
The car that Abe drove turned into one of the four-star hotels in Bandung. The man then parked his vehicle in the basement. From the trunk was taken out a suitcase containing Sansan's clothes. Both of them entered the hotel. First the man stopped by the reception desk to retrieve the room key. He had made a reservation online before.
While holding Sansan's hand and one hand again dragging the suitcase, Abe got into the elevator. They will head to the 11th floor, the place where the booked room is located.
Sansan's eyes widened when he saw the contents of the room that Abe had ordered. Her husband had booked a honeymoon room. The king size mattress is filled with rose petals and the position of the mattress facing the window that presents a view of Mount Tangkuban Parahu.
“Mas..room very good.”
“You like?”
“Suka.. pack bang.”
“Because I can't take you on a honeymoon. So I booked a honeymoon type room. Part of where we go, keep the edges nyungsep on the mattress also.”
“Ish.. perverted basis.”
Sansan took his suitcase and put it in the closet. He gasped as he turned around, Abe was already before him. Suddenly he became nervous when he saw Abe looking at him deeply. Abe continued forward to make Sansan's back stick in the closet. Then her husband landed a kiss on her cheek.
Sansan's heart was pounding as Abe's hand began to release the hijab that covered his head and then put it back on the dresser. Then the man again landed kisses on the neck of the wife. Sansan crumpled the t-shirt her husband wore, his eyes closed and enjoying the touch of Abe's lips. Unable to be restrained des*han Sansan came out as Abe sipped his neck a little tight leaving a trace of redness.
Abe stopped his actions and looked back at his wife. Slowly Sansan opened his eyes as he felt the breath of Abe hitting his face. The distance between them is getting bigger. Sansan's heart was no longer beating. Jemari Abe traced Sansan's face, tidying up the haircut that blocked her pretty face.
“I miss you,” shriek Abe.
A second later, Abe's lips landed on Sansan's lips. With a slow movement she clenched the sweet lips she so missed. He directed Sansan's hand around his neck. Then his hand slipped behind the nape of the wife. Pressing her slowly to deepen her kiss.
Little by little Sansan began to return her husband's kisses. According to the order of the priest, during the distance, he watched a lot of films that presented scenes of lip colliding. Even the girl also followed the advice of one of her friends, venturing to watch adult films even though she finally only dared to watch for a while because of nausea to see the vulgar scenes presented.
“Udah finished right dear red cross?”
Sansan's body goosebumps as Abe calls out a word of affection for him. She could only nod her head to answer her husband's question. His chest pounded back violently when Abe unfolded the shirt he was wearing. Again Abe gave a kiss on Sansan's neck, then continued to climb upwards. His tongue licked his ear lobe and gave a small bite there.
Sansan is like being electrocuted by thousands of volts over what her husband is doing. Abe's lips are on his shoulders. Slowly her hands lowered the zipper band she was wearing. The loose clothing immediately fell down as Abe removed Sansan's hands from his sleeves.
The face of Abe's wife who still bears the status of the girl flushed red. Reflex he covered his upper with both hands. Abe carried Sansan and took him to bed. Slowly put the tiny body on the bed. The man grabbed Sansan's hands and put them over his head.
Sansan is getting more restless as Abe continues to give a wrenching touch after touch. Even the upper cover of his body was no longer there. Don't ask her cheeks that are flushed like tomatoes ready for harvest. But Abe's tender fondling managed to get him intoxicated and demanded more to be satisfied.
Abe looked into the eyes of the woman below him. He has succeeded in awakening the desire of the wife. He can no longer control himself. His own was already hardened and stiffened perfectly. Ready to break into Sansan's goal for the first time.
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Abe hugs his wife's body from behind after their romance. He almost failed to break into the goal because Sansan cried when he felt pain when he was broken through by his magic wand. But thanks to his intoxicating persuasion and fondling, the man finally managed to release his trial successfully.
CUPS
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Three consecutive kisses were given by the man on Sansan's open back. Both of his hands wrapped around his wife's waist to his stomach. Sansan's hands rested on it. He had not dared to look at Abe, still ashamed of the struggle on the bed just now.
“San.”
“Hmm.”
“Kirain is still crying.”
“Ish..”
There's been some ruckus Abe. The wife who is not even 20 years old always makes her anxious. The man slightly raised his sleeping position then placed a shoulder on Sansan's neck. A small kiss was given by Abe on his wife's neck and shoulders.
“How many days are you here?”
“Why? Mas ngusir yes. Aaaaa... mercy mas. geez..” Sansan's body sways as Abe's hand tickles around his waist.
“Hormality if asked never answer directly.”
“Iya. yes. mercy mas. I will be here long time. Yesterday's just finished the seminar outline. I want to arrange it here aja.”
“You're not doing research?”
“My research forms a literacy study. I can get data on the internet or in the library. Keep my guide saying that you've cleared all new guidance.”
“Means you can arrange here dong.”
“Iya.”
“Asik.. means it can be dyed every malem yes.”
