Jovian Alton (Life-Life Bodyguard)
Sukarno-Hatta

Kiana's gaze continued to be directed towards the right. Where the sea of clouds looked so beautiful, and she could see it clearly through a not-so-large window beside her. Kiana's thoughts continued to drift, thinking of something the medics had said, a few days ago, because she did not stop feeling dizzy, nauseous and would end up vomiting violently in the bathroom.

Then Kiana looked down, moving her hands and rubbing her flat stomach with a feeling she could not explain in words.

Sadness, joy and haru.

However, what is more domineering is the sense of not expecting. If the current in her womb is already residing fetus, according to the initial examination that Kiana had done one day ago. After all sorts of drugs can't make himself feel better. Even nausea and vomiting will occur very great during the afternoon. Strange indeed, should not pregnant women experience it in the morning? But Kiana actually experienced it during the afternoon, and will really be able to stop feeling nauseous when eating fruits with sour taste, or strawberry ice cream that she likes lately.

While Sita noticed Kiana's attitude in silence. The look on her face is unusual like a mother-to-be in general who always looks happy if they hear the news they will become a mother.

Kiana just kept quiet without showing any reaction other than a surprised look, when one day ago the woman did the initial examination. And what women experience is indeed a pregnancy gelana in general who always feel dizzy, nauseous, and vomiting at certain times.

"Kia?" After a long time of silence and attention, Sita finally chose to open the chat.

He touched Kiana's hand, which instantly made the woman turn her head, and set her gaze towards him.

"You okay? Anything on? Feeling dizzy or nauseous again? Want aunty to get another kiwi?" The woman railed against Kiana with many questions at once.

Kiana was silent, her eyes were constantly twitching. Paying attention to Sita's shady face with a sad look.

"If there is something stuck in the heart, you can talk to Auntie. Not to be held alone, .. Auntie knows you are young, maybe this pregnancy is not at all expected, especially your relationship with Jovian is not okay. But Aunt please, don't act rashly huh? Especially until desperate. Remember that! What you hate about her father, has nothing to do with the fetus you're carrying!" Sita expressed anxiety in her heart.

Hearing Sita's words, Kiana just kept silent without showing any expression. He just kept staring at the woman beside him with the glare of my eyes.

"This is happy news. You should be happy, but why are you so grim? Aunty think what is happening now may be the answer to every prayer you pray."

Kiana turned her face, then lowered her head, and gently rubbed her stomach back.

"really? Was my prayer answered so soon?" He looked back at Sita.

The woman that Kiana was referring to immediately nodded, with a faint smile that returned emanating.

"Try to remember what you asked for. And does it have anything to do with the pregnancy you're having right now?" With a happy look Sita explained.

Kiana was silent, with a mind that was trying to remember anything she said in the mustajab places. And one of the prayers he offered was a way out for his household at this time. The doubt that had lingered in his heart and mind, of course, made Kiana a little doubt about Jovian's feelings towards him. Either it is true to love, or just a joke.

"He's the answer." Kiana Mumbled.

Sita nodded.

"Aren't you pulling over now? And set off for Umrah to get a clue? This is the answer to your heart's worry!" The smile on Sita's lips grew even more.

However, Kiana was still unable to express anything. So many feelings, that he couldn't understand one of them.

"Not to think about it! Maybe you are still surprised, so rest again, .. we still have five hours to get to Soekarno-Hatta."

Sita rubbed Kiana's shoulder. It felt so happy, like I was getting news if my sister would soon have a baby. Yes, even though Sita is actually an only child, and she knows very well how to be the only hope of parents. All the burden, and the desire he carried himself, only to make both parents feel happy, although sometimes Sita felt so sick and tired because it was always required to be perfect.

After marrying Denis. She feels something else, how she is loved by the sisters of her husband, and Denis' closeness with Kiana also presents a sense of its own.

