The Sweetest Harsh
Episode 74 - Romance

The sun has reached the end of the day. Leaving his remaining tilapia at the end of the sky. Tiara was still sitting on the steps of the villa's back porch hugging her legs wrapped in three-quarters trousers. Staring with a still heavy smile, his cat who was in a sleeping position on the grass with his long tail twitching. The woman had fed him, and now, in her full stomach, the cat was ready to rest.

Alfa, who had just returned from work, sat down next to his wife and looked at the cat that was the center of Tiara's attention in wonder. The man, who had no knowledge of furry animals at all, had no idea how to care for and interact with the cat. Therefore, he gave up the cleaning and feeding of his beloved pet to the servant, who was, by now, taken over by Tiara completely. Throughout the day, his wife takes care of her cat alone and it is Popo who is currently Tiara's loyal friend, tailing her wherever she goes, sometimes even falling asleep together on a couch. Sure enough, the woman looked calmer and her temperament had diminished.

“Can cats be tied up and invited to travel?” Alfa asked cautiously, keeping her words acceptable. The man looked closely at his wife and then again landed his gaze on Popo.

Tiara did not return her husband's gaze and simply looked lethargic at the cat with the sapphire eyes. “Can't,” the answer is short.

“Then, we leave Popo for a while and we have dinner outside, how? Do you mind?” the man asked without touching Tiara's body. Holding back as hard as he wanted it because it seemed, the woman was still not comfortable being in his arms.

The woman did not answer, still with her expressionless face and looked straight ahead. Her hair that was just draped and moved increasingly exposed to the wind until it was draped on her cheek made Tiara so beautiful. Alfa even enjoyed the scene without blinking. His wife seemed to change into a figure he had just known. The man seemed to have to repeat from the beginning of their approach as at the beginning of their meeting first. Breaking the rigidity of Tiara's heart which now of course he must open slowly.

Tiara changed her sitting position. Cross his legs until he seems more relaxed. “Where?” Ask.

“There are a lot of places you haven't been to here? I'll show you one by one. Believe me, I won't disappoint,” the ray then stick out your hand.

The woman looked for a moment at the hand of her husband who was now beside her arm. Ask him to welcome. Tiara exhaled and placed her right hand on the palm of Alpha. With a satisfied smile, the man clasped tightly onto his woman's tiny fingers and stood together from the porch of the house. Walk into the villa.

The servant who saw his master had arrived inside the house and closed the door, immediately leading the cat back to his iron trellis. Make sure the cat is safe from dust that was scattered in the dry season that afternoon.

Alfa was moved happily, she stepped confidently in her heart, grateful for the better condition of her wife. Tiara slowly wanted to get back close to him after a long time. Oh, the man was almost numb because they were two strangers living under one roof trying to get to know each other. The woman never blamed anyone for the calamity that befell her, only her wailing and cold attitude that made Alfa must be steadfast to keep her distance.

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"Wait." Alfa stopped Tiara's steps which had almost reached the door of the room. The man stopped right in front of his wife, paying close attention to the woman's neat face and brown hair as it had just been combed. "Come here for a while," he invited her by holding Tiara's hand, inviting her back into the bedroom. "Sit here" the man ordered, pressing his wife's shoulder, that she should sit on the round chair in front of the toilette.

Alfa then took a comb and colored ribbon in line with the bottle green dress that Tiara wore. The woman looked at her reflection in the mirror expressionlessly and did not protest against her now deftly combing husband and then washing his hair in a loosely tied ponytail style. Either got the idea of where, but, like a professional hairdresser, Alfa smiled with satisfaction as her hand turned out to be able to style the long wavy Tiara hair that became so charming.

The man in the casual costume then returned to the toilet table and opened the makeup rack with a weigh-in, looking carefully for pink objects that are often used by his wife before she experienced this difficult time.

When agreeing to Alfa's invitation, Tiara just changed clothes and tidied her hair, not interested at all to just apply a thin powder to her face. Now, the man painstakingly unpacked the shelf and was somehow trying to find what. The woman smiled wryly as Alfa held onto a small object that she might hold for a lifetime. After convincing himself that what he found was true, Alfa turned to his wife and smiled.

Without receiving approval, Alfa, who sat at the toalet table, turned her back to the mirat, simply rubbed the lip-splitter onto her lips, which looked dry and had a slanted smile. "It's not striking, it just makes you look fresher" said the man, watching intensely, inch by inch his wife's face, who was looking through the mirror at her makeup.

In her adoring brown eye scan, Alfa's eyeball landed at the speed of her inflated heartbeat, while his pupils focused on Tiara's lips that turned out to be so wet and glittering because of the lip moisturizing polish he incised. Unknowingly, the man touched his fingers on Tiara's lower lip which made her swallow even more.

Alfa then closed her eyes in frustration, holding back the sparkle of her soul that was now mixed with her desire to******* with the ferocious lips of Tiara who seemed to tease it.

The man was beating hard. Making his woman lightning turn towards Alfa who was now standing. "Let's go, let's go" he asked as he looked at the black watch on his wrist. Time is still so late in the afternoon and they have plenty of time to spend the rest of the afternoon until midnight.

Tiara nodded then got up from her seat. Draping his small bag onto his shoulders and rushing following Alfa who had first stepped leading the way.

How heavy the handsome man was to stem his desire to touch his woman at that time, so he was forced to limit physical contact with Tiara so that his desire did not become more so.

The sound of the car door closing began their long journey. Alfa opened the car sunroof, until now, saw a panoramic sky that is so beautiful. Thousands of stars are blinking in place, getting brighter with the bright crescent moonlight.

Tiara looked on endlessly with her head up. His gestures like this, gazing at the night scene with this peaceful feeling, were always reminiscent of his own words to Alfa about hope. About how when her husband hugged her from behind and flew a piece of his asap she was flying. Oh, can he who has lost hope still have aspirations again? Will God grant her a point she has long since?

The woman closed her eyes. Feel the raging taste that is so complicated to bind the heart. The head-wrenching shock made her slowly reach for her husband's driving arm. Finding out for real that he was alive and was actually next to the man. It's not alone.

Tiara then opened her eyes, as if she had just woken up from a dreamland so dark. Alfa squeezed the fingers of his wife who was holding tightly to his left arm. Looked at the woman worriedly. "What's Tiara? You're not feeling well?" Resentments.

Tiara sighed and shook her head. "I'm okay" he replied.

"Let's go down," Alfa removed the seatbelt and opened the door, along with Tiara who did the same.

The woman was flabbergasted. Watching the scenery in front of him where they are currently in front of a luxurious restaurant with a panoramic view of the sea of stars stretching below. Alfa sighed Tiara and entered the door of the restaurant nodding her head to the servant who politely welcomed their arrival.

Tiara's heart grew instantaneously as they headed towards the table with two candles lit as the lights. The romantic atmosphere is still imbued with the sparkling light of thousands of star-tub lights that look so bright because Alfa chose a table on the edge of the glass wall.

Tiara no longer knew whether she should smile or wail in the face of the romance of life that was being presented to her.