Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
Between Bitter And Sweet

Spaces. That's what I need. I need some time alone. I wanted us to keep our distance --for a while.

Nevertheless, I still try to carry out my duties as a wife. I still cooked him food and accompanied him to eat, I still slept by his side - room and bed with him. All I wanted was: we didn't chat and didn't make out for a while.

"Tell me if you need anything. Just don't talk to me" I said.

That day, after I asked her to keep her distance from me, Reza went straight to the backyard. She was feeding her pet fish while I was drying my laundry. Without even glancing, I knew he was looking at me from a distance.

The strong, Nara. Just leave him alone. I flicked my foot and I walked in.

At lunchtime, at Reza's request, we had lunch together on the back porch - a place he planned to transform into a dining room with a large table and plenty of chairs. He said he wanted to try out the atmosphere before it was completely renovated. But the topic was not necessarily an interesting discussion because I did not respond to it at all.

For the rest of the day, and continuing into the night - he began to grow furious. A wedding that should still be in a warm atmosphere becomes like a chunk of ice in the winter. The relationship between us was cold. I didn't want to have dinner at the time. Instead, I just drank apple juice one big glass and accompanied her to a meal at our bar table. And it was instead used by Reza to melt the atmosphere between us.

"You just don't want to talk to me, do you? Not that I shouldn't bribe you."

I glanced at him for a moment while scowling. "I don't want to make out either" I said.

"Sin," he said slowly. "You know, right, refusing the husband's will is a sin? What I want is not a bad thing."

Start off. Holy hush! I looked straight into his eyes. "Which sins - reject the husband or pervert with an ex-boyfriend? Hmm?"

Reza's face was red. This time he was angry at me, until he put his plate on the table with a pretty loud bang. Then, without saying a word he immediately passed to the top floor.

"I told you not to talk to me about anything! Why do you still insist? Heh? Goddamn it!" I shouted while staring at his back with nanar.

Because of that I cried so much and hid my face between two folded arms. I didn't know how long until I realized my husband's two firm hands were pulling me until I sat up straight. Then she swiftly wiped my tears and immersed me in her arms. "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I promise I won't talk, but you have to eat."

And, the next minutes we spent eating a plate together holding hands, Reza occasionally bribed me - even without speaking. Reza also deliberately tuned the song One Name Stay In the Heart to echo filled the room. The song was originally owned by Eye Band - a band from Malaysia in the 90s that was covered by many Indonesian musicians.

Under those circumstances, I was desperately trying to avoid Reza's eyes. Like before, I dare not look him in the eye.

"Darling," he said. Her hand started playing the zipper end of my nightgown. "I want to ask for my rights. Can, huh?"

Argha! Kan, right? What about my defense? Ewww!

"Yes," I said with some force, but I fear sin if I refuse it. Wanna how?

Without further ado and without delay, Reza immediately took off all the cloths that wrapped around my body.

"A little while" I said. I took the blindfold that Zia had given me back then, which I had tucked away at the end of the bed, preparing for Reza to ask me to make love while we were fighting. That was the first time I wore it. At first Reza didn't bother about it. He didn't stop me from closing my eyes. But in the following minutes -- after I had been asked to* several times because he *touched every sensitive point of mine until all parts of my body were red-red, he suddenly stopped without breaking away from me. I opened my eyes and asked why. He immediately grinned.

It sucks!

"Look at my eyes" he said. "We do it while looking at each other, so it's more intense. I want you to feel my love that never lessens."

Swallow. I felt a million butterflies dancing over my head. I know your love never lessened for me. But love is not enough. I want perfect happiness, without Salsya among us. I'm sure I can get through all the tempests, anything. It's not about the third person.

"OKay?" reza's voice pulled me back into consciousness.

I blinked my eyes. "Yes" I said, "i'll try."

At that moment, Reza did not look into my eyes, she looked into me. I wonder what he saw there. He held the top of my head with his left hand. The right one rests on the bed. His eyes will not move from me. I guess during the whole process, he just blinked a few times. And in the end my eyes were still closed when I reached the top.

"Ops! Sorry."

Eit. My reaction made him laugh. He chuckled happily, almost nagak.

Basic sucks!