The Second Ring
Chapter 62

People say, intimate relationship between husband and wife can relieve stress.

People say, making out between husband and wife can reduce the burden of the mind.

In the end, that was what Vino was trying to do with his wife. He could not bear to see Olivia who was too sad.

"Alvin's not too hot, honey." Vino said with a brick. He was confused to respond with the sentence what his wife's concoction was. Until, his initial intention to take Olivia home, he undo.

Vino turns the steering wheel when he sees a hotel building. Immediately he brought down the woman beside him, embraced Olivia's shoulder and immediately ordered a luxurious room.

"What are we going to do?" olivia asked confusedly as the door of the room opened.

Vino guided Olivia inside, then pushed the door with her legs closed. Vino guided Olivia to sit on the bed.

"Try telling me how you felt before." Vino confirmed Olivia's sitting position until the woman's legs rose to the top of the bed in a straight position. Olivia's back rested on the bed rest. Vino also massaged Olivia's legs with slow movements to provide a soft and comfortable sensation.

"I don't know. I just did that. Walk and feel that Alvin's hot." Olivia told me with a clear bulir dripping over the cheeks. Vino quickly rubbed Olivia's cheek with her thumb.

Vino's feelings were only one, he wanted to give his wife that calm. So in a gentle gesture he kissed the lips. At first, Olivia refused, the girl's face turned to the side, but Vino did not give up. She cupped Olivia's cheek forcing the face to face her.

Feeling that he did not accept resistance, Vino continued his desire to touch his wife. Finally, after the persuasion both melted in warmth.

"Don't be sad anymore. We must be able to get through everything sincerely" said Vino while stroking the innocent back of the woman in his arms. There was no reply from Olivia, Vino's eyelids were heavy and he fell asleep.

Vino is unaware of Olivia's movements, who breaks out of her arms, gets out of bed and into the bathroom. In fact, Vino also did not know if the wife shed tears in the room.

Olivia hit his chest hard, hoping that all the pain he suffered could be reduced and decay with the water that soaked his body. However, there was something Olivia could not predict that the pain within her would not forever be easily eliminated. Sometimes, the pain persists until a time that cannot be determined. Until, himself who continues through the day with memories that bind his memory.

Until, in the end ..all memories begin to blur as much time is lived. The thing Olivia needs to do is keep going strong, keep holding on to the pain - the pain.

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"Hi, are you awake?" Olivia's hoarse voice greeted Olivia's eardrum who was standing facing the stove. "What's up, honey?"

Olivia's body stiffened as she felt Vino's two hands coiling around her stomach. The man's chin rested on his shoulder until Vino's warm gasps hit the neck.

"I take a shower, come back and eat. Your cooking smells so good, it tempts my appetite." Vino smiled broadly. More precisely, the bitter smile he gave. There was a sense of disappointment that he felt over the rejection given by Olivia, but as hard as he could, he sat down and hid it so as not to worsen their situation even more.

Vino is aware of the changes that occur to Olivia after the death of their son. As much as possible, he was patient in dealing with the change. As a husband, he must be stronger and stronger. Although it is undeniable that Vino also needs the strength of the closest people over the conditions that occur in his household.

Vino rushed out of the kitchen area and returned to the room. He took a shower, then changed his clothes. A moment later, his phone rang. Raisya's name flashes on the phone screen.

"Yes, Raisya?"

"What's not anymore? I just finished taking a shower, keep remembering Vino. So call me" answered Raisya. His voice sounded carefree and of course managed to publish a smile on Vino's lips.

"Just finished the shower too. Have you eaten yet?" asked Vino no less cheerfully. He did not want his sister to catch the anxiety of his heart.

"Not yet, I want to invite Brother to eat together. I'm confused as to what to eat now. Usually Kak Vino is the most good when it comes to choosing a menu."

Furthermore, the two also chatted with each other about many things and all kinds of trivial chats. However, that way has made Vino's squeeze improve. The man forgets his disappointment, forgets the neglect Olivia made to him and forgets that his intention was to eat with his wife.

Vino just agreed to Raisya's invitation. He thought he needed a friend to talk to for now. And, a chatter friend who always fits and can understand the feeling is just Raisya. Maybe because they have been close since childhood, so they can already know each other.

Then, without saying goodbye to Olivia who seems to be engrossed with her own world in the kitchen, Vino immediately went to drive his vehicle to the restaurant where he made an appointment with Raisya. Their favorite restaurant.

Because of the preoccupation with chatting and then continued by watching in the cinema, Vino was home late at night. When he reached the room, he found Olivia who had fallen asleep.

One rough snort slid in his mouth. Vino ruffled his hair violently as well. Feeling angry about their current condition. This situation was certainly never imagined before. Mutual silence, do not greet each other even left to sleep first. Really very annoying.

Yes, Vino knew that he had been caliph because he had come home last night without giving any news. However, Olivia also did not contact him at all. His wife was too busy with her own feelings to ignore him who also needed more attention.

Heh. It's not just Olivia who's lost a child. He also feels lost. And now must also lose their togetherness in the room.

Many swearing that came out in Vino's chest, until it felt like it wanted to explode right then and there. If he does not think that he must remain sane for the sake of the balance of this household, maybe he has gone berserk.

Vino walked into the bathroom with wide strides, soaking his head that felt his brain bubbling to let out lava. Without removing the clothes first, Vino bathed in the middle of the night blind using cold water. Forget it if he might get a fever. Forget it if he might get sick. His soul is now sick.