The Devil Barra's
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Qila curled up in a chair, Holding his leg which he lifted on the seat of his private jet.

He felt very cold, coupled with the cold ac in the jet.

Meanwhile, Barra, seemed busy with her laptop without caring about Qila.

Qila Alone was already afraid to protest considering that while still in the villa, Barra slightly snapped at him.

Repeatedly Qila heard a swearing sound coming from Barra's lips. I don't know what happened to Barra, Qila doesn't know. Want to ask also it feels like Qila can not be because his body feels very weak.

After passing through the journey with sleep, they finally arrived at the field where Zayn's jet landed.

Qila walked slowly into the car, in contrast to Barra who was still outside again calling someone while angry.

Qila looked at her husband from the windshield and wanted to know what was going on with her husband until he looked so angry and upset. it was like Qila got out of the car to accompany her husband but Qila stopped for fear of Barra snapping her again and also her body felt increasingly weak to just go out asking what happened.

Before long, Barra entered the car with a face that was still irritated.

"I drove to the apartment first, after that I had to leave" Barra said in a soft voice as usual.

Qila just nodded slowly, not daring to protest or ask something that would later offend Barra.

Barra immediately drove his car to the Apartment, He drove Qila up after that He came back down to go somewhere.

Qila let out a long sigh looking at Barra's back which was no longer visible. He walked slowly to the kitchen to get water because his throat was dry.

A glass of water He had gulped, now it was his tummy's turn to rumble.

"Ah yes, I haven't had dinner yet." muttered Qila.

Qila opened an empty refrigerator with no groceries, considering the last before the honeymoon Qila was deliberately emptying the refrigerator.

"I'd better order online." muttered Qila.

Qila picked up the phone that was still in the bag, but unfortunately Qila's phone died due to battery drain.

"Just go to sleep."

After snapping her phone, Qila immediately lay in her bed. His body still felt limp, plus his dizzy head and his hungry stomach.

Qila hugged her blanket, before she had never felt this way. When he was weak and needed someone, Barra was not there.

In the past when the boarding school although far from parents when Qila was sick there was a friend who was so considerate and care for him but now when he already has a husband who loves him even looks not care about his condition.

"Don't spoil Qila, Barra's mas is busy with his work.if he comes home he will definitely pay attention to you again." muttered Qila calmed himself, until finally He fell asleep.

Qila woke up feeling cold when she was wearing a blanket but in fact she was still cold, She looked at the clock at two in the morning but her husband still did not come home.

"Where is Barra? why haven't you come home."

Qila was about to get up to pick up his phone but he fell back on the bed, it was not strong to get up.

"Why is my body still like this." muttered Qila feeling her body shivering and hot at the same time.

Qila covered her body again with a blanket, he said to contact Barra and chose to go back to sleep.

Qila woke up again after hearing the sound of water gurgling from the bathroom.

He saw the wall clock was five in the morning. Qila still felt his body cold and limp.

The bathroom door opened, revealing Barra who was bare-chested, wearing only a towel on her waist.

Qila simply nodded, He forced himself to get up and pray with his frail body.

After the prayer, Qila saw that Barra was neat with his office shirt.

"Mas Barra's going to work?" ask Qila.

"Yes, maybe I'll come home late because of a lot of business so don't wait for me later" said Barra sounding cold and indifferent busy tidying up his shirt.

Qila seems silent, he wants to tell Barra his condition but sees Barra busy making Qila undo his intentions.

"You look pale, sick?" tanya Barra looked towards Qila.

Qila shook his head limp, "No, it's probably just fatigue."

"You have to rest a lot, in the medicine box there are a lot of vitamins, drink" Barra said while wearing his shoes.

"You want breakfast?"

Barra shook her head, was busy with her shoes and was not looking at Qila.

Qila nodded back in understanding, "Mas..."

"What's the matter, baby?" bala Barra who had just finished wearing her shoes and was intending to approach Qila.

"Actually I-"

Barra's phone rang making Qila stop her speech,

Barra did not pay attention to Qila and preferred to pick up her phone,

"Yes I'll come soon."

Barra pocketed her phone, "I have to leave immediately, I will have breakfast at the office.You don't eat late." said Barra immediately ran out without kissing Qila's forehead first, as usual. even Qila was not given a chance to kiss Barra on the back.

Qila was still standing in his place, staring and staring at the door of the room that was closed again. It felt like yesterday He still felt the warmth of Barra, from Barra's attitude but now everything changed, in an instant Barra changed. Is this really Barra's real attitude?

Qila's tears trickled down, her limp body grew even more limp plus her head that pulsed in pain.

Qila finally went back to lying in bed, choosing to close his eyes that still wanted to cry, choosing to go back to sleep and not think about Barra anymore.

This whole day Qila was just lying in bed, he had not eaten anything since last night. His body was still limp, his head was still dizzy plus his stomach felt nauseous making Qila lazy to eat and only drink water all day.

Qila was completely helpless at this moment. I want it to feel like Qila called her mother but she did not want to trouble her mother-in-law, especially Mama-in-law, no, Qila did not want to trouble anyone. Qila also did not want his family to hate Barra even more if he knew that Barra was indifferent to Qila.

Qila wanted to keep her husband's good name in front of his extended family.

"Let's go, I'll wait for Barra to come home." thought Qila.

By late afternoon, Qila's condition had deteriorated. Qila eventually forced himself to order food, although his tongue was bitter, but he had to keep eating.

Her apartment bell rang, Qila immediately exited the room to open the apartment door. With a slow step, Qila walked out.

Qila opened the door and had not yet seen who had come suddenly his gaze darkened and he immediately collapsed.

"Astagfirullah, Qila you why."

The hysterical voice of someone that Qila could still hear and after that Qila was unconscious.

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