Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
Glimmer of Hope

On the next day, for six days in a row - Reza really did not come. I have to admit, I felt barren again when my eyes no longer saw the figure of Reza Dinata. My paradise's back is barren. The sunlight had burned the ground and absorbed all the water inside. All that was left was me, a thirsty and desperately trying little flower to survive. I honestly started to worry. In that anxiety, Salsya suddenly came to see me to ask Reza whereabouts.

"I don't know," I said. "It's been over a week that he's not here and there's no news. You should have known. You're married."

Salsya shook. "Not yet" he said.

A feeling of pleasure shakes my heart. I don't know why, but I'm really happy with the fact that my husband hasn't married that woman.

"Reza promised to marry me after my puerperium ended. But since you and her, I mean because you guys have a problem, Reza's backtracking on our wedding plans. He said he wanted to fix your household first, only after that we will nod again. That's also why I'm looking for her, I want us to get married on the eleventh of January. But now Reza can't even be contacted. I don't know where he is."

Argha! Basic path*! Maybe that's why he left - to avoid you. I pretended to smile. "I don't know where she is either."

"Emmm... Ra, can we have a little chat, sit down?"

I nodded and immediately invited him to sit on the terrace. "What are you talking about?" my many.

"Emm. Since we've already discussed this, all of you, yes. I. I'm asking for help, I'm sorry Reza. Please, our blessing."

Dajjal!

"I promise, I'll be a good honey to you."

Goddamn bum! I've clenched my hands.

"It doesn't matter if Reza is with you more often. From Monday to Saturday it doesn't matter. It's okay my rations are only Sunday. Or what day it is. Once a week he was with me. I don't have a problem."

Patience, Nara. Patience. "Eleven January, about two weeks away. If I may know, what's special about that date?"

Her pale cheeks instantly met pink like rose shoots. "That was the first day we met. It started with Alfie. It was the eleventh of January, the two of them were eating in a roadside tent, and there happened to be a busker singing the 11th of January there. That's why Alfi became a fad, he challenged Reza to get acquainted with one of the girls in the tent."

"And he chose you?"

Salsya nodded. "That's my friend's five-foot tent, and I work there."

"Oh, I thought you guys got acquainted after you worked at the restaurant."

He shook his head. "No, I worked at the restaurant after we met. He offered me to work there. After that we met every day, and we began to realize, there was love between us. The first love that will never die."

"Cannot be. You wrong. He just needs to realize, deep in the bottom of his heart there's still me." His smile was bursting and there was a happy twinkle emanating from his eyes. "If she doesn't love me anymore, how could she care about me, right? After all, there's my son who's a bond of love between us."

Oh my God.. Would I sin if I displayed this cheap woman?

Huh! What an incredible fairy tale. My eyes were fixed on the tiny baby in his carrier. A handsome baby. But alas, she was born from a shameless street* woman.

A moment later, my mother came out of the house and deliberately cleared her throat. "It's dusk. It's not good for babies to be outside the house."

It took a while before Salsya answered. He understood and immediately said goodbye.

"Bund, do you know where Mas Reza is?" ask me after Salsya leaves.

Mother shakes. "No. But Mommy knows where to call her."

I grinned. "meaning?"

"Reza tells Mommy his new cell phone number. He said don't tell anyone." Then he crossed. "Would you call him?"

I'm shaking. "Please ask her where she is now."

"Mother asked yesterday. But he won't answer."

But my heart tells me he's actually in our house. And I'm pretty sure. "Nara wants to find him" I said. "Nara thinks he's actually home." I darted straight into the room, grabbed my bag and cell phone, plus the motor key on the table.

"It's dusk, son."

"Nara knows, but Nara wants to go home."

"Wait for Ihsan to come home or have Reza pick you up, huh?"

"It only takes a few dozen minutes to get there, Bund. Just relax."

Kuciumi hands my mother and I begged her not to tell anyone where I was going. My mother nodded, and I immediately darted away - across the orange sky.

I'll go home for you.