You Are My Sunshine
The Part 229
The dense nuances of the ruler of the night still feasting on the sky, the moon and the half and the cluster of stars also enliven creating beauty. They were still reluctant to move despite knowing that the dawn had started screaming from hiding, calling for them to pack up soon because it was soon his turn to reign on the throne of space.
Early in the morning at about four in the morning, Dara was disturbed from her sleep. This time his body felt more powerful not as weak as when he woke up a few hours ago. The severe sleepiness had begun to fade, the pain in his chest due to shortness of breath he experienced last night also improved, leaving only a little pain when trying to sigh deeply.
His eyelids twitched, then he blinked and opened slowly, making long and lentic eyelashes that shade his beautiful netra fluttered as Dara opened and closed her eyes back constantly and repeatedly. Adjusting the incoming light in his iris while spreading his gaze around.
His hand stretched open the oxygen connector attached to his nose. A gust of hot breath tickled the niche of his neck, as well as the distinctive masculine scent he was so familiar with so dominating it very close to him. Dara glanced to her right side, when she turned her head she was immediately treated to the sight of her husband's handsome face curled up near her shoulder while hugging her.
Both corners of Dara's lips were drawn upwards, creating a beautiful arch on her beautiful face. Smooth snoring was heard, stared fixedly Wira who was still asleep. Then, Dara remembered some of the things she heard last night, it was fitting that lately her husband treated her like a baby, it turned out that all for a reason.
Lately Wira increasingly restrict and prohibit many things, and seem to avoid because not touch it to warm the bed. Also impressed like wanting to lock him at home by continuing to persuade him to leave college, even their plans to the orphanage are still not realized until now, Wira continues to procrastinate with various reasons.
The hero started to piqued from his sleep, both of his eyebrows clenched and his eyebrows furrowed before finally his eyes opened. When her eyes opened perfectly, her net was instantly flushed with Dara's beautiful iris.
"Emhh... Baby, since when did you wake up?" Wira getting closer his face can not resist to give a kiss of love in the temple Dara.
"Just now," he said gently while commenting on a smile.
"Why don't you wake me up, is there anything you need?" ask Wira.
The hero tidied up the children's hair that covered Dara's temple. "What's up, hmm?" his murmured softly with eyes that could not be separated staring at Dara.
"I heard half of Mas's talk with Dr. Raisa last night, about my condition."
Wira gasped, gulping her hard-earned saliva to wet her throat which suddenly felt choked. "You-you heard it...."
Dara nodded, then placed her palm that was freed from the infusion hose on the back of the Wira's hand that hugged her body and squeezed it gently. "Why isn't Mas frank about my pregnancy?"
"I. I'm scared." The hero turned his palm, linked it and replied to Dara's squeeze in his fingers as if seeking strength there.
"What are you afraid of? didn't I also deserve to know about my condition in order to take good care of myself."
"I'm afraid you're not ready for that bad news. More precisely because I was too cowardly and afraid of myself becoming weak because of it. If you fall, then I'll be tearing. You are the source of my power." The hero immersed his face into the recess of Dara's neck and muttered in a soft and desperate tone, "If your twinkle dims, then it's dark my whole world."
The wide, sturdy back shook, Wira cried. Now Dara understands what Wira fears. Dara stroked her husband's dark hair affectionately and whispered softly in his ear, "Honey, I'm not that weak. I have to be sure I am capable. Be strong, I need you to support me in order to get through this."