Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
Disentangling Tangled Threads

I wanted to make things right, but my tongue still grumbled. I have not been able to say the words that would have improved his confidence as a husband. So, the next night, I tried to play a bit of a role that was actually a bit complicated, but at least -- didn't require me to blatantly signal him, like not having to give it *strong bat or perangsan*, do not have to wear lingerie let alone intentionally long*, plus do not have to say - especially begging to be touched. That sense of prestige still exists.

Finally, that night I just stood in the living room peeking out occasionally.

"What's wrong?" ask Reza.

"I...."

"Why?"

"Waiting for the saturator to pass by," I said. "I want to eat goat satay."

I sniggered in my heart. Where there's a satayman passing in front of our house. But Reza was not suspicious at all.

"Let me find it" he said.

"You want to get out? Not afraid of-"

"For your sake" he said. "For our son."

Ouw, he thinks I'm cravings. "I want to come. We're on a bike, okay?"

But he forbade me to come along on the grounds that it was already night and didn't want me to catch the night wind.

"I beg you, will you?" A crisp smile like before could never make Reza reject me.

He's nodding. "Yes. Everything for you."

"Hoe! Womb!"

He smiled, picked up the keys and we immediately rushed over. "Slow down, yes," I said, as I wrapped my hand around her waist.

She was stunned and immediately looked at my hand that was holding her. Then he turned to look at me, a happy smile immediately flashed across his face. And while putting my head on his shoulders, I said that I missed him a lot, and I missed his moments with him. Reza was happy, he took off his left hand from the handlebars of the motor to stroke and echo my finger gently. Then...

Upon arrival at the satay stall, Reza immediately ordered a serving of goat satay for me.

"Why order one?"

"For you."

As soon as my one was on the table, I turned to Reza who was sitting next to me.

"Buet me" I said.

Again he was stunned. Her expression was a reflection of worry, as if she was terrified that I wanted to play with her like that time.

"i'm serious. I won't play you like that time. This time for real, I want you to bribe me."

He nodded, then took one skewer and stuffed it into my mouth.

"I want you to eat too" I asked. But Reza kept shaking. "It's okay, don't be afraid." Then I whispered, "If you were angry and wanted me, I would not forbid you from touching me. Hmm?"

He straightened his shoulders, his expression turning gleeful. "Darling...?"

I looked at him, nodded and smiled. "I promise, I'm yours."

Yep, Reza immediately called for his order, "Two more servings, Mas!"

Eh? How wow.

Reza's eyes and smile began to differ from the moment we came out of the satay shop, and it really made me feel ashamed. Arriving at home, while Reza locked the door, I immediately took off my jacket and rushed to the sink to wash my hands, then prepared a special milk for pregnant women and immediately drank it. As for Reza -- after washing her hands, she just stood by the sink with two relaxed hands in her pocket while looking at me. After sipping a glass of milk until the toilet, I brought the empty glass to the sink and washed it immediately. As if not wanting the warmth between us to disappear again, Reza immediately hugged me and landed a kiss on the nape of my neck. A long pause - - what happened between us made me feel nervous again. I felt again the thrilling vibrations as I used to feel.

So gently, Reza turned my body around, then lifted me up and sat me down on the kitchen counter beside the sink. He stared long into my eyes - much longer than he had ever done. He was as if he was asking a question without a word. A gesture I understand without him having to actually ask. I nodded, closing my eyes slowly as a sign that I would allow him to do whatever he wanted from me. It was only then that Reza ventured to kiss me - - to enjoy my lips gently and wholeheartedly, as if it were our first kiss.

But that was all he did - he just kissed me, even though I knew he had stiffened, because I felt it. And it made me curse myself. Because I. I punished him for so long that it damaged his mental and self-confidence as a man.

I'll fix everything. I will free him from the shackles of regret and agonizing anxiety. Grap my hand and I'll pull myself to take off the trousers. "Come on," I said.

He smiled and pulled me closer until I stuck to him. "Sorry, yeah. Maybe this won't last long. We've been a long time, I mean, I haven't-"

"It's okay. We can repeat it later."

Again he smiled very softly. His eyes radiate happiness. And as he said, the moment only lasted for a moment. Shortest duration we've ever done.

But that's not a problem at all. The night is still long. And, there I am, with him.