You Make Me Crazy
Ch. 62

"Mommy ... Daddy ..."

There was the cry of a child who suddenly stood in the doorway.

Ken

The little boy ran over to Riko and Dara who stepped over to enter the house. So close, Riko was immediately welcomed into his carrier.

"Daddy's little whiz why at home?" riko asked as they stepped together to enter the house.

"Main games are the same as watching cartoons" Ken replied with an excited look.

"Daddy's handsome kids don't often play games just like watching TV. Poor his eyes."

At first glance the three of them looked like a happy little family.

Indeed they are happy, but behind it is a secret that many people do not know.

Outside the house, in a black car parked across the street. Kai was still with an expression of anger as he watched the scene that had ignited the flames of his anger.

Dara could have lied to him like this. The little boy he saw was definitely his son.

Dara separated him from his own flesh and blood. He can't take it. Dara is now happy with her new life. While he was alone, he was tormented alone.

Miss who was stifled for five years, even got a reply like this. Love that is still awake slick for five years, it is betrayed so cruelly.

Kai just doesn't understand, how big a mistake he did until Dara hated him this much.

Kai can't let this happen. Dara and her son must return to her. Whatever and how.

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Dara had finished cleaning herself up and was about to get into bed. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

After putting Ken to sleep, Dara had no intention of doing any more activities. Which usually, in hours like this he uses to prepare lecture materials tomorrow.

After meeting with Kai this afternoon, his mood shattered, then yawned somewhere.

"Ken?" call Dara while swinging a step towards the door. Then turn the door handle.

But when the door opened, unlike her estimation, the one standing in the doorway was Riko. Who looked at him softly and deeply.

"Doctor?" lirih Dara called out. I don't know why Riko's gaze this time felt different.

"Did anyone say my name?"

"No, I just don't feel polite saying your name directly."

"Dara ..." lirih Riko looked at Dara deepening.

"Do you need anything?"

Riko nodded slowly. "I need you." I don't know what this feeling is. Riko was no longer able to withstand the turmoil in her soul. Who for five years has been missing.

He's a grown man, again normal. It is natural that he also misses the love of a woman. It's just that he couldn't reveal it. Not wanting to make the woman he loves as an outlet.

Dara understood the meaning of Riko's increasingly sad gaze. She was no longer a little girl who understood nothing. She is now a grown woman. Who could see there was a desire behind Riko's gaze.

"What can I do for you?"

"On my application. Are you sure?" Somehow Riko felt, Dara was forced to accept her proposal. Maybe because of the return of the favor to accept it.

Dara nodded slowly. Because honestly, he's not sure either.

But, did he have to be that cruel to repay all of Riko's kindness?

Isn't there a little love in Dara's heart for Riko?

Slowly Riko brought her fingers gently stroking Dara's face. Her slightly trembling hand could Dara feel as soon as it touched the skin.

"If you are not sure, you should think again," said Riko then lowered her fingers and wanted to move.

Quickly Dara held Riko's wrist before the man passed. He knew what Riko was feeling right now.

"Don't you ever say you'll always help me?" ungkit Dara's.

Dara did not answer Riko's question. He even pulled Riko's hand. Take him into his room. Dara's steps stopped at the side of the bed.

"Become, what do you mean?" riko asked confused by Dara's behavior.

However, instead of answering Riko's question, Dara grabbed Riko's hands. Take him around his waist. It makes Riko more confused.

"Become..."

"Help me move on from my past" interrupted Dara. While carrying both his arms around Riko's shoulders.

Dara's treatment this time, really makes the desire in his soul more turbulent. Riko took a long breath. Minimize the pounding on the chest that began to craze. The heart rate is getting worse.

The heart seemed to want to be dislodged when Dara brought her fingers open the buttons of her shirt one by one.

Holy hooch!

What's on Dara's mind right now?

Already a few buttons were open when Riko held Dara's hand that began to be nosy.

"Well, what are you doing?" asked Riko increasingly unable to catch her breath which began to hunt. Dara's treatment had really ignited the flames of her passion.

"I know what's on your mind right now."

Dara knows what Riko wants right now. He also knew the man had harbored feelings for him for five years.

There's nothing wrong with Riko. He is a kind, gentle and loving man. So what's wrong if he starts to open his heart.

Riko's high posture and firm, making Dara have to be a little tiptoe to be able to reach the lips that tease it. Lips that never touch a cigarette. Maybe even Dara is the only lucky woman who can touch her.

Dara's brief kiss made Riko stunned. Makes his heartbeat even more crazy. The roar of his hunting breath felt warm to the skin.

Dara wants to withdraw. Ending her kiss, when suddenly Riko's fingers grabbed her nape quickly. Pressuring him so that the man could further deepen his paging.

Dara did not refuse. He knew this was what Riko had wanted since then. Only, the man might be ashamed to ask. Because the status of husband and wife among them is just a formality.

Apparently Riko's expertise cannot be underestimated. He is so good at playing his role. As a doctor whose daily busy serving patients, in fact does not make Riko stiff in every touch.

Although rarely seen with women, but Riko was able to make Dara get swept away and start following the game.

as the pagutan grew more and more greedy, the two slowly inched closer to the bed. Until finally Dara was lying with both arms of Riko confined him.

I don't know what's on Dara's mind. He just let Riko start unbuttoning his pajamas one by one. Back Riko landed a kiss from along the neck. Inhaling the fragrant aroma of soap that increasingly burns his passion.

Dara was in an instant made to drift in the game of Riko. The hard-earned sane he guarded, disappeared from reason in an instant.

Maybe because of longing for love, so he did not refuse even a little when Riko's sturdy fingers slowly began to guerrilla. Gently rub each curve of the body, feeling the smooth skin as smooth as marble.

Dara was made to drift by the soft touch of Riko, when suddenly her phone lying on the nightstand, rang loudly.

The heat activity that almost plunges it must stop.

Rushing Dara woke up, fixing clothes and hair. Then grab a phone on the nightstand. Which shows private number calling.

Dara frowning. Again an unknown number contacted him.

"Who?" ask Riko while linking back the shirt buttons.

"No idea. Number not known."

"Jawab. Who knows how important."

"No akh." Suddenly anxiety struck. Dara was just afraid, bad assumptions began to rule the mind. What if the mysterious caller was Kai.

Dara's first call ignored. Until the second call followed shortly. Forced, he responded.

"Hello?" sapa Dara is scared.

"Become, it's me, Kai."

Dara speechless. His body suddenly trembled. The fear slowly began to fall.

"I'm in front of your house right now. I'm waiting for you. Meet me now."

TB