
He shifted his body to the left to make sure .. so he could see who was driving.
At the same time, the driver spoke while pulling over his vehicle.
"Together Nadia, move forward. Sit beside me."
"Male?" nadia exclaimed, between happy and haru.
Bimasena went down to open the back door and also the front door for him.
"Bim, why take me home? Are you a lot of guests on the rooftop?" he said as he got out of the car. He hid his face from Bimasena, because there were tears flowing that Bimasena did not need to see.
"There's nothing to worry about with guests on the rooftop. What to worry about is that you have to go home by yourself in the middle of the night."
It was like hugging and complaining to Bimasena. But as soon as the man was beside her, her courage went nowhere.
He also did not want to be seen by Bimasena. So he just asked me something else.
"Whose car is this?" Nadia observed the interior of the Mercedes Benz A Class car. For the first time Bimasena used a different car.
"Personal car. Rarely used. More live in the basement of the apartment" Bimasena replied as he held out a tissue box to her.
Private car? One word for the man on the side. 'Wow'. No car collection is available.
He tried to hide his crying face, but still, did not escape the attention of Bimasena.
"Don't shed tears too often. You deserve to be happy Nadia."
Nadia just sighed heavily. It feels like sharing the burden, but not knowing how to string words together. The Bimasena section does not need to know his personal problems. Let the burden carry itself.
"Is there anything you want to say? Just tell me, there's nothing to cover up." asked Bimasena. It seemed to be able to read his heart and mind.
Nadia just shook her head. There is no good story about him that is interestingly shared with Bimasena. Who prided himself only on High School, where he often won beauty contests. The success is long gone and leaves nothing.
"When do you want to open up to me, Nadia?"
Nadia just stayed quiet and looked down. The problem doesn't need anyone else to know. Also Bimasena.
"Well, if you don't want to talk. There's something I want to talk to you about, but it's so hard to meet. I think it's time I said it Nadia."
Bimasena let out a long sigh before continuing her words.
"Maybe all this time you thought if I liked you was just a joke. Just game. But I'm not kidding. I'm serious."
"I like you Nadia." Bimasena glanced towards Nadia who was looking down.
"I love you."
"And worst of all, I want to have you."
Nadia. Like a flash of lightning striking his chest.
Did he not hear wrong?
Is it true that Bimasena is loving him?
That's how it feels?
Heart rate becomes unbearable. The one who said it was Bimasena. A man who can blind any woman's heart. Even those who have married like him.
The pride in his soul suddenly disappeared. His tongue was suddenly twisted, his brain was dead-end.
Having just heard the hurtful speech of Tristan, suddenly heard the affection of Bimasena. It was so easy for the situation to play tricks on him. His brain capacity was too small to digest this shock. Soon he will be a mental hospital patient.
"Maybe you'd say if we met at the wrong time."
"Because you're already tied to marriage."
"It's not the first time I've fallen in love. But I never felt this bad. As torture this."
"Maybe it's because you're not alone anymore that I'm not free."
"I really messed up Nadia."
"Wherever I am, my brain always thinks of you. I tried to get rid of your shadow. Because I know this is wrong. But your shadow is getting more and more disturbing."
"The misses continue to torment me. Maybe this sounds lebay. But this is the reality."
What am I supposed to say? It's a shame to say, I love you too Bim. I miss you too, Bim. I want you too. No Nadia, be aware of yourself. Who are you ... Bimasena who ... Don't fall too easily.
"Why am I Bim? I'm a nobody? I don't have anything to be proud of. I'm just a spare parts salon worker. I'm even just graduating High School. And .. I'm Tristan's wife."
"You know me only on the outer shell. You don't know how weird my life is."
"That taste of your tribe only came for a moment. Once your passion and curiosity are gone, then I mean nothing more to you Bim. All the flavors you said just now, will be gone without a trace."
"Instead, Tristan in just a few years with me, he's saturated. Don't waste time on me. Mitha and Reyna are even better than me."
Bimasena laughed heartily at Nadia's words.
"Don't ask me why Nadia. Because this feeling comes from the Creator. HE's the one who breathes the flavor. HE who fosters taste. He also keeps it."
"So to me it's not too late. Or a less than appropriate time. Or you are inappropriate. Because indeed we are destined to meet at a time like this and in this condition."
Bimasena waited for Nadia's answer, but Nadia just remained silent and lowered her head. Bimasena finally spoke again.
"Nadia, are you letting me go any further in your life?"
"Are you going to give me hope?"
"Are you going to break my heart?"
Bimasena's question was like a bullet, right lodged in his heart. He knew the answer, but he could only answer in silence. Not for Bimasena to hear. Let him keep it in the deepest trough of the heart.
"A a I don't know what to answer Bim. Please don't push me. You know how I'm doing."
"I don't press or force you Nadia. Give me a way to enter your life. So you can consider me."
"It doesn't matter if I'm just an alternative. Until your heart is completely settled who your life choices are."