“Ish.. base mesuuummm.”
Abe's hand in the stomach of Sansan moves up and then saves the chewy circle that has become the candle. Sansan moaned slowly and it made Abe more eager to massage and cremate him. His lips also began to be busy kissing the nape and neck of the wife. Sansan felt a stab from behind. It seems the husband's wand is standing straight again. Abe quickly turned Sansan's body around.
“Ronde second darling.”
“Aaaaa..”.
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“Zi.”
Ridho's reprimand succeeded in disturbing Iza's reverie. His mind was on the man who had helped him in the mall. The man's voice was so similar to Nick's. In addition, the man's touch reminded him of Nick's touch.
“Zi.. You why?” reprimand Ridho again because the younger brother still has not responded.
“Ngga, nothing. Hmm. That was Rega's doctor's phone, bang. I have to undergo another check he said.”
“What time?”
“Jam eleven, bang.”
“Besok brother must praise the trial. You go first with Meta, later you pick up.”
“Iya, bang.”
Iza finished her meal and returned to the room. The events in the mall continued to disturb his mind. His heart kept wondering if maybe Nick was still alive. But if it's true, what ummi might have lied to her.
Maybe that's true Nick. Because I miss him so much, it makes me think he's Nick. O Allah, give your servant guidance. Rediscover the servant with the man.
Iza's tears flow, her longing for Nick never subsides every night. Not infrequently the woman cried before her sleep. Only the memory of her husband kept her alive. Trying to live a life that is not easy for him. Sometimes he wished death to pick him up so as not to be tormented continuously in endless longing.
Slowly Iza laid her body. After chanting the prayer, there is still one more thing he did before going to bed. The woman imagines Nick's face, then relays their memories together. He imagines Nick currently beside him, hugging his body while whispering a word of love for him. With tears flowing from her eyes, Iza tried to sleep.
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Nick looked at the hand that had touched Iza. Although it happened a few hours ago, but he can still feel the warm body of the woman. The feeling left behind afterwards. Even just remembering the incident earlier, it had already made his chest thump.
The meeting with Iza that only lasted a few moments successfully left a deep impression. Unlike when, how often and for how long he interacted with the girl, Nick could not feel anything. He begins to question Diah's story to her.
Did mommy lie? Is mommy trying to manipulate my memory? Butwhy? What's with Azizah, if it's true mommy did that.
Nick's head started pulsing. The man tried to calm himself. With deep breaths. He kept asking himself to calm down. After a while, the pain in his head disappeared. Nick laid his body on the bed. He had to stop over-exorcising his brain.
Diah's story about Bila came back to tickle her mind. Nick tries to digest Diah's words from various angles, then compares them to the answer Bila gave him. Like something strange, the story of the two is like being disconnected, not connected to each other.
Nick wakes up from his sleep and walks the bathroom. Before long the man came out with his face, hands, feet and wet hair. He thought the prayer mat was draped on the chair and held it. After putting on his coat, he began his evening prayer.
“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh.. Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.”
“Yes Allah, I beg you to light the way of the servant. Do not let your servant stay in the dark for too long. Give the servant a hint, where to step to find the way back. Meet someone I want to meet, someone I miss. Only to You, I ask for help. Please grant this servant aamiin.”
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As usual, Ibn Sina hospital is never empty of visitors who want to seek treatment or visit patients treated there. Sending by Meta, Iza will meet with Rega's doctor. In addition to checking the condition of Iza, Meta also wanted to ask about the development of eye donors for his sister-in-law. She hopes Iza will get a donor soon, and by the time she meets Nick, she can already see back to normal.
The arrival of Iza and Meta was welcomed by the nurse who accompanied the ophthalmologist. He escorted Iza and Meta into the check room. Rega's doctor's smile expands upon seeing the woman he loves arrive. Since his move to Bandung, this is the first time to meet again with Iza.
“Again, doc,” saya Iza.
“Again, Noor. Please sit.”
Meta helps Iza sit down and sits next to her best friend. At first glance he caught how the young doctor looked at Iza. Ridho had warned him to take care of Iza and not let him be alone with Rega's doctor.
“How are you doing?”
“Alhamdulillah good.”
“Sorry doc. What about the development of eye donor for Iza?”
“Still have to wait. Actually yesterday there were several donor eyes that came in. Unfortunately, the size of the cornea does not match the size of Noor. Be patient, In Shaa Allah there will be time for him to get a suitable donor.”
“Aamiin.”
“Then, let's start the check.”
Meta notices Rega's doctor who is examining Iza while replying to her husband. The examination itself did not last long. Rega's doctor only checked Iza's eye organs if they were still functioning properly.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the building, still in the same hospital, Nick is consulting with Rafli's doctor. He told me what he has been going through lately. When also listening to Nick's counseling session.
“Dok, what is the memory of strong affection and often I feel it comes from bitter memories?”
