Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 3
Little Sweet Taste

"Sit's at home, yeah. Don't go anywhere. Listen to the husband."

I nodded, asserting without objection.

After Reza's car disappeared at the end of the corner of the complex road, I immediately took Tirta to take a shower, but my mother prevented it. I was told to rest. "No debate," he said. "The bath was accompanied by Grandma, huh? Wants, right?"

Tirta answered yes and was excited. She was happy because at that time she felt that she had a grandmother. One of the loves he has never felt. He also enjoys joking around with his beautiful aunt, who has plenty of snacks and flavored ice cream in the fridge. With her innocence, she spends a lot of time playing, watching television, and eating whatever is given to her. Until he was sleepy and slept soundly in my mother's room.

Nine o'clock at night. Actually I was quite riled up, staring at the screen of the phone in my left hand, while my right hand was tightly gripping a glass of warm milk. I'm waiting for Reza. Half an hour ago, even more so, he called me and said he was going home, already in the car. He should have reached about fifteen to twenty minutes. But now, the delay was already over fifteen minutes. He's making me anxious. Maybe you're over-valuing me, but no, everything that's happened lately to this day, eighty percent more are things that frighten, make anxious, and burden the mind. There's no exaggeration if you're in a situation like we've been through.

Five minutes later, along with my empty glass of warm milk, came the roar of the car engine and the crackling pebbles. I walked to the door and snatched from the windowpanes, Reza's car was perfectly parked. I opened the door immediately. Reza got out of the car while carrying two medium and sizable plastic bags. I went up to her, kissed her hand, and got a sweet kiss on the forehead. I took the plastic in his hand, while the plastic was the size he gave to the bodyguard that stood guard outside.

Satay padang's. Apparently, Reza had stopped by to buy some portions of satay paddocks on the roadside, especially for me, the rest for everyone in the house.

"Thank you" I said. Even though I didn't ask for it, but I knew, she still wanted to take her time to give her attention to me and the children in my womb.

We entered the house, and as Reza opened his shoes, I went into the kitchen, put the plastic on the table. Reza was already in the room when I caught up with her. He had already taken off his shirt, but was still standing in front of the mirror with both hands supporting his body. The gurgling sound of water from inside the bathroom told me that he wanted to clean up. So, without him asking, I got him a change of clothes in the closet. Although in my mind, the question about the condition of Alfi and his children undermined to ask for triggers, but still my mouth was locked. Reza will tell me himself that he feels better, I thought.

"I'll take a shower, baby" she said.

"Em, do you want to make tea, milk, or hot chocolate?"

"Ti-" was silent for a moment, then nodded. "Make me coffee, yeah."

"Sori. Coffee not included. Afraid you won't sleep."

He smiled, the first smile I've seen since the accident last afternoon. "Yes, just tea. Thank you, yeah."

"Thank you, dear."

Handsome, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Yes, thank you, honey... My darling... Mas Reza's favorite...."

"Uuuh. so sweet... I melt...."

I nodded my head with my sweet smile. As I was about to get out of the room, Reza had already entered the bathroom.

"Honey..," litchi.

"Why?" my question is to look at it.

"Here a minute." He opened the door a little.

"Emm? Why, Mas?"

"Here...be closer."

"What do you want, anyway?"

Ah.. I smile incoherently. Definitely her...

"Here...."

Yei! I was already standing at the door, just as small as his face was slipping from behind the door. "What?" my many.

"You just wait in the kitchen, yeah. I'll be followed."

Chequek!

The door was closed right in front of my face.

"Basic threesome...!"

Manyun auto!