Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 3
Not Conform to Expectations

Phew....

What an exhausting day. One more thing, this hard day I can go through. And. It's time.

"Mas, I'm tired. Carry me, yes." my whine.

Reza seemed to think for a moment, then frown at the surroundings. "Shame, Honey. Just take it, yeah...."

"Ah, you." I frowned. "Before, before marriage, in Surabaya, in Bali, you often carried me without permission. Now you are like this.... Uh!" i'm squealing.

Reza was holding me, without warning. Habits!

But I like it. Embarrassed? Whynot? After all, we are a halal couple. Bodo is great for anyone who does not like. I giggle.

"Happy?" he asked, as soon as we were relaxed in the car.

I'm nodding. "Mmm-hmm, thank you. By the way, I'm really tired. Want to restore my spirit?"

"How?"

Iyuuuh. We stared at each other for a few seconds. Then...

One, two, three, all my cats were taken off, and Reza's hands began to guerrilla free-roam behind my clothes, even though his mischievous lips had taken control of the curve of my neck.

"It looks like we have to find a place" I suggested. "A comfortable and free place."

Reza was enthusiastic, his eyes twinkled and his whimper widened. "We're going to mes, huh? Wanna?"

"That sounds interesting. Go, gaskeun! I'm waiting for a gift from you."

Drrr....

Mother called....

Eit dah's! Vibration and writing on Reza's phone screen overtake.

It fits!

"Yes, Bund?"

"It's over?"

"Yes. This is us just out of the precinct."

"Then you guys go home, have lunch together at home. Everyone's been waiting."

Reza bengong, about to interrupt but disinclined. Finally, "Oh, iy, yes, Bund. We're home now."

Makkij! Speechless, guys! A I U E O's. I'm dongkol!

"Sorry, yes, dear" Reza said after hanging up the phone.

I frowned. "It sucks!"

"Propsy. Mother asked us to go straight home, when I had to refuse. At home, you can."

Yes, but not free....

Drrr....

Mother called....

Vibration and writing on the phone screen Reza back overtaking.

Especially that?

"Hello, this is Raline. You guys stop by the minimarket, yeah. Buy Raline snacks a lot. Barter rujak. Okay, Mas and Mommy? Thank you," Raline's cerocos with no loopholes.

"Well, what else do you want to buy?" ask Reza.

"Raheel wants some ice cream, yeah, Mas...."

"Raline too!"

"That's a lot!"

"Hu'um, chocolate, strawberry, mango!"

"Have you?"

"Vanilla too!"

"Hm, what else?"

"It."

"Related?"

"Yep. Thank ye. Yea, bye...."

"Wait on...!"

Phone connection disconnected.

"Sorry, yes, Mas. The behavior of my brothers.. minus...."

Reza smile. "It's ok. It's not a problem at all, though. Your brothers are my sisters too. Your family's my family, too, isn't it?"

I breathed heavily, and was a little relieved. Heavy, for failing to mes both with Reza. Though I was in his spirit to throw all the care and annoyance in my heart. And, relieved, because Reza never objected to my sisters' rather presumptuous and slightly outrageous attitude. Or didn't?

The point is I don't feel good if they're too brave and don't hesitate to Reza. I know you can, but not so, in my opinion.

"Come, cusss, go. Stop by the mini market, go to mes. Haha!"

Reza. "Propsy. There's a time we'll both."

"Hmm, yeah, my dear." I smile. "Mas, I'd like to apologize for that too."

Reza's forehead frowned. "What about?" tanyakanya.

"My answer to the police was."

"Why indeed?"

"That was."

"What?"

"Sorry, if I'm impressed to corner you."

"Oh. Its alright. I understand, really."

Hufft.

"Thank you."

"Yes, honey."

"Kiss first."

Uh, he never refused. One two-minute kiss is hot.