And after a journey of approximately 10 hours. Now the plane that Kiana was riding landed well, although it was delayed and kept circling in the air because there was a rainstorm, but they were able to get out of the plane safely.

"Today have you been told you're coming home?" Sita made small talk, while continuing to push the trolley, where two large suitcases belonging to Kiana and herself were there.

Kiana turned her head, looked at Sita fixedly, then shook her head. It felt so shameful that he suddenly contacted his family just to ask for a ride home.

"Aren't I going to prove that I'm capable of standing on my own feet?" The other side of his heart spoke.

"But they are still your family. The figure who once took pains to take care of and raise you full of love and affection, Kiana. So that you grow up to be a child in general." The other heart speaks.

The atmosphere of the airport today looks so crowded. Some arrivals were greeted with joy by their respective families. It makes a lot of noise in the area. Names calling out cries, haru cries, and happy laughter.

Then what about her? Where should Kiana go home? Is he back at his father's assistant's house?

Kiana shook her head, trying to cast off the shadows that were a little distracting to the mind.

Suddenly Sita stopped her steps, looking straight ahead with a happy smile full of longing. And there Denis was also their first son, standing and waving.

"Mama?" Call Dendi.

Instantly Sita ran over to the child and her husband, not to forget there was one middle-aged woman, who Kiana knew as the mother of Denis. While he was sculpting, when he saw his presence insulted, standing firmly with a confused face.

The longing that mounts, now feels even more crazy, when he sees the figure of the man he loves very much there.

"But where are Papa and Mama? Are they mad because I left without asking permission?" Bati speaking.

They were both silent, staring at one other greeting. Until in the next second Kiana also immediately ran, grabbed Jovian's body, buried her face in the chest of the man's field, then cried as it happened.

There was nothing else Jovian could do but return Kiana's embrace, even she lowered her eyes until her lips could touch the top of the wife's head, which is currently wrapped in black.

"I'm sorry!" Jovian whispered softly.

Kiana did not reply, she just continued to cry loudly, until it caught the attention of the people who were there. Including Dendi, Sita, Denis and his parents.

"They're both sick from enduring the longing, right?" Denis whispered, to which Sita immediately answered a nod.

"Get angry, hit me. Draw me up, and do whatever you want, .. but one! Don't ever go this far without me, you drive me almost crazy for not being able to enjoy the life I used to feel. My appetite is gone, and worse I no longer feel sleepy, I can do nothing else but think of you!" Jovian said at length.

Kiana kept crying. It felt like he had found something that had been lost, and this time he did not want to lose that figure anymore. The man was 17 years older than her, who was her first lover and gave her a lot of comfort.

"I'm angry with you. I curse what you did. I want to go, I want to stay where no one knows me, .. but I can't!"

Finally Kiana opened her voice after continuing to be silent and crying.

"Don't! I won't let you go anywhere after this." Jovian's voice sounded low, and it trembled slightly.

"Then how should I punish you? How can you believe me if I don't do it? Just my madness!"

Kiana's gaze looked up, looking at her sad face with teary eyes of the man who was clutching her tiny body.

"I'm not that crazy." Kiana lirih.

Jovian.

"I know I was wrong, I was stupid, I was wrong. Then forgive me!" She grabbed Kiana's one hand, which she immediately placed the small palm on her cheek.

"Babies? I'm sorry!" Jovian's face looked even more red.

And fell her tears, which she could bear because she was ashamed. One who had stood among the ranks of the Paspampres, bearing the title of a personal aide who was quite respected. However, he was still a human being, the longing he felt really tormented him.

Though she had never been like that before, but because of Kiana she could actually cry like a child that her parents had left behind.

The cup!!

He kissed Kiana's forehead. Then hugging the frail body tighter than before, as if there was nothing more Jovian could do but embrace the figure of the woman he loved so much.

"I love you, .. I'm sorry!"

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Duh sorry well, the turn of the spirit is there. There is a work at home, or two krucils that suddenly fuss🤭🤭

As always, othor asks for support yah😘

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