“I don't know. Usually the one that gives the most imprinting memory, which makes the affection stronger. Most people retain good memories, while their bitter memories are deep in the subconscious. Our brain selects which memories will be retained, which will be discarded. There are also memories that remain but are blocked so we can not remember them. This usually happens if we experience excessive trauma. It as a form of self-defense mechanism.”
“Feel strong feeling when I hear someone's name, is it good or bad memories?”
“Only you can answer. Don't try to remember, but dive into your heart. How did you feel when you heard that name?”
“More to yearning.”
“It could be that's a good memory for you. Usually we miss the person we love right, not the enemy or the person who has hurt us.”
Nick nodded his head. The name Azizah, the woman he met yesterday in the mall, an unfamiliar voice and a touch that felt familiar and electrifying. He was sure the woman had something to do with him.
“Thank you doc. Hopefully I can get an answer quickly.”
“Hopefully. Remember, don't over-fors your brain to remember.”
“Sya, doc. Then, excuse me first."
Nick stood up while greeting Rafli's doctor. The man then walked out of the doctor's office. When rushing to catch up with him, he needed to discuss some things with Nick. Diah asked him to continue to approach the man and of course if he would do it with pleasure.
At the same time Iza had also finished doing the examination. Meta immediately took Iza to the hospital lobby to wait for Ridho. Her husband said she was on her way to the hospital. Meta sat Iza in one of the chairs in the waiting room.
“Zi.. I'm out for a minute yes, want to see bang Ridho. Who knows, it's up.”
“Iya.”
From the elevator, Nick and Bila get out. The two are still talking. If you ask a lot about Nick's coffee shop that just opened two days ago. He also asked to teach him how to make coffee. Nick doesn't mind teaching Bila and letting her come whenever she wants.
The love for Nick is growing more and more fertile. Nick's attitude also begins to open up to him, giving hope that his love does not clap one hand. Coupled with Diah's support, the girl grew more confident. The conversation continued as they crossed the lobby.
Iza who was sitting waiting gasped at the familiar voice not far from where she was sitting. The voice he heard the other day. The voice of a man is similar to the voice of her husband. The woman immediately stood up then walked towards the direction of the voice.
BRACKET
Iza fell down as her legs tripped over the chair. Nick, who was not far from him, looked over. Reflexes he approaches Iza to help. He gasped when he saw the woman who had fallen was the woman he had met a few days ago in the mall.
“You have nothing?” ask Nick while helping Iza stand up. A strange feeling was felt by the man.
“Nick..” call Iza.
“You... know my name?”
“This is true you mas?”
“Do we know each other?”
“Sorry. a. am I wrong. But your voice is similar to her. Your name is Nick too. Si.. what's your long name? What is Nickolas Armando Littrel?”
“Who are you? Why do you know my full name?”
Nick holds both of Iza's shoulders. The woman's face and voice were completely familiar to him. Iza herself is still confused by everything that happened, why Nick even asked her back. Seeing that something is wrong, when it comes close.
“Say, who are you?”
“You don't know me? Is it because I'm blind that you pretend you don't know me?” iza's eyes began to glaze over.
“You... aaarggghh.”.
Nick's grip on Iza's shoulder came off. Now both of his hands are holding his head that feels pain. When he rushed over. He tried to calm Nick who was still groaning in pain. Iza was no less panicked, she tried to get close to Nick.
“Ke.. why? A.. What's wrong with you? Nick..”
“Aaarrgghh.”
“Come on Nick we should check on you,” When you help Nick walk.
“Wait... don't go.. Nick.”
“Stop following him! Do you realize what you're doing?! You've hurt him!” hardik Bila on Iza, made the woman gasp.
“Aaargghh.”
Back heard Nick's groan followed by his collapsed body. When screaming, call the nurse who is passing by. Two male nurses approached and took Nick to the IGD. When running from behind. Not to forget he contacted doctor Sudirman, doctor Reyhan and also doctor Rafli.
Meanwhile, Iza who still does not know what is really happening, continues to walk in an uncertain direction. Again his feet tripped over the chair he passed and his body fell back.
“Zi!”
Meta who returned together with Ridho rushed over to Iza and helped her up. Ridho was surprised to see Iza crying.
“Zi.. You why?”
“Nick.. There's Nick. a. I just met someone who sounds like Nick. His name is the same but he doesn't recognize me. Is Nick still alive?” Reply Iza on the sidelines of her crying. Meta and Ridho looked at each other.
“Where is she Zi?”
“I don't know bang. He was screaming in pain. Bang, is that really Nick?”
“Abang will find out. You and Meta just wait here.”
Ridho rushed to the IGD. Iza said Nick was in pain, most likely he was taken to an emergency unit. Meta grabbed Iza and sat her in the chair. He hugged Iza who was still crying. Meta didn't expect Iza and Nick's meeting to happen so soon.
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Sorry. yesterday I didn't get up. In addition to the signal and there is interference, there is a busyness that can not be left behind. Don't be angry if it doesn't come up, it will get old soon. Do not suudzon also, in addition to sin, you also do not know the situation that makes you unable to up. We value each other and understand bos😎