You Are My Sunshine
The Part 44
The commotion occurred from the entrance to the room. The servants inside the house had turned to the source of the voice, but, Bu Rina immediately gave a signal to refocus on their respective work.
Dara screams like she was kidnapped by a stranger. He was constantly rebelling, fortunately Wira tightened her sling so that the girl did not fall. Arriving in the room, Wira threw Dara's body on the large bed that was there.
"Arghh," the surprised scream of Dara mixed with annoyance because suddenly Wira dropped her body without cue.
"Not thank you, you even scratched my neck and neck, why are your nails so sharp like a stray cat? Next time you control yourself, I'll look like a criminal who kidnapped a young girl!" snapped it.
Wira's breath was still stinged, he was exhausted because when carried Dara continued to rebel. A circle of sweat sweetened on his forehead, then his hands touched his neck and neck that felt sore from the nail claw, even his hair was disheveled because Dara had grabbed him brutally.
"It's my own fault! His gun carried me, I told you not to care about me, I can take care of myself! exclamation Dara.
"Okay, that's better. Take care of yourself, don't worry me and trouble me again! I'm just surprised, you're skinny but you're so heavy as a sack of rice," he choked with an annoying grin.
After saying the words that upset Dara, the man casually went straight into the bathroom. Dara threw a pillow and also kicked her legs into the air, as if forgetting that the other leg was still in a state of pain so irritated.
"Basic ngeselin!" he shouted with a loud breath.
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The bathroom was very spacious, with all the best quality fittings ever. Designed to be natural, with ceramic walls colored bark, as well as natural rocks as decorations in some corners of the bathroom.
The woman still wore a bathrobe, then stood in front of the sink and looked at her reflection in front of the mirror, visible cuts and sadness from the look of her lonely eyes. His outstretched hand picked up the razor located near the sink, as it was about to land on the side of his face, the sweet memories with Almira came back.
Usually, when Wira is lazy to shave his jaw, Almira is the one who does it painstakingly. However, now the sweet memories were bitter and painful, because it was decorated with bitter singing and a watering of grief.
The hero shook his head trying to shake off the chest-stifling shadow, he caught his breath, calming everything that was raging in his mind, he said, then refocused on looking in the mirror and rolling the razor on his face with caution.
Finished shaving, Wira came out of the bathroom to the closet to change clothes, when her eyes looked at the bed, Dara who had fallen asleep there. The sleeping position does not reflect elegance at all, the pose is a mess with one leg dangling on the side of the bed almost touching the floor.
The hero exhales violently, approaches the bed and corrects Dara's sleeping position and covers her. The girl muttered indistinctly, like she was chewing something in her dream. Unexpectedly the man then smiled thinly because it felt funny to see Dara like that.
Staring at the innocent face of peace in his sleep, Dara was previously his sister-in-law, but because of the fulfillment of their promise to Almira, now the slumbering skinny girl has become his wife.
His hand moved about to fix the children's hair that covered Dara's temple, suddenly his movement stopped. He pulled back his hand and unbuckled his intentions, then headed towards the closet to immediately change clothes.