Love Above the Heart
- Move -

"Darling, it looks like we should move!" Erick said as he stroked his wife's hair on his lap. They had just finished continuing what had been delayed by the tragedy of knocking on the door and dinner..

"Moved?" ask Gia. Gia stared at her husband's face sitting on his back, occasionally stroking and stroking her unraveled hair.

Erick nodded as he exhaled his breath in order. His head bowed to look at the bead of the wife's eyes.

"I'm going to move to Jakarta and you have to come!" pinta Erick's.

Gia got up from her position, holding onto the blanket, in order to keep covering her innocent body.

"Who? is it his job to stay there, honey?"

"Huum" Erick pinched his wife's nose, then headed to the bathroom to clean himself up.

"But baby? mama and I just want to join the business, next month the mama boutique will reopen!" Gia protested a little so that her husband, who was walking towards the bathroom at the end of the room, still heard her voice.

Erick stopped his steps right before entering the bathroom. He turned to answer his wife's protest.

"I can't be far from you. Do you want to stay separated from me because of joining my mom?" Erick complained, as if he gave a choice to the wife.

Gia was silent thinking about the sentence her husband said, she shook her head weakly. It is the same with Erick. Not wanting to stay apart with her husband for too long, she also could not be far from Erick.

Erick smiled obliquely.

"yeah! not following?"

"follow!" gia replied with a powerful tone.

"Hahah yaudah come on!" Take Erick while pointing towards the bathroom with his own chin.

Gia clucked, the point of saying 'follow' is to come to Jakarta with Erick. Her husband asked her to come to the bathroom together. Because he had already answered 'follow', he finally got up also by dragging and the blanket that had covered his body. Gia walked slowly with the intention of wanting to come clean up as well.

Of course it was used by Erick to get 'more things' from his wife.

"Darling you are a habit!" Gia protest when she reached the bathroom instead get a kiss demanding from her husband. Erick just replied to his wife with his naughty grin.

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"Hi, Gi? sorry, it's been a while?" Lyra approached Gia who was sitting waiting for her arrival at a Cafe.

Gia smiled and shook her head.

"Is there any good news?" Ask Gia to Lyra.

"What good news do you want to hear?" Lyra blushed her lips for a moment.

"Who knows if you want to get married again!" Gia said easily without guilt.

"Hiss!! I don't want to think about that yet. How's it? hows it? what are you gonna say?"

"Yes, don't be too long. It'll be old hunting!" Gia chuckled with her words while Lyra squinted her eyes at Gia.

"Hahaha sorry sorry! Betewe I want to tell you about my move. Erick transferred duty to Jakarta, so we can not hangout kayak gini again deh!" Gia Clear.

Since Gia's move to Erick's parents' house, Gia remains free to meet Lyra who is now familiar with him. Lyra has returned to her parents' house in the same town.

Sometimes they spend time together. Ladies time they start with a party together, shopping and sometimes they just spend time to vent like their old habits in rented first.

However, Erick said yesterday that he was transferred. Inevitably Gia had to sincerely release her dreams again this time. Because no matter what happens, Gia has a commitment to keep going where her husband will settle down.

"Well, did you go with Erick over there?"

"Yes dong, Ra! Where the husband should be followed so as not to be inducted by other women. Hahaha" Gia raised her eyebrows teasing Lyra.

"If it's like Erick mah who's not a doang girl, Gi! Nowadays, guys can also have the same crush who models like him. Hahaha" Lyra couldn't help but laugh. He laughed, not expecting what he said.

"Didn't you? it's not wrong that I have to be vigilant!' Gia chuckles in Lyra's footsteps.

"Where is your cooperation?" Ask Gia again. Lyra had said that she would ask for permission to move to the branch of the hospital in this city. And finally his request was approved. Be he has worked a few weeks in the city of their birth.

"Well, everything went well!" Lyra joins her index finger and thumb to form the letter O.

"If Ivan?" gia's tease on Lyra, finally.

"I...." Lyra hesitated to say anything about Ivan.

"Why? is something wrong?" Gia was unable to cover her curiosity.

"No really. We're in long distance contact now. The job is there!"

"So you're right now if there's a connection with Ivan?" Gia coiled the woman's chin in front of her that looked flushed like a boiled crab after noticing her own words.

Lyra snorted while holding back a laugh, covering up her embarrassment by throwing away her other important collar face view instead of looking at Gia's face.

"Come, Ra! Ivan has been waiting for you for too long. He's a good guy. What are you waiting for?"

"I'm not ready yet, Gi. I'm still traumatized by the household!" Lyra in the end.

Gia exhaled, realizing that Lyra first understood the intricacies of being married compared to her.

"Certainly? until when do you try?" Gia felt a sense of excitement now, because she knew Ivan had waited too long for the woman sitting in front of him. And now Lyra seems to have Ivan waiting for her again indirectly due to her trauma that has not disappeared.

"Until I'm sure that Ivan won't do anything like Mas Nico. And until I was sure to myself that there was no longer any name Mas Nico in my heart!" lyra's voice sounded soft.

Gia clucked at Nico's name. Finally, he patted the back of Lyra's hand. "I'm sure you can definitely forget him, and Ivan must be better than Nico." Said Gia cheering.

"Yes, Gi! I don't want to choose Ivan just because I want to forget Mas Nico. I want to, I completely forgot Mas Nico first then I chose Ivan." Obviously Lyra.

Gia nodded in agreement.

The two ended their brief meeting as the day went on and finished finishing their ordered meal at the cafe.

Then continue their respective activities. Lyra will continue her work that came in at the afternoon. And Gia will be fine for her move in a few days.

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Seriate...