Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 3
So Heavy

"Mas, change your clothes. After that we have lunch. At least you should fill your stomach, huh?"

He nodded, then looked back. "Sorry, yeah."

I nodded back too. "It's important you don't be negligent with yourself. Your role is much needed. Not only here, but also me, by my side and our children."

Once again, Reza nodded and was a little calmer. "Yes, honey," he said. Desaha* the weight again escaped his lips. Then he caressed my stomach. "You guys okay? How stomach? Still hurts, doesn't it?"

I shook my head even though my body was really tired. "Come, change clothes first. You'll catch a cold."

Without a sound, Reza moved back and took off her wet clothes, and put on her change of clothes.

We hugged for a long time before we got out of the car. Even Reza had landed a warm kiss on my forehead.

"You are strong" I said. "You can be relied upon by everyone."

He rema*my hand is pretty strong. "I'm scared" he said. "I'm worried about Alfie. It's very bad. His leg was pinched. I'm...."

Again desaha* the weight escaped from his lips. "Yes, Honey. I-i can. Thank you for your support, thank you for strengthening me."

"Em, we're out, yeah. We're going to the canteen. Poor thing, our kids are starving."

He caressed my stomach. "I'm sorry Papa, yes, son. You're hungry, aren't you? Come on, let's eat first."

We went out, first to the hospital administration for a while, at the same time, Reza contacted his hired bodyguards to wait for Alfi, Dinda, and his children. After that, we headed straight to the hospital canteen. Taste is not appetizing, must eat. Because we are healthy and alive - not just for ourselves. But for everyone, and to face all circumstances.

Reza remained silent. He chews with ogah-ogahan. Her stomach was empty as if it suddenly felt full, I felt the same. Even the slightest chicken soup did not taste delicious. We both really like soup. But whatever it is, I must eat, I must finish my food, for the sake of the children in my womb. While Reza, he only spent half a serving of his chicken soup. It's okay, the important thing he ate, at least there was a little food that entered his stomach.

In silence and silence, Reza sips a cappucino that is now not really hot in his hand until it is complete among the frenetic sounds of rain falling on the canopy of the hospital canteen. The sound of the falling rain clang to form a drum symphony that timid.

Huh..all this is really exhausting the physical, the heart, also the mind. I usually like rain, even I have sweet memories of rain. Reza and I, we once danced together under the water speck, which was supposed to be cold but it warmed up. But now the raindrops are like thin needles that penetrate into the hearts of all. It's very painful.

You tested us so hard, God.