Scratches of the Injured Heart
whither?

After everything became clear mom and dad said goodbye to go home, Salva's mother-in-law told her to stay the night but mom and dad refused. With a heavy heart Salva let them go again, even though Salva still missed them very much

"Be a good wife, dear.." mother's message before leaving, Salva nodded, her tears could not be held back.

After driving them away, Salva returned home.Now he must fight for his life ahead, here no one will defend him.

"Basin' a crybaby." almost Salva fell backwards in surprise. Why is this guy always everywhere?

"Astagfirefullah!! you...." Arya passed without sin, for some reason it feels good to disturb his wife.

Salva is no longer concerned about Arya's strange behavior, maybe it's better not to look for trouble. Salva returned to the room, because his father and mother-in-law are no longer in the living room.

He almost forgot tonight their bride's night, considering this he remembered the injury on his first night with the caivan. There is nothing more convincing than that, when we wait for the tenderness, sweetness of a husband's attitude, but he even got a wound that is difficult to treat.

He used to think that Kaivan attitude would change with the sincerity he gave, but that never happened. The more the day the wound gets bigger, the more it hurts. Maybe if the glass is now broken no longer form, but the heart must be strengthened, wounds and sadness will not always be felt.There are times when humans find happiness is matchless, there are times, he is confident that God will not give trials beyond his ability.

"Cikhh daydreams again... Is your life not happy?" Salva breathed in annoyance, why is Arya's mouth so chatty now? yesterday, the man was very cold.

"Yes.. You may be right!!! My life is not happy."

Arya was stunned to hear Salva's answer, she could see from the cold gaze. she was so sad and hurt that could not be conveyed to others. somehow Arya felt uncomfortable, she was very sad and hurt, he felt guilty for saying that.

"You... Already, let's pray magrib before the time runs out." invited Arya.

This was the second time they prayed together after this afternoon, for some reason Salva's heart was warm when he saw Arya as his priest, there are no greetings or other romantic scenes like other couples. But Salva was happy.

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"Why are you still sitting there?" Arya was already lying on the bed looking at the restless looking Salva.

"Then what should?" Arya chuckles amusedly at Salva's innocence, for some reason today he laughs so much and smiles only at his wife's misbehaviour.

"Of course sleep... Do you want to sleep on that couch?"

Can Salva think Arya allows herself to sleep in bed? hesitantly Salva replied.

"Yes,"

"Sik! fucking woman! sleep here fast, I don't like to joke!"

"But."

"Now! Or do you want me to carry?" salva jumped from his seat, he immediately ran to bed. Afraid that this man actually did it, he still remembered the moment he was injured.Infortunately Arya pulled his hand into his room, he said, especially now that no one could guarantee that man did not carry out his threat.

Salva began to lie down a little awkwardly, arguably this was the first time he slept alone with a man. When he was his wife, he never slept together. Although he had roomed, Salva was told to sleep on the cold floor without a pedestal. Even on the sofa alone the Kaivan did not allow it, considering that it somehow made Salva's heart throb pain, unknowingly Salva's tears began to flow.

"Why are you a hobby of crying? no one will disturb you. Because tomorrow morning we have to move on." Salva looked up at Arya who started to close her eyes.

"Moving..? Where's where?"

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This chapter has been revised, I hope that the reading can be more comfortable again 😍