
Rama came home late because he had to overtime. If Navia used to be nagging on the phone, sending spam chats and waiting for it to be explained, not now. He no longer cared what time he would be home. And in Rama's little heart, he longed for the beautiful Navia. Such is the case of man, never satisfied. Just like when it rains, it gets hot. When it's been hot, uh, it's gonna rain.
Upon entering the room, Rama saw Navia was watching the drakor. Rama's smile expands, either only in front of him or always, Navia is not too busy with her cellphone.
Rama put his luggage and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands and feet, after that approached Navia who was on the bed while carrying a frictional bag.
"You like strawberries, don't you?" Rama opened the bag of crackles he was carrying and then pounced on a box containing strawberries. "There was a friend of mine from Malang playing to Jakarta. It's his own crop, organic strawberries. I was a pesen for you on purpose." Rama took a grain and then wanted to feed it to Navia. But the woman refused by putting her palms in a lip. "You don't want to?"
"Unwashed," Navia said.
Rama chuckled softly. So that's the reason, when he thought Navia refused the gift. "So it's been washed under Sister Ida. So it's safe for you and him." Rama gently rubbed Navia's stomach that increasingly day looks increasingly distended.
"Ak" Navia opened her mouth, and immediately, Rama fed her. "Emm delicious, sweet."
"Really darling?" Rama was curious to eat. But just chewing, his expression already looked strange. "Abshell." Rama ran to the bathroom to spit it out. He does not like acidic food.
Rama could hear Navia laughing at him. His heart warmed, at least Navia was back to laugh with him. When he came out of the bathroom, Rama was surprised to see Navia holding a box containing strawberries while eating them. There was no expression holding acid at all on his face. How wonderful he is, Rama.
Rama went back up to the bed, sat down next to Navia and brought his head closer to his wife.
"Dear, what else?" Kissed the distended stomach gently while rubbed slowly. "I can't wait to see you soon." He pecked it a few times and then re-enforced his head. Shifted her seat slightly to get close to Navia's feet and then lightly kneaded her.
"You must be even more tired. Where to take our child. Even sleep, can not be put. At least, let me help lighten it up a bit." Navia smiled, Rama has changed a lot, not indifferent as before. He didn't have to whine for this it was just done.
"Mas, for the chat at the hotel you read first, it's not what you think." For a moment Rama's massage stopped. His mind began to look away if he remembered the chat. "Rian is a wedding singer, he told me to come while he was getting a job singing at a wedding held at the hotel. Our relationship hasn't gone that far."
Rama nodded back with a smile. Although he was already determined to accept Navia whatever the woman had done yesterday, but this explanation made him feel very relieved.
"I'm sorry, if yesterday, I was a philanderer" Navia continued with glassy eyes.
Rama stopped massaging, shifted his body closer to Navia and grabbed his shoulder. He leaned Navia's head against her and gently kissed the top of her head. "We both have been caliph. Everything has happened, all we can do right now, just fix and take lessons from yesterday." Navia nodded while embedding her face in Rama's chest.
Hearing Navia's sobbing, Rama takes off his arms and wipes Navia's tears. "Udah, don't cry. Remember the doctor said, you can't be stressed." And then again, Navia is just a beard.
Rama eroded the distance between them and then clenched Navia's lips. It seems like they haven't done this in a long time. Since the night that Rama called the name Dewun, the two no longer do husband and wife activities. Navia always refused on the grounds that it was still hurt.
"Your lips are asem, like strawberries." Inevitably Navia immediately giggled to hear Rama's words just now. "Emm...." Rama touched Navia's face which looked flushed. He gently rubbed those blushing cheeks with the back of his hand. "May I touch you tonight?"
Navia bit her lower lip to reduce groggy. His heart was pounding fast, like he wanted to be invited the first night. Not wanting Rama to wait too long, he immediately nodded timidly.
Undoubtedly the happy heart of Rama. After months of poaching, finally tonight she'll break open. Don't want to waste time, he immediately pagut back the sour strawberry taste lips.