Love That (No) Blind
Part 32-2: Most Beautiful Day (POV Aryan & Agam)

[Aryan]

Arya invited her mother to talk in the front room. So that your anger is not visible to those on the terrace.

But what happened was the opposite.

“Mama apologise, yes. Mom knew Mama was wrong. Sorry Mama yes, dear.”

Thank goodness my mother was conscious.

Every human being has a mistake. So did Mama Arya. But that doesn't mean there's no chance for him to change, does it?

Arya who saw the sincerity of her mother felt Widia, the mother had completely changed. That means his family can be together like before, right?

“If Mama has regretted it already. Arya is also happy to hear it,” Arya said as she embraced her mother.

Relieved it ...

“But come with Mama home yes, dear. Mama kangen you. Home, yes,” pinta Widia.

Arya sighed. He himself still had no desire to return to the main house.

“Sorry Arya yes, Ma. For this Arya still can not.”

Widia immediately gave a rough look, releasing her embrace from Arya.

“Why don't you want to come home with Mama? You have your own home. This is your brother's house. Moreover, your sister is married. It's not ethical to see people.”

Arya laughed at the reason her mother. Very amusing. Somehow which part describes the unsuitability of a sister living with her married brother? Is that a fact or is it just Mama's reason?

“Ma, Mom ... Where is there something like that?” canda Aryan's.

Widia looked at Arya. “You don't believe in Mama? Mama knows better than you? Indonesians are different from people in the US, Arya. “

Arya answered nothing. Just laughing. It's hilarious!

But laughing at Mama constantly like this is definitely not good.

Arya turned Widia facing completely towards him. He looked at his mother's face with great seriousness.

“Arya has a reason to stay here. It's been 5 years, Arya went away from Mas Agam. When Arya left, Mas Agam had just had an accident, his legs were paralyzed. Arya believes Mas Agam heavily sent Arya abroad. But he had to do it because Mas Agam wanted Arya to immediately return to lead FTC.”

It was very painful at the time. I don't actually want to go either.

“Once back, Mas Agam was not only paralyzed, but also blind and deaf. When Arya heard this news from Raka, Arya felt very guilty for not being able to be beside her. Therefore, times like this ... Arya wants to make up for everything she lost when Arya left.”

Arya is getting smoother and smoother. “Arya will learn to know the new Mas Agam, Ma. And only Sister Sara can help Arya.”

Widia said nothing. He may also find it difficult to find other words that can convince his son.

“Ya already if you do not want to go home.”

Finally ...

“But Mama asked you to come home at least two weeks, ah no, three! Three times! If you need every day. You understand, Arya?”

“Ready, commander!”

Finally, a smile on Widia's face. Arya also breathed a sigh of relief. Finally ...

Mama's problem is resolved. It's time for us, Mom.

With great confidence and confidence that everything will be fine, Arya returns to the back porch after delivering her mother to the car that will deliver her back.

It feels both comforting and fun.

Agam continued to curl up on his bed, where he usually slept. Yes on the left side of the bed, while Sara is on the right side. Trying to take the position as late as possible so that Sara can no longer achieve it.

Ever since the girl slept together, since then she knew, Sara's sleeping style was really troublesome.

There are times when Agam was shocked to wake up because Sara's hand suddenly landed hard on his head to make him unable to sleep anymore. But when she finds out Sara is awake, she doesn't dare to change her position, letting the girl know she's still asleep.

Another time again, I don't know what the girl did, which was obviously a tickling tingle on her back. From the top move down.

What the hell is he doing? Does he not know that I am a man? Did he do it on purpose or what?

It's not funny what Sara did. Because it's not just Agam who woke up, but something else.

He must have done it on purpose, his grunts constantly as Sara came out of his room. Inevitably, he woke up and finished everything in the bathroom.

One habit she knew from Sara was that the girl always woke up at the same hour. I don't know what he did this morning.

One night, Agam begins to worry about Sara.

Sometimes, Sara was also delirious during sleep. But, tonight whether she's dreaming what, Sara keeps moaning.

“Sara, Sara ...,” call Agam repeatedly. But Sara didn't wake up. He still kept calling someone in his sleep.

“I'm sorry Sara, Mom. Forgive Sara ..”

He still feels guilty for his mother.

But, the guilt also Agam took part in it. I felt a responsibility to calm him down.

She was on her bed, looking for the figure of Sara who was still moaning in her sleep. The first one found was Sara's head. He touched the soft strands of Sara's mane.

He's sweating.

He gently brushed Sara's forehead, removing the water droplets that soaked her forehead. Miraculously, Sara's moans were no longer heard. Miraculous indeed.

Agam was sure Sara had started to calm down in her sleep.

But it didn't.

Suddenly, Sara moved and a second later the girl had already hugged her. The girl's arms had already draped her waist.

Oh Allah ...

The tighter Sara hugs, the calmer her sleep becomes. But, the louder the heart beat Agam. The stronger the smell that entered his nose. Aroma citrus-musk-vanilla.

But now there is a new smell. The aroma that came out that Agam was sure of Sara's mane.

Agam's nose approached Sara. Strawberry aroma.

Oh Allah ...

Refusing will not be possible. Everything about Sara is now in front of her nose. All were smelled, all clearly drawn in his dark gaze.

Not knowing where to go, Agam's hand now moved to touch Sara's soft hair. His raving made him pull his hand back. But his great curiosity pushed him back.

Slowly, gently behind Sara's hair. It was so soft that he enjoyed it. Too comfortable maybe until Sara again tightened her embrace.

No other choice. Or it was what he expected. That whole night, Agam let Sara do what she wanted. Maybe even Agam himself enjoyed it.

Bend the next morning, when Sara was out of her room – as usual –, Agam contacted Arya.

“Mas can ask for help?,” asked Agam when his sister replied in a sleepy tone that was difficult to hold. “This is for Sara.”

“Ready, commander!,” exclaimed Arya from behind her phone who suddenly sounded excited.