IN-LAW
May I kiss you

"Tumben came home last night, Ra?" tanya Ele looked at Varga and Aralia who had just arrived home.

"Go back to college to take a walk with Varga, Ma."

"That's good, the wife to watch is not the woman out there." Roland said.

"Father." said Ele.

Aralia swallowed her saliva, her throat felt dry. He glanced at Varga.

"You go to the room first. Brother wants to talk to papa." Looking scared in Aralia's eyes, Varga smiled as if saying it was okay. Varga leaned over and whispered behind Aralia's ear.

"Wait for brother in the room there's something I want to say." Varga's whisper. Aralia gasped not because of Varga's words but a warm breath that created a tingling sensation to him. Aralia's face blushed, nodding then passed.

Varga sat facing Roland, the man who still looked dignified in his old age turned his gaze to the television.

"Mama makein' coffee huh," Ele patted Varga's shoulders gently, leaving the two men behind.

"Bah," Call Varga, Roland shook his head. Varga glanced at the television show that was again airing commercials.

"Father," he called again with his tone slightly pushy.

"What?" Roland briefly looked then looked back at the telivisi. Varga was upset, took the television remote on the table and turned it off.

Roland looked at her with a reproachful look.

"Come papah, don't do this." Varga's grumpy shrieked the base of his nose.

"Tell me what you want to say! Make a bad mood." Roland crossed his legs.

"The price's sorry, this is all just a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstand what? You're forgot? You admit to cheating."

"I-i-iya but—" Varga staggered. Ah already!

"You've ended your relationship with your affair?"

Varga closed her eyes and nodded, "it's a reward" he said. Roland stared in full search, looking for solemnity from his son.

"Never try anything that could destroy the future, the dignity, the self-esteem that you have built up. Cheating is a very bad thing. Injuring a lot of people who trust you. Believe that if you want to find the perfect in this world you will never find it. But to get perfection it's just one 'complement'" Roland said.

"Remember how hard it was for you to convince Aralia to get married. He sacrificed his youth to be a wife and mother. You should love her more." Then Ele put three cups of coffee on the table.

"Yes mama" replied Varga briefly.

"Varga," called Roland, looking at his son for a long time. "It is very difficult to restore the trust of someone we have betrayed. You've got to work hard for it." Added.

"Okay, papa, I'll do your advice with mom." Varga nodded.

"Light it up again, tivi" Roland said. Varga hands the remote to Ele.

After getting advice, Varga asked permission to go to the room. Slowly he opened the door of his room, entered and locked it. Looking for Aralia's whereabouts there. He didn't find it. His wife was taking a shower.

Varga sat on the edge of the bed, pressing the button on her phone. Looking for photos he took in the park. His smile came when he saw the photo. Aralia is tiny, her body is only 155cm high trying to equal her height with the tall Varga. The smile was stiff but still adorable.

Varga made the photo his phone wallpaper. The bathroom door opened, Varga spontaneously pushed the button off.

"Why took a shower last night?" Aralia is out in pink pajamas. While his hair was wrapped in a towel.

"Badan Ara sticky brother." Aralia rubbed her ears. The warmth of Varga's breath still he felt tickling, making his blood rustle.

"His ears put water in, Ra?" Varga asked to see Aralia rubbing the earlobe.

"Eh? No." she replied nervously. Curious Varga approaches Aralia.

"Try here I see," Aralia spontaneously retreated, Varga linking both eyebrows seeing Aralia's rejection. Heart throbbing. Although it has often received rejection somehow this time it feels painful.

Varga nodded, biting her lower lip took a step away. "sorry," he said.

Aralia rubbed her ear, walked to the dresser. Look at the shadow there. His ears are very red at the moment. Aralia tidied her hair that was still not dry. Combing the origin and then approaching Varga on the balcony.

"Sir ..." he said, Varga turned his head and let out a fleeting smile.

"What did papa say?" Aralia stood not far from Varga. He was very curious, if only the family room did not go directly to the stairs must have been Aralia eavesdropping.

"Oh, a lot, Ra."

"Definitely brother in langirin huh?"

"Not really,"

Silent, Aralia looked straight ahead as well as Varga. This night was bright even without stars. Aralia glanced at Varga from the corner of her eyes and then ventured to speak.

"Why did Varga do that?" asked Aralia turned around leaning her body on the balcony divider. Varga looked over with a questioning look.

