You Are My Sunshine
The Part 224
Dara snatched the sleeping robe that was draped in the hook near the door, wearing it at random to cover the lingerie she was wearing without stopping her steps.
"Become, honey, wait a minute to listen to my explanation." The hero followed with wide steps. Wira wanted to pull Dara's body to stop stepping, but if done suddenly then it is feared even harm his wife.
Dara's tears are increasingly flowing, this is the first time Wira snapped it since their relationship was established like a real husband and wife. Dara continued walking towards the stairs, climbing one by one the stairs to the second floor with one hand holding her distended stomach. He cared for his hearing and ignored the Hero who kept asking him to stop, anger still dominating his heart that had just been scratched by the man he loved.
Wira tailed behind Dara with an unusually anxious face and full of regret. He was afraid that Dara misstepped and slipped, and felt guilty because his dishonesty was meant for good actually hurt his wife. The hero did not think that far, starting from his fear he decided to cover it up and refused to be frank, but instead forgot the feeling of Dara who felt neglected.
The door of the pink room located on the second floor was opened and pushed violently by Dara, it was her room long before she married Wira. The handsome man who looked confused also went inside, Wira tried to touch Dara's shoulder but was rejected again.
"Get out of here! I want to be alone.hiks hyks," his screeches still in a high tone accompanied by increasingly broken cries.
Dara took a few pillows and tossed them to Wira, venting the stifling anger of the chest entrenched in her because she felt unwanted again. This time Wira did not obey Dara's call, he continued to lash out and dispel the bolster pillow that flew towards him.
"Darling, I didn't mean to yell at you."
"But they did!" his yell. Dara was unable to control her overflowing emotions as if she was about to blow herself up, significant hormonal changes in pregnant women made her more sensitive than usual.
The hero feels incredibly guilty. He was angry with himself for getting out of control. Dara got into bed, lay on her side and buried her wet face because the water source of her eyeballs would not stop raining on her.
Usually Wira will let Dara to calm down and give her space and time to be alone if Dara is sulking. However, this time he had to explain the reason as soon as possible, letting it drag on worrying about causing new prejudices and worsening Dara's condition which made things even more complicated.
"Don't touch me!" his screeches.
"With. I'm so sorry for accidentally yelling at you, really. And I also never meant to ignore you," said Wira softly mixed with regret, then rained down on Dara's head with a pecking-pitch.
"Mas doesn't understand how I feel. It's been almost a month since Mas never touched me again like before. Am I not excited anymore because my body is not as beautiful as it was before I got pregnant? my body turned this way because it was pregnant with our child, right?"
That is how sometimes the fear of some pregnant women, feel she is no longer attractive, afraid her husband turned away when his physical changes as the womb develops. Especially if her husband is as handsome as Wira who is loved by many women, it is only natural that Dara is anxious and afraid Wira is tempted by women who openly flirt without shame.
"I've never thought of you that way, baby. Can we talk from heart to heart, I want to talk to you about something."
"I don't want to hear!" Dara covered both her ears using her palms.
"Please baby, give me a chance to explain. Look at me," she asked. The hero tried to persuade Dara as gently as possible. He kissed from the temple to the niche of Dara's neck full of affection without being missed.
The gentle kiss of Wira began to quell Dara's anger that had been flaring violently, the roar loosened and a few moments later Dara turned her body until their position was facing. Stared at him in a shady netra that adorned the handsome face before him.
Jemari Wira removes the remains of the clear crystal from Dara's eye fertilizers. caressing her hair gently and looking at Dara lovingly. Dara cupped her hands together on the sides of the woman's face, brought her own face closer and clenched her husband's lips for a moment then let go and said, "I miss you Mas, I...."