The One More Chance
Panicked

Completely messed up, Abra almost snapped at Zahra, his wife must be sad at the moment what if Zahra was crying?, but if she was still in the same room with Zahra she would definitely be out of control.

Abra threw herself in a lounge chair by the pool while smoking her cigarette, she had not been smoking for a long time. After marrying Zahra she quit smoking gradually, returned to smoking after the woman disappeared, then stopped again after knowing that Grandpa Arya had heart disease, and now returned to smoking again. You know, no, how women can turn things around.

"Hi Father" the call was not so clear but Abra could hear it because tonight was completely silent.

Abra looked up at the balcony of Gea's room, and there was a girl who called out to him, waving her hand with a smile of her cherry.

Hurry up Abra turns off her cigarette, "hai dear, why haven't you slept?" ask Abra.

"So Gea was sleeping, Ar was suddenly the nelfon" Gea replied with a cheerful smile.

"Yes, I'm sleeping again, tomorrow at school"

"Ok, Father's chest" Gea waved her hand, "quickly enter later sought Mother."

"Yes"

Just one word, after answering it Abra re-lighted his remaining cigarette. After this he will enter, after calming himself and Zahra is asleep.

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Zahra's eyes stared at the door of the room, not open since Abra came out, at the point that three hours had left Zahra.

Zahra could not sleep, this time not because of her aching back or her cramping stomach, but her aching head thought of Abra's anger earlier.

Zahra's hand opened the drawer next to her, picking up the headphones trying to calm herself down in order to fall asleep while listening to Zahra's song began to close her eyes.

Just then the door of the room opened slowly, Zahra could see but she quickly closed her eyes.

Abra's hand corrected the roll between Zahra's thighs, making Zahra let out tears without a sound. Abra stroked her stomach, kissing her stomach for a long time before covering Zahra's body with a blanket, opening her headphone and removing Zahra's hair that covered her face.

Zahra was still waiting for something with a thumping chest, there was still no movement from Abra, even the mattress next to him there was no movement indicating Abra was not sleeping next to him.

Long enough, Zahra finally opened her eyes, raised her head in search of Abra's whereabouts, and found Abra sleeping in a long sofa that was found in their room, her legs hanging because of Abra's long body.

Zahra wept in silence, so angry and agitated that Abra would not sleep next to Zahra?.

She seems like she won't be able to sleep tonight, re-remembered when she was pregnant with Regan and couldn't sleep, she'll cry herself like now.

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Abra glanced at the clock of the wall already at half-five, Zahra's tumben did not wake him, usually the woman will build him at four o'clock before dawn. Is Zahra still sleeping?.

"Ara" called Abra glancing at the bed.

Zahra was not there, slowly Abra got up to his bed to make sure if Zahra was really not there, Abra's forehead shriveled out of the room with his broad steps trying to still think positively looking for Zahra to the kitchen.

"Ara" this time Abra called out to him in a loud voice.

Nothing, Zahra was not in the kitchen, Abra began to panic and his negative thoughts could not be controlled anymore, re-remembered when a dozen years ago Zahra left, he said, nor did he find Zahra in their former home as he is today.

Abra ran in the back, Zahra was also not there loading her increasingly frantically squeezing her hair.

"Mom!" his yell.

Again Abra went into the house to open the doors of the rooms one by one while calling Zahra's name, even in the room of Gea and Regan Zahra was not there.

"Am I talking too harshly to her?" guma Abra panicked, completely panicked.

Without using sandals Abra ran out of the house to the security booth that guards in front of his house.

"Don't you see Zahra?" asked Abra with a breath of excitement.

"No sir" replied his home security guard.

"The father didn't sleep, did he?"

"No sir, I've been watching the same ball Mr. Ujang, he just entered the room."

He again ran into the house, with his broad steps Abra entered into the room opened his closet, accidentally saw the safe, he opened the barbershop to make sure if the important letters Zahra still exist.

The letters are still there, Zahra's clothes are still there, when Zahra went away the woman did not bring a lot of clothes, but all the letters, alms and all the important things she brought.

Only one is in his brain this time, calling Malvin and Sam asking for their help looking for Zahra before the woman goes further and further.

At least he prayed first, just connecting Malvin and Sam lal ....

Abra fell silent, her tears unstoppable flowing, Abra's hand rubbing her face heaving a sigh of relief and approaching the jacuzzi. Zahra fell asleep with her ears covered with headphones, but caring if her clothes would get wet Abra went into the jacuzzi, opened the headphones that Zahra used to disturb Zahra's sleep.

Slowly opening Zahra's eyelids, Abra smiled at him, seeing Abra beside him turning his face away.

Abra's hand grabbed Zahra's two hands, "how long did you soak?, your hand shriveled like this dear."

Zahra did not answer.

Abra kissed Zahra's hand, "you made me panic Ara, you're not in the room, in the kitchen, in the other room is not there. I've been around looking for you not there, I've been thinking you're gone again. I almost asked Malvin, Sam and the ASG boys to come look for you."

Zahra remained silent.

Unresponsive to Zahra, Abra sits next to Zahra, pulling Zahra's body to lean on her as Zahra had done since she became pregnant. Both Abra's hands touched Zahra's belly, his head leaning against Zahra's shoulders.

"I'm really panicking, I'm scared" whispered Abra.

Zahra's body began to relax leaning all over her on Abra. "I know I'm wrong" said Zahra, "i haven't been able to complain to someone, haven't been able to trouble someone, haven't been used to having a place to tell stories and share everything. I'm living alone with Ar, you're back in my life now and I have to re-adjust."

Zahra distanced her body from Abra, looking directly into Abra's eyes. "I'm not a strong ass, I don't have to keep everything myself" Zahra's eyes glazed over. "Looking at you as happy as I see Ar happy, I can't say I'm scared."

Zahra's tears began to flow, "you're angry and left when I haven't finished talking" Zahra's voice raspy. "You're angry, don't want to sleep next to me. I CAN'T SLEEP!" zahra's cries broke.

Uncontrollably, Abra's tears flowed to Zahra still needing it, she smiled at Zahra who was crying with her chubby cheeks that were beginning to make her anxious.

"Don't smile" said Zahra, "I can't sleep, they move, my back hurts, sometimes my stomach cramps, you feel good to sleep" Zahra said in an angry tone.

Abra's hand stroked the top of Zahra's head, "sorry, I thought you were asleep."

"I haven't slept, nor have you kissed me hehe .. I'm sorry, I hope hehe's angry .. I promise to tell you everything, I'll complain, will be angry, will be angry, I'll tell you everything, promise."

This time Abra could not help but laugh, she pulled Zahra's body back against her so that she could hug Zahra from behind. "Yes let's take ablution, pray later I will go to sleep."

"Yes really"

"yes"

"But his sleep was long"

"Yes"

Zahra turned her head while touching her eyelids, "my eyes are swollen from mangosteen all night and sleep deprivation."

"yes"

"my hands are also wrinkled because from three o'clock sleeping while soaking" he said spoiled.

Gemas Abra kissed Zahra, "want to complain what else?, let's take a wudhu at dawn for a while."

Zahra's head nodded with her red cheeks met.

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