"Do what?"

"Acknowledge that it's not brother's fault."

"I have my own reasons, Ra."

"But what is the reason?"

"You don't need to know,"

Aralia swung her lips, then approached Varga to the distance of an adult finger.

"Sister," Aralia could see clearly Varga, as they were near and Aralia was facing the house while Varga stared straight into the garden. "Thank you and I'm sorry" he said softly.

"Sister,"

"Mmm ...," said Varga without turning his head.

"Don't you forget?"

"Forgot what?"

"Saying you want to say something,"

Varga looked up at Aralia.

Bagaimana hubunganmu dengan pria itu Ara? Batinya menatap Aralia lama.

Aralia flicked her hair, tilted her head to one side, until her neck was visible. Smile with lips closed. Presents her beautiful eyelashes.

The movement she made had aroused her husband's desire. The move teased him, making the fantasy in his mind appear. He wanted to kiss Aralia on the neck, bite her pink lips and wipe her ears with his tongue. Varga imagined it.

"Sister," Aralia leaned over, making the man gnaw, swallowing her saliva.

"Yes, what's Ra?" Varga nervousness, turning his face to cover the desire of his battery.

"Son't daydream?" aralia plainly asked. "she said there is a smell said to be the same Ara, what is it?"

"Oh that problem," he said nervously. Varga inhaled a deep breath of air then exhaled it slowly.

Varga dared to take Aralia's hand, in the face of his wife was full of love.

"I love you, Ra. Really am! You stay with that man and accept brother's love" he said clasping Aralia's hand tightly, staring expectantly. Sounds silly but he loves Aralia so much when necessary he'll be ready.

Aralia looked back at Varga, seeing the mist of love in the man's eyes. Aralia nodded and spontaneously Varga cheered happily.

"Stttsss, Bianca woke up," said Aralia, turning away her blushing face.

"You're so pretty, Ra." Varga complimented sincerely from the heart.

"From birth," Aralia blushed.

"Lesung your cheek I really like it,"

"What the hell, sister," getting blustery.

"Can I kiss you, Ra."

"Eh?" Gawking, "In addition to the forehead can not," he said, Aralia is not ready to do that.

"It's okay I'll wait" said Varga stroking Aralia's hair.

Aralia closed her eyes, took a breath and looked at the happy Varga.

"So, you don't know that video conversation, do you?" Aralia asked, instantly changing Varga's sad look. Varga shakes her head she doesn't want to hear anything about Reven because Aralia has agreed to leave him.

"I asked to break up with Reven." Varga widened her eyes, surprised.

"Really?" Varga. Aralia nodded.

"That day?"

"Mmm, uh,"

"Ra, why didn't you tell me back then?"

Aralia cut her lips, "hurried with her sister" she said.

Varga laughs, but seconds later she feels remorse for scolding Aralia and drops her off halfway.

"Ra, I'm sorry brother, I don't know the truth. The video is not clear. But it's brother's fault, if I wasn't emotional and —,"

"It's okay, brother." Aralia interrupted Varga's words.

"May I hug, Ra?" He's hopeful.

"Bo leh," Varga immediately pulled Aralia, clutching her tightly, to the point that Aralia felt tight.

"Thank you Ara, I love you."

"Sister,"

"Yes,"

"But I need some time, brother, I can't confirm that Aralia loves Varga. I'll slowly do it and I'll have my brother help me too."

"All right, it's okay. Brother will wait until you really love me." Varga stroked Aralia's head gently.

I need time to love my sister, I don't know why I'm so quick to forget Reven. Even his face that always loomed over me now disappeared somewhere. That's why I can't be sure that Ara loves Varga's sister. Since the person who really made me fall in love no longer felt the heartbreak when I remembered his name, the shadow of his face had faded.

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"Why didn't I find anything about that guy?" Lisa was angry in her room. He fails to find the man Aralia is dating.

"Didn't he go to college there?" ignite a cigarette, then suck it deeply. exhale the smoke into the air. With the cellphone and vodka on the nightstand, his eyes glowed fiery while shaking his drink to blend with the ice cubes.

Lisa gulps down the ludes, opens her phone and contacts someone who can help her.

"Let me be a stalker, if I can be a young man and a college boy. I'll send the name of the campus and the data that will be followed. Do it quickly and don't get caught" he said via his cellphone and then disconnected the phone unilaterally then grinned cynically.