Dream Womb
Warm Hugs

This afternoon was the most delicious lunch I have ever tasted, perhaps because in front of me now sits a handsome man who has recently shifted my world. Haris smiled as he looked at me so closely that it made me misbehave.

"Haris, please don't look at me like that."

"Why, Key? I miss you" replied Haris. Slowly his fingers clenched my fingers on the dining table.

We ate with fingers tied together, making the pounding inside the chest rumble even more.

"After this I still have another session until 05:00 p.m. Aren't you tired of waiting for me?" my many.

Haris shook his head. "I know meeting on the sidelines of your show will have to adjust the time, but don't worry, I'll definitely wait."

I smiled at Haris. I don't know why it feels like there's something I'm expecting from him. Waiting like this creates a feeling of nervousness, a beautiful nervousness, perhaps also a hope for togetherness that will never come to an end.

After lunch, we split up. Haris returned to his room, while I entered the training room. Throughout the activity I could not concentrate, imagining Haris waiting for me in his room. I don't know what's going to happen, I'm resigned. I tried to shake off this strong sense, guilt and desire that came together.

Looking at Haris face always gives calm, inversely with Mas Andre who is full of anger. But, does Mas Andre deserve my betrayal? Now the dilemma fills the heart cavity until without feeling the day went up in the afternoon and the activity stopped.

I walked out of the room. In the lobby, Haris had already greeted me with his warm smile. He was tidy, changing his t-shirt and knee-length pants that increasingly revealed his aura of agility. Looks like she's taken a shower, her hair is still wet.

"Why wait here? You can wait in your room, right?" I said while sitting next to him.

"Better here. So when you get out, I'm the first person you see, and I won't miss the moment this angel gets out of there, either" he said.

"What, the hell, you? Wombal! I'll take a shower, okay?" Realizing Haris' fresh face, I became insecure.

"okay! Can I come with? I mean, I promise I won't bother you taking a shower, I'll just wait for you in the room, then we go for a walk downstairs for a bit enjoying the twilight. It seems like fun because we are at a height. The view of the hotel is also good."

"All right!" I agree with Haris' words because it's not nice that he has to wait in the lobby.

We walked to my room. Haris closed the door, then as quickly as he grabbed my body into his arms.

"Keysha, I'm sorry. But I miss you so much" he said, hugging me tightly.

I can say nothing but enjoy the warmth of the man's embrace that has accompanied support and provide solutions to all the problems I face.

Long enough we hugged, barely letting go. I enjoy the warmth of this hug. God, this feels so comfortable and soothing. Actually I wanted to break the hug because it's been too long, but Haris gave the code so that this hug does not come off.

"Haris, it's dong! I'm going to take a shower, I'm going to have an afternoon hunt" I said.

"Hey, I want to hug you like this and not want to take it off forever, honey."

It was the first call of love that broke my heart. I don't know if it turns out, getting a sincere affectionate call feels very heartwarming.

Mas Andre has never showered me with words of affection, he replaced it with hardikan and rough snaps. The affectionate words from Haris just now were like drops of water splashing about my arid heart.

Maybe now I manifested as the weakest woman in the world who was just showered with words of love, already mengmehek-mehek. But what I feel is not like that. This affectionate speech from Haris is full of sincerity, one thing that has been lost from my life with Mas Andre. Either because he often showered me with insults, or I fortified myself too high so that his negative remarks did not gnaw my mind. However, that sincerity is no longer between the two of us.

Maybe Mas Andre is just doing his duty as a husband, and I am the same, trying to do the job as a wife. Only to that extent, no more, so that it creates a rigid husband and wife relationship and keep each other from getting hurt. More precisely, I kept myself from the tantrums and harsh words that always put me in a low position and were denigrated.

Haris smiles. This time he landed a kiss on my forehead.

I fell silent, then immediately picked up a change of clothes in the suitcase. There was no way I could change clothes in the room while Haris was waiting for me on the bed.

After bathing and getting dressed, I just combed her hair, swept thin makeup, then put on nude lipstick to give a fresh impression.

"I'm ready. Come on, let's go now!" myrag.

Haris bergeming. He pulled my body so that it fell on his lap.

"Daris? Come on, let's go now!"

"I still want to be with you this close, Keysha. Please, just let me enjoy this taste for a second." Haris pleaded. He hugged me back tightly.

I don't know, maybe he's the type of physical touch guy who always wants to show his love with touch.

"Yes, but if we stay here, it's dark. He said he wanted to hunt for the scenery? At least sunset, although not on the beach" I said.

Haris smiled, then said, "Alright, I'll follow all your wishes, dear."

'The second 'honey' that catapulted my heart.

I smiled a little when I realized I had to get used to being whipped by affection from him, while this tongue still felt silly to reply to him. Not yet, I can't be like Haris who feels very united to me. I still have a gap and distance in my heart.

The saying goes, "If you are afraid, don't be brave. If you dare, don't be afraid." I was in between, brave and scared, at the same time.

We enjoyed the view around the hotel. It is true said Haris, the hotel located at this height has a very beautiful panorama. We can even enjoy the beautiful sunset from a restaurant that serves Sundanese cuisine, there are various kinds of burnt menu.

"What a beautiful sight, huh, Kei? I've longed for moments in the open like this. Last time, it seemed like five years ago, I enjoyed this beautiful twilight in Bali. But, still can't beat this afternoon because I'm with you."

"Haris, don't keep fighting! We know it's not true."

"You don't believe it? I'm not fighting, Keysha, but I miss this atmosphere, it reminds me of home. I haven't been home for a long time to see my mother" he said.

"Why? Are you that busy?" my many.

Haris shook his head in doubt. "First of all, I was very busy. Secondly, I don't want to go home in just a day or two, I want to spend a longer time in my hometown. But, Diana never agreed to come along, while going alone was the same as looking for trouble" Haris said as he lowered his face.

I saw the hue of longing in her two eyeballs, maybe it was a longing for her mother or her family. Haris never talked about them.

"Go home. You can relax, but you still have parents. Both my parents are gone, only Mas Andre I have."

The name of my husband changed the mood. Ah, stupid me! Look, we both feel awkward now.

"Diana" said Haris Lirih when looking at the highway in front of the restaurant.