Papa To Oleander
53. Blissful Morning's

Goslings

Love you guys.

Love you's.

I haven't told Olavia since we decided to start what wasn't finished when we were teenagers. Oho! I recall. At that time we exchanged the words we love you, but it cannot be counted. Not that I want to dwarf the meaning of the word "we" there, yes, no. However, it didn't sound really personal to me. We love you can't describe my true feelings to that woman.

So, yeah. It didn't count. In my records, I still haven't stated that I loved Olavia personally to him.

I realized I never told him that. I have not uttered those three sacred words because I do not feel the meaning that those words have in my heart (pbuh! You will certainly not believe that I said eight letters that often really want to jump from the tip of my tongue, but still managed to hold), but still managed to hold), but because I still want to let Olavia get used to where I used to be.

You remember for yourself that he wanted us to have this relationship. You must remember that he asked for time to adjust to everything. You guys must still remember she wanted to take this relationship one day at a time.

And you guys must have memorized my life motto; I want to give all that Olavia's wish to her.

So, here we are.

Annnd, shxt. This makes me think of something else.

The business of asking for blessing to Om Arif and Aunt Yuni that I had planned before.

Hm.

What am I supposed to do?

What should I do?

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My arrival was greeted by a toothless laughter by Oleander who was in his mother's arms. After getting out of the car, I immediately entered the house of the Arifin family. Without ba bi bu, I then met the two people I missed it. They were playing on the floor in front of the living room sofa.

I sambar Oleander who immediately laughed as I raised his body high with his hands under his armpits. Then I blew the raspberry in her puffed-up stomach. The baby boy filled a large room.

"I don't know if I should be jealous or happy" said a feminine voice from behind me. "Soal just came you immediately find my son, not his mother first." In Kalakian I feel her slender arm around the waist. His head was placed on my back. The kiss landed by his lips there could pierce the fabric of the plain, short-sleeved Henley shirt I am wearing now.

Fxck, man. This sensation ... the sensation given by the existence of these two people near me, in my grasp, fxxxxck. Nothing can match the peace and contentment and happiness I feel in my heart. My self that from yesterday felt strange, awkward, discordant immediately turned into a complete. Sleepy Eve that I brought from Jakarta earlier, which can still knock out me even though I have spent iced Americano with two shots of espresso in a relatively short time, suddenly just leave, he said, evaporate into the air.

All of a sudden my body felt fit, my brain was fresh, and my heart became calmer.

It was an experience that didn't happen often. This is an experience that only happens to certain people, at certain times.

I feel like this is the right time. I won't find a more appropriate moment this daei anymore.

I pulled my hand that was still sticking high up slowly, being careful that I would not hurt Olavia using my elbow. After that, I flicked my shoulders slightly, enough to signal Olavia to move on.

Although I felt lost when his arm was no longer on my waist, but the feeling did not last long because the woman I love most in the world immediately put her body into the space I made between my arms and my body. Although it requires some maneuvering to adjust the position (gue is unlikely to remove my hand support from Ole's back that is still not well and the positive effects caused by pregnancy and lactation period on Olavia's body), the, finally I can do something that I have dreamed of yesterday; embrace both owners of my heart at once.

"I love you." I spouted those three powerful sentences without ba bi bu. There are no pretexts to say before.

Because his body was attached to mine, I could feel as Olavia's body stiffened after hearing those words. Then he looked up. His eyes were water droplets, rounded. "What?" the question is almost without sound. The shock of making the word out of his mouth has a composition of eighty percent air and twenty percent other then in the form of sound.

With a position like this, I could say those words straight to the point of his brown eyes. "I love you."

His mouth gaped for a while before it closed. It was closed again, then closed again. This happened many times, making him like a fish on the ground. "Y-you d-do?" He asked for confirmation.

It seems like the level of sensitivity that exists in me right now is very high because I can "feel" everything that happens. I am fully aware of whatever every muscle in my body is doing. Now I can feel the initial pull on the corners of my lips. And at that very moment I knew that I would give the woman who was still resting her head under my head the biggest and most sincere smile. Because honestly, I feel like this is the happiest moment for me after a very long time. "I love you, Olavia Marie Arifin," I'm among the smiles that don't seem to want to move away from this face.

Olavia looked at me one by one. He seemed to be looking for something there. Whether he was happy to find what he was looking for or did not find what he thought existed, the corners of his lips began to crack. "Yeah?" the question was still with a voice that was mostly air.

"Yeah." I answered steadily. Although the out of my mouth is an otherworldly sound like that of Olavia, but it does not diminish the meaning and steadiness that I feel in here.

"You sure?"

I told you I lived to make everything he wanted. And of course I granted Olavia's wish when he asked for more reassurance. "One hundred percent, honey. One hundred percent." I looked down to lower my head until finally my forehead and the woman I love most were clinging to each other. Our noses are now side by side. This position makes everything feel more intimate because what is deeper and closer than sharing the air you breathe?

There aren't. There aren't. With this unquestionable distance, I feel more, more, closer to the woman before me than I did when we shared our first experience twelve years ago. "If this can make you even more sure, I'll say that I've never been this sure on another occasion. That's how much confidence I have in you. How I sure put my options to you," I added with half a whisper.

Our breathing intensity increases with the time that passes in the wait. The intense silence made every second that walked more and more full of anticipation. We divide those calculations in every breath of Olavia into the air I breathe. I do not care about the theory that inhaling carbon dioxide is not healthy for the body. Obviously, I don't care. If I could, I'd like to stay this close to him forever.

"I ...." Finally my woman opened her voice. With a half sigh, he revealed slowly. "B ... I love you, Fencing Emilio Addams."

God daaaam. It's been so long I've waited for that sentence to come out of her sexy lips. Lips that tease my lips with the shadow of a fleeting touch in every word he speaks. The lips that pulled my lips to get closer and eventually sealed my lips and lips until they fused together.

One kiss.

Two kisses.

Three kisses.

The short kisses that were pure after this sacred confession that we briefly revealed.

I first opened the eyes that were unconsciously closing on their own when our lips met. And I'm very, very, very grateful to do that because I can see how Olavia's eyelids vibrate beautifully before they lift, how they make her lashes dance. It made me fall more and more in love with its owner.

When those eyes finally opened and looked back at me, I could feel my woman's heartbeat speeding up. Lacing for the sake of lacing was felt in my lower ribs, the bones that protect the heart, my literal heart. Each of his thrums nailed our feelings, the tighter, the closer, the more inseparable.

It's a bliss. This lips are the bliss. She's a bliss. They're the bliss I've been waiting for these past twelve fxcking years.

Now I know what steps I have to take for us going forward.

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