You Are My Sunshine

You Are My Sunshine
The Part 37


The cold of the peak air penetrated to the bones, occasionally Wira rubbed the surface of his hands that began to shiver with coldness. He spread his height on the sofa in the middle room, still wearing black trousers and white shirt that he wore when the kabul ijab earlier.


Like the previous nights since the departure of Almira, he had difficulty closing his eyes properly, drowsiness seemed hostile to him, until only occasionally greeting came to him. In the silence of the late night, the pain crept back into his heart.


The hero loved Almira wholeheartedly, half-dead, but his wife had divided her heart in secret. He felt unwilling, when his true love all this time turned out to be unrequited intact.


He planted the seeds of love full of sincerity, nurtured with compassion, watered with longing, in the hope of sweet fruit. However, now the taste has withered, dried up, remains lonely, embroider the roar and mendu mengudu with wounds that bleed.


The night his body grew increasingly shivering, then the man went into one of the rooms opposite the main room to look for a blanket. He looked up at the small bed in the room, but found no blankets there, then tried to look into the closet, and still could not find it. Wira restored her hair and rubbed her face rough, surely the villa manager only prepared the necessities to sleep in the main room, so that the other room was neglected.


He went to the main room standing hesitantly in front of the door he slammed earlier, weighing to knock, but his pride was too high. After a moment of thought, Wira turned around, stepped towards the sofa and decided to sleep covered in cold air instead of having to ask for a blanket to the young girl she had been snapping at.


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Dara felt the piercing air on the surface of her skin, causing her to shiver from the cold as she slept on the sofa without a blanket. He woke up, rubbed his swollen eyes and felt his body uncomfortable because it had not changed clothes.


All the needs are available, and it is certainly prepared by the villa manager, lucky in addition to the pajamas there is a cardigan made of wool folded there. Without waiting again directly worn the cardigan, making his body feel so warm and comfortable when the wool material touches the surface of his skin.


Dara felt her stomach rumble, she missed her lunch and dinner. Because his mind is chaotic, making Dara forget the needs of his body which now charges the request in the contents.


The girl came out of the room intending to find food or warm water to fill her stomach. While passing through the middle room, he saw Wira lying with her eyes closed on the long sofa there, for a moment Dara was stunned to see Wira who was like shivering holding cold air. To be honest she felt sorry, but when she remembered how cold and cynical the attitude of the Hero was, the girl immediately melengos and chose not to care about the man who had now become her husband.


Dara went to the kitchen, opened the storage cabinet and found an instant cereal sweet vanilla flavor. Dara brewed it with hot water, inhaled its aroma then gulped it down slowly. The sweet taste and also the smell of vanilla that came out, able to make one smile rise on his careless face, Dara spent it up to the toilet and rushed back to the main room.


When he returned through the middle room, inevitably his eyes again caught the figure of Wira. The man fell asleep with a deep frown, it seemed like his dream was so bad and painful. Dara exhaled, although she was upset and hurt by the treatment of the Hero, but seeing him in this condition made her feel pity.


Finally Dara took a thick blanket folded in the main room, covered with a tall sturdy body that shivered slowly so as not to wake him. Then, he looked at the face of the Wira who was still expressing like that, and impulsively his fingers touched the forehead of the Wira who was wrinkled.


However, unexpectedly his touch was able to make the Hero seem more relaxed, even a moment later a soft snore was heard. Dara quickly raised her fingers when she woke up without being told her hand like moving herself to touch the forehead of Wira. Then hurriedly rushed into the main room for fear that the man would wake up and find himself.