Best Defense

Best Feeling Ever.

...Sean Danial Warner POV's...

"He kissed me, Franda. If you look more clearly, you'll see how I tried to dodge but I'm still unlucky because the seatback held my head so he did.

Franda took a rough breath and her shoulders shook. "But it doesn't obscure the way the woman talks and looks at you. He's always trying to touch you, embrace you, in a seductive style that seems to be common among you." Franda's tears began to fall. "Fuck me, tell me who that woman is, Sean."

I turned my face and hardened my jaw. "No."

Silence rattled between us for a few moments. I smothered my mouth tightly while Franda was shaking. But because of my strong determination to defend Franda, I was weakened as well. Franda needs honesty from me, and I have to give it to her. Sooner or later this problem will attack us and we have to deal with it. "He is Yolanda Riyadi." I muttered with a choked breath.

Franda gasped at my sudden words. "And, huh? Who her? Is she your lover?"

I snubbed a wail. "No, that's not possible."

"So, who is he really?" press Franda on me. "Why does he look so interested in you and you get nervous when you see him?"

My eyebrows are wrinkled and my head is really hurting. I looked at Franda, again begging her to stop asking questions because I was afraid that I would hurt her if she revealed the truth even though she shouldn't have to feel that way because I just wanted to. "Frand. Can we not talk about others? I just want to talk about us. Please."

Franda walked over and was about to get out of the room, but I held her back. Before he got crushed and died. I mustered my courage and finally said what he wanted to hear from me. "I owe Om Riyadi a debt of gratitude, and he wanted me to marry his daughter because she was very ill. That's the reality."

Franda's eyes looked at me in disbelief. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her forehead. "But he's nobody, Franda. You're everything to me. You're everything."

Franda did not say a word. I've hurt her with a kiss of Yola on my lips, and now add to it the truth that Papa Yola asked me to marry her daughter. Her heart was definitely broken, I was also crazy when I found out her ex-husband still wanted Franda to this day.

I still clutched Franda's body tightly. My lips pressed against the top of his head, I smelled the scent of his hair, his body, as deep as possible into my chest. "I'm not leaving you, Franda. I want to solve this problem as soon as possible. But where do I start, Franda?"

I heard Franda take a breath in my chest. I felt her inhaling the scent of my body, which made me feel a little relieved yet still mixed in anxiety. "That's the problem, Sean." grumbled later. For God's sake, I'm glad to hear his voice that can muffle the anxiety in me. But this time he complained, it's okay, I'll take it. I'm still very grateful that he shared his concerns with me. Franda is indeed an amazing woman, she tries to be mature in dealing with everything with me. "God exposes you to a difficult reality. You can't just avoid it if your parents are sick."

Franda pushed my chest gently. Then he looked up at me with both of his hands clutching the restless of my arms. "Now I'm the one asking you, Sean. What am I supposed to do? I can't possibly compete with a girl who's struggling to get my husband to realize her parents' wishes."

I finally chose to silence Franda's mouth with my kiss. I knew he was happy when I whispered in his mouth. I do too, I also opiate whenever our breath meets. My thumb rubbed his cheek, then lowered my head to land my kiss on his lips. I kissed him for a long time, with my tongue, with my lips, even with my breath. Until she calms down, until her tears stop. But in fact, I don't want to stop.

"Franda.." my sigh rasped on his lips. "What are you afraid of? I'm your husband, I'm yours. You're the one who's gonna be with me now and forever."

"But he really wants you, Sean. You must have looked at her with love until you spent time together. For God's sake, I can see it, Sean. You were once attracted to him."

I opened my eyes and let Franda look at him. Whatever has happened between me and Yola in the past, I don't want it to affect my marriage to Franda. I've always felt alive with Franda, I've always been calm when I was around her. Franda is what I need, not anyone. I jerked Franda's face with my finger still on her cheekbones. "Franda, look at me. Look inside me like you always do when you look at me. Did you see love? Do you see desire? It's all because of you and only for you. I swear that I will only reach the top in your body and forever in your body."

My thumb swept her hot flowing tears, then she released the grip from my arm to embrace my body. I feel safe and comfortable when Franda hugs me, I hope she feels the same way. Franda made a hoarse and haughty voice in front of my heart that was pounding for her. "I'm jealous of him, Sean. She has a beautiful face and is very young, her body is perfect. I may have a great love for you, but he can give you something more promising than love. He can make you happier with what's attached to his body."

Franda's arms wrapped around my body tightly, and I hope she always does. I've been in contact with women in the past, but it doesn't feel like I was with Franda. My feelings for them haven't even reached half of my love for Franda. "I might be able to hug you right now, Sean. But I don't know how it's going to go. I'll fight for you from the women out there, but I'm not necessarily able to hold you back when the woman's parents force you. I could probably end up abandoned and widowed a second time."

That's enough. The horror must escape from Franda's heart now. He must feel free to love me, for I myself free my heart to love him. I reached out my hand back, grabbed Franda's wrist and pulled her in front of me. I clasped his hand with all my soul. Franda's eyes were blurry, but she kept looking deeply into my eyes. "Frand... For God's sake, I don't need another woman who has a perfect body because you have one too. I don't need a young woman because you've given me everything."

"What drives me crazy and passionate now is not that Yola has the perfect face and body. But because of you, Franda. You accept me with your attitude, with your face, with your body, and with your heart. You understand me, adjust to me, don't give up on me. Not only do you need my body to please you, but you also need my heart. You want everything I have. Good bad me. Doesn't that deserve to be called true love, Franda?"

I knelt slowly in front of Franda. His hands that I still hold close to my lips. "Yola is nothing to me. The fact that I promised her parents something in the past won't change anything that happens to us. You're the one who lives and fills my whole heart, Franda. Your passion that runs through my veins, your torturous love in my chest. Everything I want and need is on you, Franda." I closed my eyes, brought Franda's hand to my lips, and I kissed her hard, also restless, also happy, with all the feelings I had for Franda.

I just wanted to open my eyes, I wanted to look into Franda's brown and beautiful eyes. But she immediately knelt down and wrapped her arms around my neck. I kept her body resting on my thighs, while she looked down at me lovingly. Both of his hands were stroking tightly at my nape. "Sean.." he sighed softly.

She looked down even further until her fresh-scented strands of hair covered part of our faces. "You really have an amazing love, Sean. I am sure that even if I have nothing in this world, as long as I am with you, I will live. With you, with your love."

I blinked before opening my mouth to receive the caress of his tongue. "If so, you are the one who has my love, Franda. Forever."

In my mouth, Franda immediately groaned passionately. "Oh my God, how lucky I am, Sean."