Frisson

Shahdu

Rara nodded her head in agreement with what Han said. Her brother looks so happy now. So despite not serving as the number one person in the company, he felt no need to grieve.

"I'm happy if Brother Han is happy. Don't forget to always make your sister Zia happy," Rara's advice with her face made serious.

Hanen chuckles. "You look a lot like Mom. Shrewish."

"He's not a fuss. He cares," Zia defended.

"Yes. My sister does care about me. You two are indeed one server," Han pretended to be angry. Their laughter exploded.

In the same place, but another table. Lunch with a woman.

"Finally we can have dinner together after you have repeatedly refused my invitation, Ga," said the woman.

"Don't big head. I accepted your dinner invitation because we were going to talk about business" Gara replied to the daughter of her papa business partner's family.

"Hmmm .. so it's true according to what I heard. You're so cold. Its alright. I'd rather be a cold man who's hard to conquer than a warm man who's easily crushed." The woman began to drink gracefully.

At that time Gara's eyeballs found someone who immediately distracted him. Zia! The woman was with her two brothers. Dada Gara rustling. He still misses her. I want to get closer and look at him up close.

"Your face turns very soft and warm. May I know what's going on?" ask the woman in front of him. Apparently this woman always paid attention to the movements of Gara. Head Gara turned his head and looked at the woman in front of him with a flat look.

He was surprised by the words of this woman. But he was sure it was true. The look on her face must have changed from looking at Zia.

"Don't say anything." For gulping down his drink.

I miss you, Zia.

The rain fell just a speck at first. Until finally when Hanen and Zia reached home, it rained heavily.

"It was raining very hard" Han said looking out the window in the kitchen.

"Thankfully we arrived. Has Rara arrived yet?" asked Zia who was stirring some warm tea beside her.

"I think Rara has arrived. So there's no need to worry about him."

"Then be thankful. It's." Zia offered Hanen warm tea.

"thank you. You made it for you too?"

"Yes. We can have tea together before bed." Zia took her cup of tea. Han smiled. Put each cup in your hand. Then they both drank tea together while enjoying the rain coming down from the window.

Han is her husband. Although this man had once hurt her, he was also trying to improve his relationship when this man had also slowly changed.

The rain that fell brought a bone-chilling cold wind. Even though there is already a warm room in the house, the cold is still felt.

"Thank you for accepting me, Zia," Han said.

"Enough. I've been thanking you so many times."

"But I don't think it's enough. I haven't apologized enough and thanked you."

"That's it. You just have to prove everything you promised me without saying sorry or thank you. That's more important."

"I'll remember that." Han sipped tea made by Zia. " This tea is more delicious when accompanied by you," Han said as he widened his eyeballs. Zia just snorted funny. He thinks Han must be flirting. "I didn't expect with a single tea I was so happy." Han stared at his tea in astonishment.

"Happiness is simple if we are able to always thank him," said Zia. Han sighed lightly. Then his hand placed the tea cup on the pantry table.

"Maybe my biggest mistake was not being grateful that you were by my side." Han looked at the woman in front of him deeply. Then his hand reached out to touch his cheek. Zia's lips smiled faintly.

Han's eyeballs looked at that smile and nailed his gaze over Zia's lips. Then he brought his head closer, and put his lips on the woman's lips. Zia's eyes widened. His hand that was still holding the teacup, was floating in the air. He was surprised when Hanen kissed his lips.

"I kissed you without permission" Han said after removing his lips from Zia's lips. Zia's eyes blinked. Then looked down at the neglected teacup in his hand. "You mad?" han asked feeling guilty because Zia was looking down. This was the second kiss after Han wanted to be close to his wife.

Zia's head shook. Han took off Zia's cup and placed it on the table. "Gear me, Zi." Han's hand touched Zia's chin and set their sights on meeting. Zia's eyeballs blinked once more. "I love you."

Hanen clenched Zia's lips again. This time it wasn't a rough kiss Han had ever done while in the car. The kiss this time was so soft and soulful. Zia washed. He who was initially silent, now tried to follow Hanen's tongue-in-cheek play.

Han's lips, which were originally just above the lips, were now creeping to the side. Shrugging Zia's hair. Unveiling the t-shirt and showing off the shoulders of this innocent woman. Keep your lips up there and begin to creep under your chin.

Han's hand instantly raised Zia's body over her arm. Carrying Zia's small body towards their room.

Both of their bodies were innocent. Zia allowed Hanen to fuse with her body. It was the first time in their home life. Zia agreed to give herself to Han.

"I'm not going to hurt you, Zi. Whatever the ordeal." Zia nodded faintly. After saying that Han who was already on top of Zia's body started to pepper on the surface of that plain skin. Zia's hands were coiled around Han's neck. Withholding the pleasure for the first time that he got from Hanen. But sigh for sigh was not able to be held. Finally a sigh escaped his lips

Suddenly there was a strange feeling as Han united himself with her. There was sadness, pain and longing in the recesses of his heart. Gigi Ziaapun biting on the lower lip. Without feeling the tears Zia melted. Zia hugged Hanen while crying. The feeling urged his tears out without being able to stand it.

But he was all his might not to listen to Han. Because now he realized who this cry was for. Zia remembered the man. Garas. Zia recalled again the moment Gara gave her the pleasure she wanted.

I miss you, Ga.

Hanen realized something was strange with Zia hugging him. "I hurt you, Zi?" asked Han with Zia's head still on her shoulders. The head shook. "You don't agree I'm doing this?" ask Han again. Zia's head also shook his head for the second time.

"What's up, Zi?" Hanen's confused. Their shag rhythm is messy. Han chose to sit down and tightened the embrace on Zia's body. This woman could not show her crying to Han. So he kept quiet while still drowning his head on Hanen's shoulder.