Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
EPISODE 89 LOVE CALLS HOME
Sarah was stunned,
"Darling...." His eyes were wide open, sparkling with an indescribable feeling.
Sarah squeezed out her own hand, making sure what was in front of her wasn't a dream.
The smile of the handsome man he so longed for day and night was wide, as wide as his outstretched hand.
Sarah came down impatiently, not even remembering that she was pregnant right now.
Missing who is detained as if calling for a race to spill.
Sarah impatiently hugged the husband who now stands with a big smile no less missed, even more.
Raka welcomed the wife's body, clutching it tightly. His neck felt tight as Sarah's arms hooked firmly, but not as hard as the longing that squeezed his chest. Sarah's Lean body floated in Raka's arms, spinning as she jumped into her husband's arms.
"Darling, you're home..." Sarah's eyes felt like they were on fire, never did she feel so anxious to cry as she is today.
"I can't take it anymore." Whisper Raka with a trembling voice in Sarah's ear.
Raka kissed Sarah from the tubers to her cheeks. It was nice to hug his wife not only in a dream.
Sarah took off her embrace, and showed her scowling face irritated but her eyes were completely wet with tears.
"You're making me anxious from yesterday!" Sarah couldn't hold her shit.
Raka laughed at Sarah's behavior, in her kisses the two wet eyes.
"How do I call you, I'm 16 hours on a plane." Raka answered while holding his hand on his wife's waist.
"But can you tell me, where else? where are you going? I'm doing ap..."
A kiss landed on Sarah's blabbering pink lips, and Sarah fell silent, her mouth covered with a kiss so strong and long. It was as if a million longings were being channeled into his mouth.
"Ehm..." The sound of deham bi Asih made both of them aware, that not only they were in the room.
Sarah immediately pulled her face like a boiled crab, really she did not realize that bi Asih had been standing in the corner of the room, looking at the behavior of the two of them who were giving up longing.
While Raka nonchalantly hugged Sarah so as not to let go.
"Auntie.can't see anyone happy." His grunt while scratching his head that is not itchy. The old face of bi Asih was no less fond of him.
"The food can be cold over time."Sahut bi Asih while blushing, found the romantic scenery that was presented by his two favorite young employers of course made him uncomfortable and a little embarrassed, but also did not deny the sense of happiness that filled his feelings.
"Oh, yes.bi Asih is right. Come on, you gotta eat now, baby." Raka pulled Sarah's body docked to his body, inviting the wrong wife to move.
"It turns out that I have to go home to watch over you, the new time to eat at this hour." Raka pulled Sarah's hand while half-nagging.
"Bi Asih, ask Mr. Dudung to bring my suitcase upstairs, yes. Until I forgot it was." Raka chuckled, feeling funny with her attitude that today was all in a hurry. Rarely does he use a taxi after traveling, there must be someone to pick up.
If not Mr. Dudung, Dea or his father's personal driver Ardi, standbye at the airport to pick up.
But especially today, he did not even want to wait a little while at the airport, so get off the plane it was like to get home soon.
Raka and Sarah sat side by side facing the large dining table, Sarah was still wobbly like a daze, staring at Raka who was busy picking up dishes and scooping rice into it.
"It's not a dream, is it?" Sarah blinked her eyes, half muttering, still unable to believe that Raka had returned home.
"Eat it, you know if it's a dream or not." Raka held a spoonful of rice after saying a short prayer, gesturing Sarah to open her mouth.
A steam of rice lovingly given by the husband, feels so good even more savory than usual.
This special dinner, Sarah and Raka eat on one plate. Raka really did not feel tired, even though he had just arrived but willingly served his wife at the dinner table. Not because Sarah asked but because once as a husband he wanted to pamper his wife with attention and love even though only with a small ritual of feeding the wife, he said, but she knew Sarah must have been very happy.
Sarah really did not think that Raka came home so soon even a week after his departure.
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"You should have told me you were coming home." Sarah gave the clothes that were still folded neatly in her hands to Raka who came out of the bathroom just wrapped in a towel.
"Why indeed?" Raka grinned, her half-dry hair seemed to make her face so fresh.
"Kan, I'm not confused myself, all day long back and forth calling you, but it can't be called." Sarah manyun. Raka laughed looking at that annoyed looking Sarah.
Towels wrapped around his body in throwing it carelessly, his good body was only covered in a short pant. The top was plain.
Then with flashing eyes teased him, he wrapped his hands around Sarah's waist, who was still standing in front of their bedroom sofa bed.
The chest of the field was cold when it came into contact with Sarah's skin, but it immediately warmed up when their faces met each other.
"You must be thinking a lot, maybe you're thinking I'm hanging around forgetting his wife, dating a bule or me..."
Sarah's index finger stuck suddenly on Raka's lips that were talking, stopping her line of chatter.
Sarah's face flushed with pias, how scary all that had just come out of Raka's mouth, to listen to her Sarah could not afford.
"It's not like that...." Sarah's sigh with a hoarse voice.
Raka clasped Sarah's wrist, gently kissed the index finger still attached to her lips and kissed Sarah's fingers with emotion.
"Then?" Raka asked as she raised her eyebrows, half teasing.
Sarah lowered her face, hiding her suddenly dewy eyes.
"I'm just afraid of why-why with you." The answer then with a clean slit.
Raka grabbed Sarah's chin with her right hand while her left hand held Sarah's waist tightly, making Sarah's body stick tightly to her body as if wanting to share the pounding now felt by her.
"I won't do anything as long as there's you, baby." Raka spoke with complete confidence.
"Why did you suddenly come home so soon?" sarah asked, looking into Raka's eyes. Their faces were so close, even their breaths could be heard clashing.
"I just want to hug you." Raka whispered while gulping her own saliva, admiring those sparkling eyes staring at her.
"But how's school?"
"My wife and son are more important than any title in the world." Raka gave a small laugh, looking at the confusion that was still plastered in Sarah's eyes.
Then slowly his head lowered, reaching for Sarah's wet lips. Kissing her very gently and carefully while her eyes closed, as if so much of her own touch.
Raka removed her lips from Sarah's lips which were now open full of resignation.
"I'm not leaving you again for any reason. If I have to go anywhere in the world, I'll make sure you're next to me." Raka said shaking, then Raka landed her other kiss, which was more tempestuous laden with passion.
Sarah's eyes blinked warmly, her chest felt so relieved. Her love calls her husband back home.
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