Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
My carelessness

After a freezing November plus December, and bringing sadness until the end of January, a hopeful February finally comes with warmth - even in the cold weather enveloping Jakarta, cures stress and can put me to sleep without the help of drugs. Though actually I who returned paranoid often woke up in the middle of the night to check Reza's whereabouts at my side. And I realize, as long as you're still in love and have hope, it's bullshit that you can be stupid or not care about your partner. Unless that hope is dashed and no longer lives in your heart, you even - perhaps - - no longer want to be by his side.

At first, when I woke up in the middle of the night, I could not go on with my sleep. I often spent minutes staring at his face and feeling his heartbeat wrapped in bare skin without a cloth - while cursing myself who was unable to shake the fear, he said, though I already had -- again - my own most comfortable hug and shoulder. But, after a span of minutes, I was able to go back to sleep. So also on the following nights that I passed warmly in his arms.

But unfortunately, the warmth was somewhat disturbed due to my never-ending paranoid feeling. Until the second Friday of the month, when Reza was about to go to the restaurant, he, he told me that he was going home after Friday prayers and lunch at home - my paranoia was starting to wreak havoc on my brain and make me suspicious again.

"You wanna come?"

I'm shaking. "No," I said. "But please bring food for lunch. If you don't mind -- I won't cook this afternoon."

"OK," he said. "No problem. Wait for me to come home and don't work too hard."

I smile. "Yes, Mum." But I'm sorry if I had to be a little dishonest. I hope this time you don't break my trust again.

Yep. That paranoid feeling prompted me to follow him. Sori, I mean, I'm gonna go to the restaurant, make sure she's there, with whom, and do what.

The new restaurant opened and was still empty of visitors when I entered like a customer with a mask and glasses that made me look different, especially I had to untangle my hair and take the time to buy new clothes. Of course so Reza wouldn't recognize me in the clothes she knew were mine. It occurred to me at the time that all my clothes Reza provided had something in common: they all used zippers, buttons, or rubberized collars, and a small part with a strap model as a fastener. It was amused when I realized all that, because the perverted brain directed my mind to the memories of Reza...

Hello... remember your purpose here, Inara...! I gave my mind to all my sweet memories. Focus, Nara.. focus!

Because of that thought, I didn't even realize Reza was sitting at the table - - right behind me, I recognized her voice. He was with a man I didn't know who was, but from their conversation it was clear that the man in the suit was a lawyer. And because of the chatter - I was agitated in my chair. I didn't expect my words to be so influential, that Reza actually made a will and put my name in it.

My skulls bristled. I was scared, how about...

Oh my God, I don't want to lose my husband. I regretted what I said that day. Shaking, I left the place. I didn't want my reaction to arouse suspicion and make Reza aware of my existence. If she sees me there, she'll know that I'm secretly holding her in disbelief.

But unfortunately for me, when I was about to go my bike even broke down. But I had to leave quickly, I had to push the bike with all my might, the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life: a pregnant woman, pushing the bike when the sun was getting hot, complete with high heels. If it is not pinched and upset, I must have thought a thousand times to do that stupidity.

Well, I did. I pushed my bike far enough to the point that my legs were unusually sore and my stomach was a bit cramped. I gave up and stopped, then I decided to call Ihsan and ask him to pick me up immediately. And as usual, Ihsan scolded me for acting so reckless and stupid. Nevertheless he still cared, he called the repairman and handed me my bike for service. Then, instead of driving me home, he took me to the hospital instead. He continues to grumble despite his girlfriend, Aarin - already reprimanding him many times. That was Ihsan and his unique attention. The results of my fine content examination will not melt his chatty attitude. He will continue to bribe until he is satisfied to lecture me.

"Already, Yang. Nara's mom is fine."

"He'em, being pregnant like this is even scolded."

"It's precisely because you're pregnant, Markona. Don't like to go alone."

Eit dah's!

"That's what it's like to be advised."

"You're angry, not-"

"Continue. Keep on cutting."

"I have a mouth."

"Hard-headed."

"Indeed."

"Can you shut up, no? If the wrong person is silent, don't keep saying."

Well, I'm quiet too. Ihsan and Ihsan did not reply to each other anymore. Aarin shook his head in astonishment.

"Don't be surprised, Rin. She's that hot because she loves me so much. Later you will also feel the disappointment."

Ihsan glanced at the rearview mirror. "That's a compliment or a scorn?" said. His lips revealed a thin smile that he was trying to endure.

"How do you mean it." I smiled back. "Thank you, yeah. You already love me and care about me to the best of extent."

He didn't say. His smile expanded again even though he tried to cover the smile with his fingers. When he arrived, he took a step out of the car to hug me. Longer hug than usual. "Take care of yourself and your content" he said. "If there's anything, call me right away. Don't be careless anymore. Don't make me feel guilty for failing to take care of you."

"Yes, definitely," I said.

"We went back to the office, yes, Ma'am," said Aarin who hugged me after Ihsan."

"Don't tell anyone about my checkup, huh? Promise?"

"Yes, Mother. Calm. I can be a good friend and sister, right?"

I smile. "certain. That's why I don't mind sharing Mommy and Ihsan with you. You're the best brother-in-law."