Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 3
Still the Same

He kissed me, and that kiss-is still the same. It was still wise and still shook my soul.

"What do you feel?" reza asked with a raucous voice. "Say, it's still the same, right?"

I nodded, unable to lie. "Still," I said. My voice is not less raucous.

"There's still vibration?"

"Still."

"Is there still love for me?"

"Em, it never decreases one bit."

"I'm afraid I'll touch it?"

The deg!

"I...."

Sreeeeet.

"Ikhla?"

"Em, I'm sincere, '" I said with a nod. "But...."

"Halal," said Reza. "It is still halal and will always be halal. You're still my mahrom. Forever."

I smiled - as if this was the first smile after the torture we had been through since yesterday. "Have you prayed?"

He smiled back, then nodded. "Already," he said. Then, with the name of the Lord, he carried me and took me to bed. In silence, he looked at me - into my eyes. There's an unexpressed question there. But I do understand.

"I'm sincere," I said, then I took off my nightgown completely. He put his hand and it on my cheek.

Slowly, Reza kissed me again. Right, it's still the same. There was a happy tremor I felt in my heart and soul. I feel a sweet taste tickling. After that one long kiss, Reza looked back at me - a gaze full of love. "I miss your warmth" she said.

I-i know. I miss you as well.

"I love you, Inara Dinata," he whispered softly. "Mas Reza loves you."

Like all this time, the spell never failed to hypnotize me. For a moment, my doubts seemed to melt, melting like ice. I'm luluh. Yeah, I'm a melt-in husband, the man who was my first love. Whose heart is fully-realized, she's my only true love. Then, Reza fondly peppered my neck, while his hands guerrillaized in my chest. Really, I feel the warmth radiating to every cell and my nerves. Although not able to make love as you should, kissing and making out like this is quite satisfying. Warm. We hugged, groped, and tasted each other.

"I love you, Mom."

He's nodding. "I wish we were always like this, always able to pass the test for our love. No matter how big a storm we have to face."

"Aamiinu. I have the same hope."

"Really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

He smiled, then got up and got some water on the nightstand, he shoved it in front of my mouth and I drank it.

"Darling, there's one thing you want to do."

"What?" I asked, and I started to get scared. Seriousness looked solid on his face.

"Listen, maybe this is our last chunk of ice. Very large. It may be difficult to destroy, and although it can -- it is likely, we will drown and freeze."

Bad thing, again. "Say, and don't convolve." My emotions started - - back up.

"No, I need to explain this slowly. Look, I've discussed this with Mommy and Ihsan. We agreed, this should be said. And, I'm taking a big risk on this."

I nodded with emotions starting to get out of control. "You really married Salsya? Yes, Mas?"

"No," he said.

"Then what?"

"I told you, we need to talk about this slowly. With your emotions that should be stable. Mandatory stable. Can, right?"