A TWISTED MIND'S
Chapter 73's

"So how? Have you made your decision?" Robby asked Samudera after discussing work in the Ocean workspace located in front of his bedroom.

The ocean straightened its body that was previously leaning on the back of its chair, its two elbows resting on the table with palms flanking its nose and mouth.

"I don't know how to start. Everything felt heavy, I was afraid Venus was disappointed, I was afraid Venus was angry and hated me even more. I'm forcibly married until now I haven't been forgiven, if I add to this problem again, I feel like I'm losing hope." The ocean sighed violently then lowered its head, one hand twitching its temple.

"That's a consequence of honesty. Sooner or later, Venus will find out. But it would be nice if he knows it directly from your mouth, not from someone else. If it's from someone else, it could be less information and it's conveyed based on its subjectivity, I think it's more risky." Robby gave a look. He did not want to see the Ocean too long to fix his own problems because it had a psychological effect.

"So where should I start? What starts from my origin who is not a father's biological child? Or to say that the mother of Venus was not wrong at all but wrong was my mother... or go straight to the main topic that the one who killed both of Venus' parents was my mother's mistress who was none other than my father's biological sister. ah no..." it feels so bad to reveal all that.

Arggghhh...

The ocean grabbed her hair with both her clenched hands of quality. His jaw hardened with teeth pressing against each other. His chest went up and down withstanding the rumbling inside there. He slumped his face against the table, his tears flooding there. His hands were banging on the surface of the table, channeling all his pain and disappointment.

"I'm ashamed, Rob!" He said softly then threw his back against the chair.

Robby closed his eyes, scooping as much air into his airways and exhaling slowly. He knew how devastated and disappointed the Ocean was with that sad and shameful reality. In addition, the relationship and relationship with Venus. All of this adds to his burden.

Robby could not guess how Venus would react after this, because Venus could be at this point until now because of her curiosity for the real truth.

"Pacify yourself, Sam. Remember, there's Alea among you. Think about your child's future and happiness, Venus too and most importantly your own happiness.

If you believe in Venus, be honest and fight.

Maybe Venus will be angry and disappointed at first, but it won't be long because you are her husband, the father of her child. I could see there was a great twinkle of love in his eyes when he looked at you. Believe that! The woman's heart is very soft, even though it is as hard as a rock, it will eventually melt too if it continues to be given touching droplets."

Ocean was attracted by Robby's last sentence, his face looking up looked deeply into Robby's eyes, looking for the truth there.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm pretty sure what I doubt is you. Do you love him?" Tanya Robby stared fixedly into the sharp net of the Ocean.

"I'm..." The mouth of the Ocean was silenced because it felt its heart beat suddenly racing. His hands fumbled at his chest which was painful and flowery at the same time.

"It's. right here..." The ocean pointed at his heart. "He was always crazy whenever he was near Venus. Nearby, as the lake of heaven is before the eyes. The touch always evokes vibrations of thousands of volts from the tip of the foot to the end of my head. When it's far away, it's hell! There is only torture."

"Tell the truth with the truth! You'll never know how Venus feels as long as you don't try. Do it and accept the risk with gentle!"

Samudera and Robby continued their discussion without knowing that someone had accidentally eavesdropped on their conversation.

His mind had faded after hearing the Ocean tell him who killed his parents. He could no longer digest the words of the Ocean and Robby in there. He was too shocked to hear it.

Venus walked like an undead back to Alea's room. Even when Alea cried, it took her a few minutes to bring her consciousness to focus on Alea.

The cries of Venus also broke along with Alea's shrill cry asking for her attention.

"Sorry mommy, honey. You want milk, come here with mommy!" Venus said with tears still on her face.

Venus looked at Alea's face intensely, scanning her in as much detail as possible into her deepest memory.

"Whatever happens, Alea should know that mommy loves you very much, very much!" Venus placed her palm on Alea's left chest, stroking it gently and affectionately.

"Remember here, keep mommy's name always!" Venus kissed Alea's entire face fondly.

A few hours later, Venus's sleep was interrupted because she felt heavy on her stomach. Had been shocked but when his nose scanned the aroma he liked either when it made him a little calm. The Ocean.

If the last few nights he often dreamed there was an Ocean that embraced him, now he was conscious and found the Ocean there.

Slowly Venus moved around her body facing the Ocean.

Venus examines the perfect work of God printed on her husband's face. Not enough with her eyes alone, the right hand of Venus did not want to lose want to enjoy and touch it.

Venus's eyes rounded wide as the Ocean's hand swiftly caught her finger. His eyes sharply glared at Venus and then slowly the gaze turned shady and warm.

Their net was locked together and no one wanted to budge, either, like there is a gravitational pull that makes their breaths feel closer until the two pairs of lips join together to link two hearts that have long been so long longing.

The ocean can no longer hold itself back, nothing can stop her this time to spend all her longing savings and passionate desires on the woman who has filled her heart and mind all this time.

The ocean moves rapidly up the body of Venus without removing its link despite the breath they both hunt chasing after taking the air around them. Not wanting his weight to torture his little wife, all the weight he piles on both his elbows and knees.

Their lips are still equally reluctant to separate presenting sounds of wet and syahdu decapitation.

Venus groaned until she unconsciously bit the lips of the Ocean when one warm and large Ocean hand swept and pressed her chest firmly. Coupled with evidence of her husband's passion that felt throbbing pressing on his stomach.

Their kisses were released, the breath was hunting each other and their neutrals were still locked together which both kept the fog of passion there.

Not wanting to linger, the Ocean again scooped the lips of Venus with more intense, more demanding and passionate.