Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
The Warmth of My Little Family

After Aarin and Ihsan left, I hurriedly entered the house and did my work that was not done yet. Immediately I rinsed and dried my laundry, plus washed the dishes that I had been forced to leave because I hurriedly went after Reza. Fortunately, I had swept the floor and several rooms before Reza said goodbye, so I just cooked rice and cleaned myself immediately. With a shock I climbed upstairs, I had to take a shower because my body smelled of sweat, not to mention the Jakarta street dust that invaded my skin. It could make Reza suspect that I'm not taking a shower right away.

But still, I don't have enough time. Reza's voice echoed downstairs as I finished my bath. "Honey..," she called. "Where are you?"

"I'm in the room.." I cried.

Just a few seconds later, Reza appeared at the door of the room with her face excited, why was he who a few hours ago parted with me -- so saw me again - I was wrapped in a towel.

"Whoa! A pleasant welcome," he said.

I shook my head to see his crazy grin. "Don't fuck around, I just finished wudu."

He frowned. "Yes already. I'm waiting downstairs, yeah."

Fiuuuh. My feet are sore, you know!

"Eh, briefly. Where's your bike going, huh? How come there's nothing in the garage?"

What do I have to answer? I can lie. "There's a workshop, Mas. Ihsan brought it."

"Oh, Ihsan was here?"

I'm nodding. I'm not lying. Honest answer. My motor is in the workshop. Ihsan called the repairman. Ihsan is here to take me. I just can't tell you the full story. I'm sorry, Mas....

"Yes, pray first. I'm waiting downstairs, yeah."

I nodded, then quickly got dressed, prayed, and followed her down for lunch.

"So sweet. Thank you, Mommy."

He smiled happily. "Just preparing a meal like this can be a compliment. It's not comparable, you know, to what you do every day. Thank you, yes. You've been willing to take care of me all this time."

"Together, Mas. That's my duty."

Reza nodded, and his eyes glazed over. I don't know what's in his heart and mind right now.

Why is he going back and forth to be this melancholy? I'm astonished. "You why? Hm? Please, don't call yourself a kara again. You got me, your wife."

"Yes, yeah. Don't need to discuss. Come on, let's eat. Papa's dede is hungry."

Practically, Reza's face was cheerful again.

After I was full after lunch, I forced my feet to stand up and washed the dishes in the sink. After that, I stumbled to the sofa, rested my legs and relaxed my muscles. Nevertheless, I tried to look fine in front of Reza.

"It's relaxing, right?" tanyanya sat in front of me. He lifted me up and put my foot on his lap.

I'm nodding. "Yes. That's why I'm a selonjoran now."

She smiles. I realized -- even though her eyes were looking at me, but her hands were down my legs, sneaking into my dress and rubbing my thighs. I know exactly what he meant and what he meant, I know he wanted me from now on. But I have to stop him before he's a mess.

"Mas, I'm cold mango-flavored ice cream."

As I thought, he would be so happy whenever I asked for something, for him it was a cravings. Reza immediately stroked my stomach. "Papa's son wants ice cream? Da? Okay, Papa buy it right now," he said, talking to his children in my stomach. Then he immediately stood up in the spirit of four-five. "Wait, yeah, honey."

"Lo's? I'm coming, Mas."

She shook her head. "Outside it's dangerous, honey."

"But I want to come...."

Well, Reza finally nodded. But you'll stay in the car, don't come out. Deal?"

"Yes. I promise."

"Come on."

"Take a hold..," I whined. But it worked anyway, he was willing to carry me who was now a little fatter.

Ah, pleased.