Feel Engineering

Plan

Chapter 30 Plan

A month passed, the health of Aya's mother continued to improve and was even able to walk without the help of a wheelchair. Unfortunately Azka and Dea's relationship still runs in place. They are too busy with work affairs, even if counted, in this month, if it is said, Azka only a week stay at home. He was too preoccupied with working visits to several neighboring cities and countries.

But Mother Aya has given Azka an ultimatum to immediately finish her business because their wedding reception will be held in a week.

Dea's heart grew increasingly troubled, he continued to be troubled. He still remembered his promise to Azka first that he would disappear in Azka's life when the mother had improved. But now that the wedding reception is in sight, thousands of invitations have been spread. Can't he run away on his wedding day? It was the same as killing Aya's mother in a cruel way. But what about Azka?

Dea was confused, wanted to talk to Azka was also difficult, they were difficult to meet time because Dea was no less busy in the office, a lot of Azka's work was delegated to him.

Dea's brain felt like it wanted to explode, this was too frightening for him. Unable to bear his anxiety, Dea finally spilled it onto Rara. He asked Deon for permission to borrow his wife for a few hours to take her to his apartment.

"Why don't you ever say that your marriage is only a temporary one? How about now?" Tanya Rara harbored her sense of regret after hearing all of Dea's confessions. He wanted to be angry but he realized that Dea now needed a place to complain about his problems, not a lecture.

"Come, Ra. I'm confused too."

"Keep, how do you feel about Azka sir? Is there a taste or even numbness?"

"I don't know either, Ra. I was too afraid to keep a little feeling for her. It's too risky for my heart health. But when with him, even though he was flat, minimal expression but I always felt comfortable and calm when I saw him. I always feel empty when he's not home. Especially when he smiles, it feels like time stops, his smile is always hypnotizing. I was happy but at the same time I was scared, because in the end I knew I had to go. Then where in the world can I have feelings for her, Ra?" I don't feel my tears dripping, it's hot on my cheeks.

Rara sighed, she was so sorry to see her best friend.

"Did Mr Azka ever touch you? I mean, have you guys done 'that' yet'? Ask Rara again while wiggling her two fingers which is meant by quotation marks.

Dea shakes. While Rara stared at Dea in disbelief.

"Is this Mr Azka abnormal or you unattractive? Sorry, I mean. You guys slept in the room, didn't you?"

Dea.

"Sleeping in bed?"

Back Dea nodded.

"Keep she never touched you?"

Dea hesitated.

"Fixed up! That means Mr. Azka is not normal. I'm a girl drooling at your sex body, De!"

"Hijab in front of her never, how can she see my body, Ra?"

"Whatever the name is male, De. You want to wear clothes as closed as anything, if his brain again shorted, still he will see you with a naked look. But cook anyway he never touched you at all? At least kiss you?"

Dea bengong heard Rara who continued to ambush. He recalled several times he found a kissmark on his body. At first Dea thought it was only bitten by an insect, but strangely enough, the mark would only exist if Azka was at home, if Azka was not at home, the mark would soon disappear without any new mark.

One night, Dea felt that someone was stirring her body, she seemed to dream that she was being fondly fondled by Azka. Dea was lulled, feeling the sensation of unmatched delights that he first felt. Dea gasped as she realized that this was not a dream, it was real.

Azka still continued her action without hesitation, licking the sweet taste of his wife's body that was like opium to him. Of the five Dea pajama buttons, now only one is left at the very bottom that is not opened.

Dea's brain is like a dead end, his body likes the intoxicating touches given by Azka. He should not have let this happen, but he was also curious to know the new taste that made his stomach like there were thousands of butterflies flying there, making his body feel hot cold, cold, pounding was not bad and he also wanted to know where Azka would touch him.

A warm and soothing hug more than his father's embrace all this time, did not feel the tears of Dea pouring down. If you can hope, he really does not want to lose this warmth, it feels like he wants to have it throughout his life.

