Mohabbat
Meet Brother

Ughhhh!

Daisha moaned as the sunlight hit her face. The beautiful petals twitched before it opened. He dispels the glare of the sun with his hands before he sits down.

"My body .. it hurts all," he lamented, holding his waist.

It was not realized that a thread was not attached to his body. Remembering last night's events, though not being able to see Daisha can feel everything. He felt the upper part of the body, immediately covering it with both hands.

A warm feeling spread up to the cheeks, slowly pulling the blanket over his plain body. He felt beside the bed, feeling the presence of Dareen. Unfortunately, the man was not in place. Where the hell's he going?

Daisha sharpened her ears, listening to the sound of water gurgling from inside the bathroom. There was no sound from inside. Silent.

"Where is he?" he mumbled sadly.

Daisha looked up as the door creaked followed by footsteps entering the room. He tightened the blanket on his chest, his body tensed alertly.

"Sister, is that you?" tanya Daisha further sharpens her shackles.

Dareen came with breakfast, smiling at Daisha's hands clutching the blanket tightly. Slowly put the tray on the nightstand, then sat down next to Daisha. The woman gasped, moving away from her figure.

"Who do you think you are? No one can enter this room but me" said Dareen, holding Daisha's hand still in her chest.

Daisha heaved a sigh of relief, lowering her vigilance after finding out the man beside her. He returned Dareen's grasp, smiling sweetly.

"I'm afraid of someone else coming into this room. Because I'm blind, people sometimes just want to. Don't leave without saying goodbye to me, sister," Daisha said softly.

Indeed, humans sometimes just want to. Just because someone has a deficiency, then they do as they please without thinking about the feelings of the person.

Dareen sighed, how she understood Daisha's position. He approached, pulling the wife's body into a trap. Gently and lovingly kiss her.

"I'm sorry. I was just downstairs for a while to grab breakfast, couldn't bear to wake you up. I see you're so good, probably tired from serving me last night. I'm sorry," said Dareen, hugging.

Daisha smiled, sniffing the scent of the body of the husband who was no longer a stranger since last night. He took off a hug, felt Dareen's chest while playing the fingers there.

"Now, can you take me to the bathroom? My body feels crumpled, it hurts all," pinta Daisha spoiled.

Dareen smiled happily, looking at the other side of his wife who had always looked strong and independent. He quickly stood up and lifted Daisha's blanket-covered body into the bathroom.

"What is warm water?" ask Daisha.

Dareen dipped her hand in the bathtub to ensure the temperature of the water inside.

"The water is warm. You can soak, just call me when you're done. I waited in front," he said after putting Daisha in the bathtub.

"Thank you."

Dareen kissed her forehead before coming out of the bathroom. Intentionally the door was not closed, while he approached the bed staring fixed spots on the surface of the white cloth.

Dareen took off the bed linen that contained the red stain. A little, but pretty flashy. Replace it with a new and clean one. He kept the bed linen in a container provided by the hotel. Then, sitting on the laptop's reclining bed checking the report.

"When I became a director, I wanted to be just as ordinary as living in the village with Daisha. Wish I could reject all of this ...." Dareen sighed.

Remembered for a time in the village, helping Daisha sell flowers. Life is simple, but it makes his heart free and happy. Not restrained by work and do not need to look perfect.

Every now and then he would glance at the bathroom, making sure Daisha was inside. Her lips smiled every time she imagined their first night of unimpeded success.

Work that is piled up and must be completed immediately. Though, Alfin was there in his place.

"Sister! Any clothes for me? I forgot to bring clothes," asked Daisha who had stepped out while feeling the air.

Dareen was stunned, hurriedly put down the laptop and ran to greet him. Luckily, he bought some clothes. Dareen had his wife approach the bed, helping her sit down, before removing her clothes from her place.

"This, wear! I bought it earlier. We'll be here for three days, after which we'll go home. You don't mind staying at my house, do you?" dareen said he warned Daisha's unpreparedness to be on the same roof as Dewi and Aleena.

However, unsurprisingly, the woman smilingly greeted him. Daisha was wearing the dress that Dareen bought, the man was really understanding. He even bought underwear with the right size on his body.

"No problem, stay anywhere I won't mind. Being with my husband is because I believe that the man who married me yesterday will protect me from all distress" Daisha replied confidently.

His two empty maniacs exuded a certain confidence. There is no doubt, even just a little. He believed so much in Dareen, as well as in her.

"That's for sure, now we should have breakfast first. You have to charge for the next battle" whispered Dareen in his wife's ear.

Daisha's cheeks warmed up, a red hue slowly appearing and contrasting with her white skin color. They ate a makeshift breakfast, food provided by the hotel.

****

Three days passed, in the villa, Laila rushed down the stairs. School uniform is attached to his body, that day Alfin will invite him to enroll in a famous school in Jakarta. Although not accompanied by Daisha, it's okay. Laila was a little disappointed actually, but she had to be passionate for the ideals her brother dreamed of.

"You ready?" asked Alfin who was waiting on the first floor.

The man looks like Laila's uncle, an adult in a black suit. According to Dareen's orders, Alfin had to invite Laila to enroll in school.

"Sister, did Big Brother really not come? Hasn't it been three days that Brother left me? Why don't you meet me first?" Laila grumbled sadly.

He squeezed the strap of the bag he was wearing while biting his lips to hold the shakes in his heart. Alfin smiled, approaching while patting the teenager on the shoulder.

"Don't be sad, just make sure that you're okay. Don't make me look bad in front of them. I'm in charge of you as long as you're away from Miss" she said, sounding like a request.

Laila raised her face looking at Alfin with widened eyes.

"How do I do it? Meanwhile, we can't be familiar, '" laila said as she lowered her shoulders down.

Alfin patted the girl on the shoulder again, this time strong enough to make Laila grimace.

"Come, they're waiting in front."

"Sister!"

Alfin nodded. Laila ran out, her eyes sparkling to see her brother standing on the porch. Laila hugged Daisha, shedding a longing and also brushed off the anxiety that had plagued her heart.

"I miss Brother." Laila's voice sounded soft and vibrating.

"Sister misses you too, baby. Hows it? Are you all right?" sahut Daisha rubbed Laila's back.

The girl did not reply, only nodding her head in response.

****

Unbeknownst to them, the workers at the hotel were making them a conversation material. About the red spots on the sheets that Dareen left behind either intentionally or not.