
The soul tilts its body, gazing at the soulmate's slumbering mind curling its body across its chest in search of warmth there. So peaceful in her heart, the smile was on her beautiful face, it seemed like a reflection of her dream which was amazingly beautiful.
Tidied up the children's hair that covers the side of Dara's face, then his fingers gently sweep the appearance of a beautiful beauty who was sleeping soundly berbantalkann his arms from the forehead, nose bangirnya, eyelids, eyelids, also the red lips of Ranum Dara.
Concerns flushed it, should it convey the information it got to Dara? He felt he could not say it, the reality was too bitter, could his little wife bear all the stories of his past embroidered nestapa?
In vain by the figure who gave birth to it, discarded unwanted, only considered as a barrier to the happiness of his own birth mother would definitely make Dara hurt terribly. The hero who only heard it also felt a deep sadness. A precious jewel thrown away like a useless piece of trash made his heart unusually gush countless times.
Wira has decided to keep this news until it feels the time is right to be delivered, at this time he will keep it in meetings so that Dara does not know it, he said, worry will have a bad effect on the condition of his wife who is pregnant.
“Maybe to your mother you are worthless, but to me you are everything, dear.” The hero muttered softly and grabbed Dara into his tight hold. Then his thoughts returned to Almira, the first woman to ever fill the space of his heart.
Like you, you are a fairy godmother to me and Dara. Takes little Dara from the orphanage and sends her by my side as an adult. You did incise wounds, invite tears, create suffering, but you also brought the healer to treat a piece of my wounded heart. You are like a river that guides me where to go, leading me to meet the ocean of true soul mates. Thank you Mira. Together with the wind I send do’a as sincere to you, may goodness during your life be an outpouring of happiness for you there. I will guard my Daraku until the last breath blows from his body.
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“Mas, how about that address search, has there been any development?” tanya Dara who was drying her hair with a towel. This afternoon the handsome doctor had just finished washing himself after coming home from his daily routine at the hospital.
“Ehm... uh, i-it's still no news. There may be many clients who use their services. Patience yes dear.” The hero tried to answer in the usual tone so that Dara did not suspect him who was hiding something.
“Alright...” said Dara while nodding lethargicly.
“Do not think about.” Wira rubs the top of Dara's head full of affection.
“Oke, what items do you want to buy? I will contact the baby boutique to send the catalog as usual so you can choose freely at home without having to tire of coming there.” The hero went to pick up her phone, but Dara held her arm.
Dara put on an adorable look and her beautiful eyeballs stared at WIra expectantly. “Mas, this time I want to choose it directly in the boutique, not through the catalog. Once thisiiiii... only, yes,” his door while struggling spoiled and lifting his index finger to the front of his face.
“Honey, I'm afraid you're exhausted if you come straight there. Isn't choosing at home more relaxed and comfortable?” persuade the gentle Hero.
“But it feels boring continuously choose through pictures. I want to see it in person. Come on, Mas, please. I promise I'll be careful.” Dara started sulking.
It is certain that if his wife is in sulking mode like this, WIra will not be able to refuse, Dara seems to have understood very well where the weakness of her beloved possessive husband lies.
“Yes, yes okay. As your request, madam. But how about the weekend we just go there, tomorrow my work schedule is very solid.”
“But I want to buy it tomorrow. Let Mr. Jono and Bu Rina drive, have they not always taken good care of me?” Dara did not give up, somehow the pregnant woman was so insistent this time. The hero seemed to be weighing, still hesitant to agree.
“Maaaasss Dara interrupted again.
“Ya already, but remember not to fatigue.” Wira finally gave her permission even though honestly her heart felt unsettled.
Dara immediately smiled widely and on her tiptoes kissed WIra's lips at a glance. “Thank you my dear husband,” he said cheerfully.