Azka tightened her embrace. He knew Dea had woken up from earlier and let him take some of her sari. Azka felt guilty for stealing something very valuable from Dea.

"Sorry!" That was all Azka could say.

While Dea's heart felt increasingly sliced. Azka apologized, meaning touching it was a mistake according to Azka, Dea thought.

"De's..Dea Ali!!! Bengong aja's? What the hell is it?"

"Ha. i. don't really, don't daydream about anything." Dea gelagapan.

"The answer to my question earlier, Mr. Azka never mode-that is to kiss or touch-touch you?" Rara is still curious, cook marriage for more than a month, sleep in bed but never kissing though.

"Actually if you kiss, I've had a few times that I know-"

"meaning?" Cut Rara.

"Bang Azka likes to kiss me, he said it was punishment, many reasons anyway so he could punish me, so I often find kissmark in some parts of my body. I thought I was bitten by an insect, but a few nights ago I found it on top of my body and did a lot of things there."

"How feels?"

The plot! One pillow floated up to Rara's face.

"It's cold, isn't it? Ngaku.. let's say!" Rara laughed out loud. While Dea's face was already flushed red from being embarrassed to talk about things that he still considered taboo like this.

"Deans..Dea. You are so innocent. That means Mr. Azka is crazy about you, at least your body. But if I think yes, Mr. Azka really likes you, wants you, but maybe there is still something stuck, whether it is from him or from his camera. He could have taken away his rights even if you refused, but he didn't, when his desire peaked to see you, he could still hold it back, most just choose to steal your kiss, he said, that was his defense as a man. Like the word, cats are wild as salt fish, yes be healed. Where's hold???" Cerocos Rara gives an assessment.

"But I doubt it, Ra. Bang Azka never showed a romantic attitude when we were just the two of us, he was in front of the father of the same mother but it did because he did not want the father and mother to know about the truth." Dea let out a long sigh, looking at the light of the lamp above the ceiling of her room.

"You kind of don't know him, he has a high prestige. It's hard for him to show his feelings. That's why you initiative dikit dong, don't wear a mulu robe in front of him, use a cake lingerie once in a while. Guaranteed he'll throw away all his prestige and bend your knees."

"What am I really a girl?" Dea pouted at Rara's crazy idea.

"That's your husband, De. See you polosan will not lower your self-esteem, even berahala." A naughty grin expands on Rara's face.

"No.no.no.no..no abstain for me aggressive same man even it is my own husband."

"Yes, that's why you're still old and you're both virgins and virgins" Rara's laughter exploded again as Dea grew sullen.

"I ask you now, are you ready to be a virgin widow? Do you want to remarry after divorce from Mr. Azka, I'm just afraid after this you are traumatized by marriage. Don't you want to have children? Someday you will get divorced, leave the plan first, because we never know God's plan. Many love each other before marriage, never once it crossed their minds to separate, but fate said another, in the end they divorced. There are also those who get married at first do not love each other and may even hate each other, but in the end they live happily. Some whose names are separated, if not separated because of divorce, yes separated because of death, who left and abandoned first, but that's the pattern, sunnatullah!"

Rara pulled Dea's body to sit cross-legged like her on the bed, then held Dea tightly in one hand and looked at her affectionately.

"Let that future go until it comes alone, and don't be too concerned with tomorrow. Because if we do our best today, tomorrow will be better. At times release yourself from the shadows of your profession as a Planner. This is your life, not a ship that you can arrange in such a way as to go according to your plan as written in the Primavera software. We are living beings who are constantly experiencing growth, development and change every day, our condition is never the same, so there will be many things that are out of our control. Ask your heart what it wants. If you want Mr. Azka as the only man who touches your heart and body, then go after him. He's your husband, De. You deserve his soul even his full love!"

Dea hugged Rara full of hariu, these kind of soothing advice are what she needs most right now. Not patronizing, not judging, not warming up, but giving peace of mind, returning everything to the heart and the gripper of the heart itself.

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