VARSHA
Section 7

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The clock just showed at half-three in the morning. Jim-in has to wake up from sleep after having nightmares.

His breath rose and fell with sweat flooding the forehead. Her chest of flowers tries to find calm.

Amidst the silence, he faintly heard the sound of someone humming.

It's not a song that plays, but something that can make it really comfortable. Curiosity arises making Jim-in rise from lying down.

There he saw a woman wearing a white mukena. His eyebrows intertwined together not understanding why the wife did that at this hour.

Aware of someone's gaze, Rania ended her activities and turned to the right side. On top of the bed the husband was looking at her expressionlessly. He smiled, which surprised the man.

"Ah, did I wake you, sir?" tanyanya.

Jim-in shook his head briefly still looking at him. "What are you doing? It's still dark" he asked.

"I'm out of tahajud. Unable to sleep, I continued with the lesson."

Jim-in again. Out of nowhere came the figure, which was clearly only this time he met a woman like Rania.

He felt something in his heart that greeted him. Now it was Rania's turn to frown, astonished.

"Tu-Master why?" askalanya.

"Eve. I'm just surprised."

"Because?"

"Every day I see you praying, and now performing the tahajud prayer. I feel-"

"Did you never do it?" cut Rania fast.

Getting questions like that makes Jim-in lower his head. He felt slapped.

The woman realized then moved from there and turned to the husband. He ventured to hold Jim-in's hand. The moment it shocked her, not understanding why Rania could act like this.

"W-what do you want?" tanyanya nervous.

Not usually Rania who looks innocent now does the desperate thing. Of course this makes the Korean bloody man a little scared. Now the turn made is not warted.

Really Rania can tame such a cruel figure.

"Master, prayer is our duty as Muslims? Although heavy, but it must be done. God does not need our prayers, but we need God. By obeying all His commandments and avoiding His prohibitions. Master know? In marriage there is also a lot of good in it," explained Rania firmly.

Jim-in's brownish iris widened stunned to hear the words of the wife. This woman he never knew always gave unexpected surprises.

However, the shock turned into a gloomy and resolute face. I don't know what's on his mind right now. He quickly threw out Rania's hand and released eye contact with her and grabbed a wheelchair.

Jim-in's in trouble, need help to sit there. Rania's hand is outstretched to help her, but Jim-in again fends her off.

"I told you, I don't need your help .. And you, who are you advising me like that, huh? Listen yeah! You or anyone else can't change me. Go there I'm sick of seeing you with that shitty look."

His faint voice instantly pierced Rania's feelings. Unknowingly tears flowed back down the cheeks. The expression that came out of her husband's curly lips had already added a cut in his chest. Without saying a word Rania stepped foot out.

Only a blank look was visible from those eyes. Jim-in is speechless over what just happened.

Balcony again became Rania's favorite place to pour out all the anxiety. He cried in silence and felt the wind piercing the skin. Winter is soon coming to replace the warm sun.

His black-hijabed head looked up at the star-studded night sky.

"O Allah will strengthen the servant against him. I believe in all Your provisions and give guidance to my husband" she whispered in the passing wind.

Rania did not understand the noise the servants were making down there. Just cleaned up the second floor whose size beat the residence, he had to be disturbed by the excitement.

His little foot stepped up looking from above all the servants in the mansion looked busy, instantly his wide forehead shriveled in incomprehension.

He retreated back to thinking about things that the connector did not find. This was the first time since coming to the mansion to see their busyness, as if he was preparing something.

"What's up, dad? Is someone coming?" he murmured at the void.

"My friends are coming. You have to dance neatly, soon they arrive," explained the young master in a wheelchair surprised Rania who was standing pecking. He turns around and sees Jim-in being pushed back by Sang Ook to leave.

Rania gamang, her mind is responding to the words of her husband just now.

"Friends, coming? Wh-what's possible? Is there a party in this house?" he said to himself and hurried to get ready.

Two hours later, the lower floor has been transformed into a party venue that is so lively. Food, colored drinks are served neatly on some long tables.

Sweet decorations add to the cheerfulness. The young master was waiting for the guests with a big smile. It is inversely proportional to face his own wife who seems cold without feeling.

Not long after that there was a lot of roar of the car engine stopped. The big door in front of him was opened by one of the servants and his hobby friends scattered inside. The sparkle of happiness is clearly visible on Jim-in's handsome face.

"A long time ago we did not meet. Wow it turns out you are still the same," said the black-footed man greeting his hand.

One of the men surnamed Kim beside him also let out a rough sigh. "If the incident did not exist maybe now we are still happy fun in the field," he said later.

"Honey, bad luck is more on your side" continued the man named Jung Hwa.

Jim-in goes silent smiling stiffly at the word-for-word that keeps coming out of his friends lips. He knew the events of the last few years could not come back again.

However, he did not think he could end up in a wheelchair and the dream was a dream. All ideals to be achieved must run aground before developing.

Without him noticing their arrival there just wanted to mock, make fun of his current state. He who is too innocent to see the people closest to him with husnudzon.

Jim-in, this twenty-five-year-old man suffered a terrible fate. Abundant treasures, a lot of money, wealth will not run out overnight, it turns out that all of it can not buy his recovery, if he does not try himself.

"Oh yeah, where's your wife? Aren't you married?" kim Won Shik asked when he heard that his friend had been with someone.

"Ah, I heard that woman from the common people huh? I didn't expect you to marry a woman like her," Min Hyun Sik chimed in.

"Well, what a pity." Jung Hwa is sorry.

Of his best friends who came the three men really have made Jim-in can not dwell. His intention to find someone to be a personal nurse turned out to be inappropriate. His friends even cornered him.

Just as her curly lips were open, a woman in an ash dress came down the stairs. Suddenly it made all the attention diverted to him.

Smile also expands on the beautiful face of a woman named Rania. The head with a simple makeup managed to silence the mouths of those who underestimated it.

This afternoon, Rania looked different. His visuals do not show him as a nurse to the young master.

Whispers by whispers began to sound. The people who came to the party admired his figure.

"Who is he? It's so pretty."

"Is this night an angel coming down from heaven?"

A row of his friend's words keeps Jim-in glued. Her little net did not budge from Riana who continued to walk closer with all eyes looking at her.

Riana did not care and only paid attention to her husband.

"Good night. Welcome to our home. Meet Park Rania Varsha. The wife of Park Jim-in" she explained after arriving in front of her husband.

The noise sounded boisterous. They did not expect to hear Rania's explanation.

That afternoon the sky looked clear. The dark clouds disappeared with twilight. Apparently the duck she saw yesterday turned into a charming swan.

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