
At eight o'clock in the evening, Wira and other doctors had just finished treating the victim of the accident, his face looked tired with some red stains attached to his white coat. Dara still faithfully accompanied in the emergency unit, he continued to accompany Wira during the relief of patients.
Wira seemed relieved after finishing his duty, Fatih who was also there was stunned because he did not expect it turned out that Wira could survive seeing the blood that had recently weakened him, he said, Fatih approached to ensure the condition of his superiors.
"Doctor, are you okay?" he whispered a little.
The hero smiled with confidence. "I'm fine, don't worry. When your work is done, go home and rest."
"Thank God, I'll be home soon." Fatih looks relieved to see Wira who seems to be starting to improve.
"I'll go home first." Wira and Dara say goodbye and get out of there.
*****
The two lovebirds are now resting after washing themselves and eating dinner even though it is too late. Both bodies were unusually tired, having experienced so many things all day.
On the big bed Dara leaned back wearing a few pillows piled up comfortably, while Wira curled up in the arms of her little wife spoiled. Dara shrugged her fingers stroking the hair of the Wira full of affection, while the handsome man inhaled deeply the fragrance of Dara's body that always managed to bewitch her.
"Emhhhh. Your smell is good, it makes me feel good," whispered Wira with closed eyes, then her arms hugged Dara's possessive waist.
Dara smiled faintly, bowing her gaze followed by Wira who looked up to the net they met each other's eyes. Dara stared at her husband's goal while still stroking his hair, then lowered her lips to kiss Wira's forehead long enough.
"Mas, is there something you want to tell me?" tanyakanya.
Dara chuckles. "Not that. It's just that as a wife I want to be the first place for my husband to share his hard and happy. If Mas has the burden of sharing with me, don't carry it alone."
"What happened in the ER?" sahut Hero's.
"Hmmm...."
Dara pretended not to understand, even though she already knew about the trauma experienced by Wira when eavesdropping earlier. However, Dara wants Wira to be straightforward willingly to him without any coercion.
"I. actually, since the accident I can't see blood, my body always suddenly weakens when I see it." The hero tries to be honest about what he is going through, even though it is actually a disgrace to him. A doctor frightened at the sight of blood was a sad thing for him.
"Will but when you're around me, the fear seems to be driven away" he continued.
Dara stopped her fingers and hugged Wira affectionately. "Look at me, next time don't keep anything from me. If together I'm sure all the problems will be easier to overcome, I will help as much as I can to always make you strong."
"Thank you, thank you, dear" he said slightly faltered as a sense of haru filled the recesses of his heart.
He never expected, that his little wife had mature and wise thoughts, making him increasingly convinced that his heart was not wrong to anchor his love to the woman who was hugging him.
The presence of Dara had a very powerful effect on his life that had been torn apart. Dara is the cure, the tranquilizer of her soul, her inner tranquilizer and also her encouragement.
Suddenly his mind was reminded of Almira, about the bond of fate that now binds him with Dara starting from the request of Almira. Could it be that his late wife indirectly handed Dara by his side as her apology? It was as if Dara had indeed been created as his healer, blending her pure gentle light illuminating the darkness of a piece of wounded heart.