Will Never Let You Go
Heavy-minded

Eleven o'clock in the evening Ara was still awake in Ashila's room while waiting for Darma to come home. This day, the woman also did not let her child out of her supervision. Yes, Ara's level of possessiveness has increased drastically. He was afraid that Ajeng was suddenly in his house knowing that the woman's mental health was compromised.

Moments later, footsteps could be heard on the second floor. It might be her husband, but somehow Ara did not dare to go to see because her mind was dominated by things that were not good. What if it's not Darma? What if it's the person who intends evil on him?

"Babe!"

Ara gasped as Ashila's room door opened. That's right, Darma's her husband. Ara walked over with a forced smile.

"Why aren't you asleep?" ask Darma.

"Wait for you" he replied as he walked into his own room. Her husband's tired voice made Ara undo her intention to tell a story. Maybe tell him tomorrow morning.

"Mas Darma has eaten?"

"Udah. Bukain buttons, dong," pinta Darma followed by his hand rubbed Ara's head.

One by one the buttons of Darma's shirt were open. Ara looked at the chest of the field with a timid face.

The one being looked at so chuckles. "Sleep, gih! You must be cape today. Sorry, yeah, about last afternoon it was really sudden."

Before telling everything, Darma leads Ara to sit on the sofa. All told me that maybe in the next few days he can't be bothered. "There's a big problem" he said. Darma grabbed the drinking water that was on the table in front of him and spent in just a few gulps.

"What?"

"Many production items are not worth distributing. Either the engine is in trouble or there are bad guys who replace raw materials with poorer quality." Decak is upset to accompany Darma's story. Again, the man stroked his wife's head. His eyes stared at Ara. There's a feeling of unbearability because of this fucking problem. " Ra, if you drive yourself for a few days? Mr. Surip I pinjem to be my driver. Can't i? I don't want to hide, I can't stay with you. Tomorrow at six I have to leave again and go home maybe malem."

Ara. It turns out that her husband's problem is not kidding. There was no way he wouldn't breed after hearing Darma's reasoning. After all, Ara was also worried that Darma was driving himself back and forth Solo-Salatiga in a condition of body and mind tired.

"Later I asked Mama to find another driver for us. But, while how was gini? Just a few days, honey. Sorry, huh?" Darma closed her body. The look of his face looks clear, although in the heart actually also not bear. Moreover, he himself decided to make Ara go everywhere with the driver after their quarrel some time ago.

"Should you really, yeah, go there, Mom?" Honestly, Ara kind of objected. Not because it will be fed up with work, but the anxiety that envelops the heart. However, to say a word about the incident just this afternoon his tongue was stiff.

"Yes, sorry, yeah. I don't know who to believe. Papa is not strict. I promise after everything is done we quality time. Okay?"

In the end Ara could only nod in resignation. Early in the morning, she took her husband to work. Darma did not even get to meet his son and it really happened until a few days. Yeah, how else? Darma left, Ashila did not wake up and when she came home, her son was asleep.

Ara kept all her fears and anxieties alone. Until one afternoon, a message from her husband successfully made her lips curved beautifully, creating the best smile she had.