Mother Connect For My Son
part 41's
...I.B.U.S.A.M.B.U.N.G.U.N.T.U.K.A.N.A.K.K.U...
...Because by loving I am grateful and happy when he loves me too. But if I'm not loved by him, I'm still happy because the disappointed and injured are only I'm not the one I love...
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Seconds, minutes, until the hour has passed. And now it's been a week since Cila got out of the hospital.
The condition of the boy is getting better. Her puffed cheeks were getting fuller and more and more anxious.
Even with Elea and Ardha who are getting closer and of course romantic. Ardha is more comfortable at home and sometimes the man looks reluctant to go syutting.
Staying at home enjoying time with her little family is more interesting now than playing a role that used to be her hobby.
“Maaass. Let's wake. Later you are late.” Elea rubbed Ardha's hair a few times. After the morning prayer, the man returned to lay down his body with Elea's thigh.
“Hhh.” Lenguh Ardha's. Instead of feeling disturbed, Elea's swipe made her more comfortable.
The man's hand was moved and wrapped his hand around his wife's waist.
“I miss your body scent, Darling.” Suddenly, Ardha opened her eyelids that had closed. His face looked at the face of Elea who was without makeup.
Ardha missed the events of the time in Turkey at that time. Ever since they came home, Elea had always been busy with Cila.
Even just this time he can be spoiled with his wife. Because at night Elea slept with Cila and Ardha was forced to give up and sleep alone.
“I'm again coming month, Mas.”
“Can his guest's style be rejected?” Arda asked with his innocent face. Asking pity on the wife with a clear face.
Elea chuckles for a moment “Ngaco you, Mas. I want to cook for breakfast.”
Tightness in the armpit makes Ardha squirm. Then get up and immediately reply with a tickle back attack.
“Masss, udah.” Elea couldn't stand it because Ardha's hand kept tickling her waist.
At Elea's request, Ardha stops her activities.
“Don't see me rich, Mas. I'm shy.” Complaints Elea. after being satisfied tickling her waist now Ardha just silence and stare at Elea's face intensely.
Highlight the shady eyes, radiated twinkle as the man continued to stare at Elea.
Elea was hypnotized by the word Ardha. The words that ended with that smile actually made Elea thump.
Elea nodded slowly.
“When you are faced with two choices, what will you choose? Loving or being loved?” I don't know what Ardha meant to ask that question.
Elea gnashed. His eyelids blinked a few times.
Silent a moment ago after Elea said “Love.” Said Elea with confidence. His mouth was moving steadily without a doubt.
“Why?” Ask Ardha again. I want to hear Elea's reason.
Actually Ardha also if asked to prefer to love or be loved then he will also answer to love. Because the fact that we love is more comfortable.
It's different when we're with someone we don't love. It felt like there were no flowers or flowers at the time of meeting.
For example, when he met Sovia. No vibration or even excessive heartbeat.
Elea stared at Ardha's cornea in “Because by loving I am grateful and happy when she loves me too. But if I am not loved by her, I am grateful and happy, I remain happy because the disappointed and injured at that time only I am not the person I love.”
“Including your past?” Asked Ardha with a stern face. His eyebrows shot up with a face full of questions.
Elea shook her head “My past didn't know love, Mass.”
Hearing Elea's words made Ardha smile with satisfaction. Somehow he felt afraid if anyone had ever loved Elea in the past.
“If I ask if you choose the past or the present, then what will you answer, Mas?”
Back silently. Their eyes locked onto each other. Trying to find the meaning of each gaze.
Elea's head bowed as Ardha stared in silence.
“You want to know the answer?” ardha's hand stretched out stroking Elea's cheek. Go down slowly and stop at the wife's ripe lips. Swiping slowly.
Ardha's face drew closer and kissed slowly on Elea's lips then said “I chose the past.”
Elea said that Ardha kissed Elea's forehead and nose again. “I chose the past because the past brought me to meet you. I don't regret the decision I made before. But one I regret. Our first meeting that made me hurt you.”
Elea looked up and shook her head “It was precisely our first meeting that made me realize how much it means to have a child present to her parents.”