"And if in the end you will choose to stay with Tristan, I will accept and stop bothering you."
"But give me a chance to show myself to you."
"And please don't equate me with Tristan."
"I'm not saying I'm better than Tristan. I could be worse than him. But I will try to give you the best. And make you the most important."
Without feeling they have arrived Nadia's house. Bimasena pulled over and parked the vehicle in front of Nadia's garage.
Immediately Bimasena went down to open the car door for Nadia.
"Thank you, Bim" he told Bimasena, who was standing next to the car.
As usual, Bimasena would wait for him to enter the house, lock the door, turn off the lights, then the man went home.
"Come on Nadia" said Bimasena because he saw her just standing there.
Bimasena laughing. "You know I'm not going home before making sure you're in the room? Make sure you're safe?"
***
Nadia stood looking at him. Not yet stepped into his house.
"Come on Nadia" he told Nadia.
Unlike usual Nadia according, now Nadia shook her head. "I want to see you go home."
He also laughed. What happened to Nadia?
"You know I'm not going home before making sure you're in the room? Make sure you're safe?"
"No. I'll come in when you get home." Nadia remained firm. Now even dare to challenge his gaze.
Alright Nadia, I'll give you what you need.
You won't forget tonight.
"If you don't want to come in, I'll take you in."
Nadia was flabbergasted as she grabbed her hand and pulled it gently towards the door of the house.
"Where's the key?" Bimasena raised his hand.
Nadia's hands fumbled into her bag and pulled out a house key.
He took the key, locked it and opened the door. Then he went in ahead of Nadia. Nadia followed.
After Nadia entered the house, she closed and locked the door from the inside.
Makes Nadia gawk. The woman must have been wondering what she was doing. Why did he close and lock the door while he was still inside the house.
Bimasena almost laughed to see Nadia's face suddenly pale with a gawking face.
He took one step forward so that their distance became very close. Nadia also looked more tense. His face was not covered with blood.
Please Nadia, you shouldn't be that much.
Bimasena grabbed Nadia's shoulder and pulled closer to her. One hand lifted Nadia's chin gently, so that the woman's face looked up to him.
Bimasena slowly brought her face closer to Nadia's. Then whisper, then,
"She answered, will you allow me to go further into your life?"
Nadia's expression was slurred. Highlight his eyes soften. Slowly he nodded and then bit his lips.
Bimasena is like the moon because of the slow nod of that beautiful face. The face that always annoys her day.
"Thank you Nadia" he said, smiling.
His finger brushed Nadia's lips to stop her from biting her lips. Slowly he brought his lips closer to Nadia's.
Nadia gasped as soon as both of their lips touched.
Eventually, however, his face slowly decayed. Drowning in the silence caused by two lips that are clenched together, with a red-orange face.
Finally Bimasena could taste those sweet lips, it tasted much sweeter than imagined. Very soft and delicious. The pleasure is amazing even though the lips were just surrender not welcome.
Bimasena's left hand was coiled around Nadia's waist and her right hand held the back of the woman's head. He pulled Nadia's body to get closer to him.
No more distance was created, so he could feel the curves of that beautiful body. He could even feel Nadia's heart beating so strongly.
It triggers a passion within. So the soft kiss started to heat up. Moreover, Nadia who initially only put her lips together, now began to reply. The tongue is also playing to wake the universe. Don't want to end it.
***
"Bim!" peekik Nadia's.
Nadia jumped in shock, so their kiss was released. Because Bimasena's hands started to creep from the waist down and squeeze.
Breath hunting.
Bimasena pulled Nadia and turned their direction. Then gently pushed Nadia until she leaned on the door.
Bimasena re-attached his body. Getting tighter. So there is no more room for Nadia to make distance.
"Don't reject Nadia."
"Consider" whispered the man in his ear.
"But .. "has not finished his speech, Bimasena has cut.
"Don't worry about Tristan. I can monitor the rooftop from here."
The words of Bimasena are very hypnotic and soothing.
So that he could only resign and close his eyes when Bimasena began to explore. Bimasena has broken his defenses.
Very nice, the man's touch on his skin.
It feels so different.
Very very special.
No one is tired of standing behind the door. Because he doesn't know where he is.
Bimasena flew him into the black sky, dancing with the moon and stars. Romance is tempestuous, breeding passion.
And when the dress has sagged to the floor, the passion is peaking. There is not a single piece of skin that escapes the fondness of the man.
The touch of a face that has not shaved it makes the desire even more explosive. She became a thirsty woman, hoping that Bimasena would soon give her the most beautiful sin.
And Bimasena may soon sow sin in him. Because the man whispered in his ear,
"While standing here? Baring on the couch? Or in the room?"
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Dear readers.
Once again this novel was written to be entertainment material. Don't copy it !
If readers see the positive value contained, please be used as a lesson.
Don't approach cheating !
Moreover, do not approach zina !
Thank you for all the support.
Greetings from Author Ina AS
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