
Tonight Tiara and Alvaro head straight to Shevi's mommy's apartment on the Upper West Side which is the location of Lincoln Center. Center of various performing arts.
Very close to Juilliard. Where his mother studied.
Just a short five-minute walk north on Broadway to Columbus ave and a left turn towards W 65th st.
Mommy prefers to walk because besides being close. Also avoid congestion on Broadway roads.
Not much has changed with their apartment. Still faithful to its pure white color.
"My wife was big in a busy city" said Alvaro, who wrapped his arms around his wife's belly, staring at the beauty of Manhattan at night. A city that never sleeps.
"Kaya Jakarta is not a busy city at all." said Tiara along with the kiss Alvaro on the neck of the fence.
Alvaro. "Make there. I'm pesenin dinner. Soon to meet with Bobby."
Tiara clucked in annoyance. "Holiday is still a hundred works."
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Still with her hair wrapped in a towel, Tiara sat on the sofa in the room that had served the dinner menu. Where the husband has sat holding a MacBook.
"Eat first pah.. It'll work again."
Alvaro opened his mouth as Tiara thrust a fork filled with pasta at him.
"Pity me." with his mouth full of Alvaro landed a kiss on his wife's cheek. Makes the woman very upset.
"Dirty we know! Saos doang deh his cheeks." the woman grunted clean his cheeks from the former sausage that stuck to Alvaro's lips.
While the man who made the act just chuckled and again listened to Dika who was explaining the new project.
"Si Dika's. I'd like to take a leave of absence in order to understand the report is not finished" said Alvaro who had closed the MacBook and put the square object on the table.
"Why not find a secretary? Kasian dika works a lot."
"I'm compatible with Dika's work. I don't trust new employees."
"But he's helping, right?" Tiara still continued to feed the pasta a mouthful for a mouthful until her husband's plate was empty. The woman ate her own food.
"There was. He's got a staff under him." Alvaro took over the plate in his wife's hands. "Here's papa's bribe."
Tiara smiled willingly enjoying every bribe from the husband.
When was the last time they could have this kind of time together, without the kids?
It seems never. Because they never go together without bringing their two heroes. Except work of course.
Sometimes Tiara misses their time like this. Time that belongs to only the two of them. Not thinking about the kids and the job.
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Tiara had already sighed many times. Sometimes even deliberately sighed loud enough for Alvaro to hear.
His mouth did not stop beating either. But her husband is still serious about the iPad. Checking the reports sent by Dika.
They were already sitting on the bed that should no longer be thinking about work.
Tiara sleeps in Alvaro's lap. I hope her husband responds. Nil.
She hugged her husband's stomach and buried his face there. Still no response.
In a fit of annoyance, the woman wakes up and settles between the hands of Alvaro holding the iPad. Sitting on her husband's lap and I saw what made her husband ignore her.
"What's up, Al, it works. We're on vacation, you know?!"
Tiara clucked. "Not exciting!" pass by touching the feet. Bring pillows and blankets out of the room.
Alvaro shook his head withholding a smile at his wife's behavior. He did not not know his wife who tried to take his attention earlier. But he just wanted to know, to where his wife's business.
Actually the defense almost collapsed when Tiara moved her face on her stomach. But as much as possible the man could hold.
After half an hour of letting his wife out of the room, Alvaro turned off the iPad and caught up with the sulking beauty.
Alvaro gave a smile as soon as he opened the room door. Tiara who was still sitting with a mobile phone, immediately threw herself down and went into the blanket.
His wife was still very adorable to him. They often act like children when they are older.
But it was something special for Alvaro. The spoiled attitude behind his wife's independence keeps them always warm.
"Yank.. Move rooms, yuk?" persuade Alvaro who was already sitting behind the back of his wife who was sleeping facing the back of the sofa.
"Wouldn't! sleep together, sana!" tiara's voice was sounding faint despite the blankets.
"Later I can't sleep, if you sleep here."
"Bodo very!"
"Let's dong dear." shook his wife's shoulder slowly. But Tiara further tightened the blanket wrapped around her body.
"Well, if you don't want to sleep in the room. I'm sleeping here."
Alvaro took a couch cushion and laid himself on the carpet just below his wife. When there was a movement of the blanket owned by Tiara, Alvaro immediately closed his eyes.
There was a sigh and a sigh before his wife's voice could be heard. "Did you sleep there?"
"Yes abis you do not want to sleep in the room" said Alvaro put on a face of bleak.
Tiara lifted her head in a sitting position and spouted out her breath. "Swipe!"
Alvaro frowned at the tone of his wife's orders. Until the pain turned into a smile fluffy when his wife also lay down next to him. They covered their bodies in a blanket.
Alvaro moved his wife's head from the pillow over his arm. It made it easier for the man to hug his wife.
"It's better to sleep like this, right? wherever it is, it can hug you. A hard floor feels like sleeping on a soft, warm goose feather."
"Partly busy mulu work." Tiara looked at her husband fixedly. "We're on vacation again. Our Anniversary Ngerayain. So you can't, forget your work."
"Can." replied Alvaro sure. "I promise there will only be us as long as we're here. So no more snoring, right?"
Tiara smiled and shook her head. Makes Alvaro powerless not to immerse his lips on his wife's cherry lips. The kiss that is getting longer and more tempestuous and demanding.
"May I?" alvaro's permission to let his wife breathe for a moment.
"I'm yours to keep." whispered Tiara in a voice that made Alvaro unable to bear to not eat his wife at that moment.
And their first long night in the childhood history town of Tiara takes place. There is no need for words to express each other's feelings. Only with body language do they know how much love their partner is giving them.
Only the sound of their quarrels could be heard filling the living room of the apartment. Two people who are both looking for warmth and satisfaction. The taste they want is only given by their partner.
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It turns out that it is more difficult to make extra part yes 😂 because it already has no groove 🙊
But even though it has not been dapet feel, hopefully you like ya 🤗🤗