Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
Me Time's!

The next morning Reza woke me up and took me to take a bath. I told him to take a shower first, and let me take a bath myself. This time he did not force. Even in the next activities, he is not fussy anymore and does not want me anymore.

Afterwards, safe in the peaceful environment of our home and the melodious musical tones of the loudspeakers, I poured in a glass of orange juice that I should have drunk since. I have nothing to regret about everything that has happened and I do not have to defend my household. As long as Reza is loyal to me, I'm willing to spend the rest of my life as his wife - a warm companion to him. And vice versa. It all depends on him.

After lunch, I looked at the clock - at 12:45 - and then I decided to spend some time outside, I wanted to go for a walk myself. I picked up my bag and walked over to Reza in the backyard, she was with Erik and someone entrusted with the renovation of the back of our house.

"Mas, I want permission to go" I said. I was a little nervous because I had never asked him for permission to go - even once. I've never been outside the house without him.

As I thought, it's not that easy. Reza won't be able to do it right away. "Where are you going? Let me have company, will you?"

"I want to go alone."

"Where?"

"Don't know yet. But I need a walk."

"Kuizinkan, if you let Erik take you."

Isha! It sucks! "I want to go alone."

"Dear, please...."

"No need! I'm not leaving."

"Darling...."

Disappointment. With a frown I went back in and threw myself into bed.

Ten minutes after I left, Reza followed me to my room. He approached me with a warm smile.

"I don't like gold cages" I said.

She's staring. A wide smile instantly adorned his face. "Why? You've never been like this before."

A stupid question that made me shake my head with senewen. My heart slips. "I need me time. My heart and brain are just as tired, tired I face our chaotic household problems" I said.

Reza nodded his head. "You may go" he said, then leaned over and kissed me on the forehead before coming out of the room, plus gave me his debit card - even though he always filled my account every month which has not been reduced by a single rupiah.

"Don't go home too late, and don't turn off the phone."

Pleased. I grabbed the bag and walked out of the room.

But when I got to the living room, I braked my steps and turned around - approaching Reza on the back porch. "What?" he asked as I stuck out my hand with my palm open.

"Congratulations."

I nodded, and quickly passed.

At first I didn't go far, just to a small coffee shop around the house. I ordered a caramel latte and let the aroma of fresh coffee calm my racing pulse because considering Reza did not give up the decision to remove Salsya from our lives, while an even greater mess threatened me within three months. Salsya will give birth in early November.

Fifteen minutes later, I realized someone was following. I don't know her name, but I remember her face, one of Reza's employees who met me when she drove my late mother-in-law - the day after Reza proposed to me and I had a fuss with my father. I was weak at remembering what my ears had heard, but I had a very sharp memory of what and who I had seen, like the footage of a surveillance camera.

Goody. He did not send Erik, but sent someone else instead.

I'm not actually angry about this. I can assume that person does not exist as long as he is a few meters away from me. But a hint of the idea of mentally touching Reza suddenly appeared in my brain as I passed through the law firm office where Rizki worked located on the third floor of a shiny building, not far from Taman Anggrek Mall - the place I really want to go. The walls are made of glass, the carpet is caramel in color, and the furniture is made of a type of slippery skin that makes your ass always slump if you sit in his chair.

When I got there, the receptionist asked me if I had made an appointment with Rizki before.

"Yet" I said. "Please tell her sister-Inara Satria-wants to meet."

Ah, I have indirectly admitted that he is my foster brother, even though I do not like it.

"Come," said the receptionist, just after he had put the phone off his hand.

Rizki Satria Anggara got up from behind her super big desk when I walked into her room. "Hi" she greeted me.

"I hope my arrival doesn't bother me."

"Of course, not at all. So, what brings you here?"

"Nothing" I said. "I happened to be passing by here and thinking of stopping by."

Rizki lowered her head by putting her hands in her pockets, she seemed relaxed for a lawyer who I thought was a stiff person, or a jerk like my father.

"Of course your eyes don't say that, Brother."

I chuckle. He called me Dik. That sounds weird and funny. "yeah. I honestly thought maybe I'd need your help. I mean, not now. Maybe someday. Can I keep your contacts? If you don't mind."

"You have a problem? With..your husband?"

Silent. I don't know what to say.

"alright. Call me whenever you need my help." Rizki opened her drawer and gave her business card to me. "But I want you to be happy. Never be rash in making decisions. Okay?"

I'm nodding. "Yes. Sure," I said. "Then, excuse me - sister."

"Yep, please. It's nice to meet you."

I smile. "Me too" I said. I kept the business card and walked away.