Fortunately, he had no fever.
Twenty minutes later Dean came out with a grey t-shirt and black trousers, looking like Relin was up.
"sorry yes, I fell asleep" said Relin then woke up and immediately got out of bed and entered the bathroom.
A few minutes later he came out with a fresh face.
***
Ara tried to strengthen her footrest, she was afraid she would turn and fall, on this long and exhausting day in front of two people who were sitting waiting for her to serve food.
Ara started scooping the rice onto Dean and Relin's plate. Then scooping the rice onto his own plate, he wanted to get out of there immediately, eating quietly as usual in the kitchen.
The demeaning gaze from Relin further caused Ara's confidence to plummet.
Again he was aware of his position. He was so conscious that it still hurt. His throat hurt between holding back the cry or swallowing food that he was completely unable to swallow but was forced to swallow while secretly crying.