Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
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I asked Reza for permission to invite Ihsan and Aarin to visit our house, and spend three days off with us. I'm glad that Reza allowed it and didn't mind it at all, even she suggested inviting Mayra and Alfi as well. He told me that Alfi had brought his family back to Bogor and settled there. Really, I'm so happy to hear that.

Since Monday is the red date of the national holiday independence day, so they all meet our invitation, passing the long weekend together with us. I miss them all so much. Especially for Ihsan, we had not met since she returned to Jakarta - after my wedding day. While Reza - of course he missed Alfi, his best friend, they spent the entire afternoon chatting and letting their wives relax on their own.

"Know not, what was the first thing I wanted to ask you when we first met again?"

I smile. "I know," I said. "You want to ask me if I'm happy or not, right?"

Ihsan nodded. "Well, that's what I want to ask," he said, looking at me for a glance, then he sipped orange juice from my glass and put it back on the table. "And I guess after seeing you this time, I've already got the answer. I'm glad to see you happy." He smiled, hugged me and kissed my head, like a big brother.

I returned his embrace as well. "Trims," I said. "But I'd be happier if Mother came back here soon."

"Soonly," he said. He let go of his embrace and jumped straight into the pool, swooping down on his laid-back girlfriend while closing his eyes on the buoy - - until both of them splashed into the water. Kind of crazy, huh?

Shortly after, Reza approached me. I was sitting in my bar chair. He stood by my side and told me what he was talking about with Alfie. About the child, and also Dinda's doctor for her pregnancy program.

"Don't talk about it now" I whispered. "I don't want Mayra to hear this. Poor him."

Reza nodded and understood. "But you want, right, a pregnant program? I'm afraid you're feeling burdened."

"Casual, Mas. I'm ready, really. For you, for us, for our little family. Hmm?"

Amboys... Reza smiled, a relieved, happy, and happy smile that collaborated as one. "Thank you," he said. I also got another hug, this time a hug from my husband. "Hey, you don't mind your pool being tasted by people first?"

I held my shoulders, I thought so. I should have been the first to enjoy the pool. "Ah, what matters is that you're not the one people taste." I put my body back in his arms. "Hug me tight" I asked.

"Why?"

Aha, came to mind for a bit ignorant.

"Why? Hm? Is there a problem? Tell me, what's up?" Reza leaned on me as she looked at my face, she was worried excessively.

I'm shaking. "It's okay" I said. "I just want you to be more friendly. Because Ihsan was watching me, she wanted to know whether I was happy or not."

"Oh, okay. Here, let me hold you twenty-four hours."

Aarin stuck her face between us, with Ihsan in her arm, just as Reza was humbling*my lips. "Get in the room" he said.

"You two alone" teased Reza.

I grunt. "About you! Don't try, yeah, Ihsan!"

But Ihsan instead served Reza's joke. "Come, Yang. We go to the room" he said. He pretended to whisper to Aarin with his mischievous flashing of eyes.

Eit dah's!

"Hu 'um. I'm cold" said Aarin.

"Cinting!"

"Enjoy, yes." cried Reza to them.

"Shut up, Mom!" I said.

"Shut up, Mas..," Reza parroted.

I pushed my sisters upstairs to make sure they wouldn't do anything. Holy poo, huh? But I want to take care of my sister. I don't want my brother to be a jerk like my father. So, I accompanied Aarin until he finished changing clothes. After that he asked for permission and asked to be accompanied to the gallery room. He wanted to see our photos that were already printed and framed big by Reza. Just like me, Aarin also favorites our photos in Bandung and in Cianjur, as well as photos of our honeymoon in Krui: photos of the main poster style of the film Beautiful (An Ode To Rangeela), poster 13651 film Hate Story 3, wallpaper 18267 film Alone, wallpaper #3 film Zeher, video cover photo of the song Re Piya, and video cover photo of the song Hippi Nee Naa. The fourteen photos are the sweetest photos I like the most: some are sweet because of their beautiful pose, sweet because they look sexy, and they are beautiful, and the rest is sweet because Reza and I look so intimate in those pictures. Just like the kissing style photos, I also like it a lot.

After that we spent the whole night discussing, Aarin and Mayra helped me find inspiration for garden design in our front yard. According to Mayra because the front gate is exactly as straight as the garage, so the path is not planted with anything, and good coated with paving block-brick floor. Even in front of the terrace, the good is also coated with ceramics and made high parallel to the terrace, in other words according to Mayra front porch was extended up to the front fence, in other words, and planted a shady shade tree on its side - the space between the terrace and the path, like a trembesi tree.

"But you have to keep the tree from getting too lush. Must be diligently trimmed."

Then next to him Mayra suggested to make a water park, a small pond for ornamental fish ponds. After that on the side of the most edge then be named special colorful flowers. It's up to him to design what that part looks like. Aarin and I liked Mayra's idea. And at the end of it Aarin suggested to plant flowers with pots of old tires painted colorful and then arranged in a stacked way. While the soil media can be taken from the former excavation for the manufacture of fish ponds. So even on the walls of the walls, according to Aarin it is good to be planted with vines.

"How, Mas?" I asked Reza after Mayra and Aarin's idea was exposed.

He puts his shoulders. "Towards you," he said. "If you agree, tomorrow I tell Erik to buy the ingredients, plus call his exchange again."

Finally fix, we agreed. The next day we executed the field. Except for the manufacture of terraces and fish ponds, the work is done by craftsmen, and the rest we do it ourselves. The guys and plus Erik's energy, directly compose the paving block, on the road as fast as the front of the garage, as well as the entire backyard that is not planted with plants. While we girls planted those colorful old tires with flowers. Reza already had a lot of plant seeds that he put in the backyard - which he actually told people to plant, but it didn't - just because of my answer at that time, so he abandoned his intention to plant the flowers in the front yard. Afraid of being wrong, he said.