Handsome CEO Shadow Wife

Do You Understand Your Heart?

The wind was the only sound between them. The salty aroma of the sea filled the sense of smell, the sounds of children playing chases began to sound again. To awaken both from the condition. Dirga immediately pulled his hand from Dhatu's face, then smiled clumsyly as he received no answer from the woman for her question.

"People say, don't make decisions when you're angry. To me, the words were true," said Dhatu turning towards Dirga, the gaze of the two meeting, "do not decide anything when your heart is angry and disappointed. Don't reveal love when you don't understand your own heart. In the end, you will regret, if you say something with a chaotic heart," continued Dhatu smiling.

Dirga took a deep breath and swallowed him slowly. He knew, all this must be difficult for Dhatu. Too stupid to accept his unreasonable words. Impressed as an escape, because he just lost love. Surprisingly, he did not feel lost in love because of the separation.

His heart did not feel the slightest pain, although it was angry had mastered it, but it was all because it felt played alone. The rest, he's fine. The relationship between him and Kana was almost a year long, but it seemed to have no meaning whatsoever. Maybe because he who has no heart or indeed from the beginning he never fell in love, but amazed by the beauty of the face and curves of the woman's body. In the end, he was the same as the man out there. He was passionate and never understood the meaning of true love, until he met Dhatu. A woman he doesn't see from the surface. He is different because he is able to make Dirga's heart messed up instead of playing.

"Sounds like a sheer rumble huh, Tu?" he smiled softly, not bothering to hide his disappointment. Dirga clasped Dhatu's hand which was on the white sand, looking gently at the woman. If the woman feels what is in her heart, then the woman understands if the taste is real. Not a mere escape.

"I'll prove to you, if these feelings are real. I'm not going to back off. I thought I was in love with you."

Dhatu's heart raced wildly. He, perhaps, feels the same. Only, he himself still could not interpret the feelings between them. Just a responsibility, or indeed he has been lulled in a sense that envelops the heart? He also wants to find out, is this feeling just because of pity, or indeed he has fallen in love with the man?

Dhatu smiled, then leaned his head on Dirga's shoulders and set his gaze forward. Dirga followed Dhatu's point of view, wanting to be immersed in the beauty of God's creation before them. The sun is starting to set. The orange light dominates the horizon before the sun is swallowed by the earth, giving a peaceful atmosphere to the hearts of everyone who witnesses it.

"Don't be like dusk, Mas" said Dhatu still staring straight ahead, "whose beauty is only temporary. There is nothing more twilight to give than a short romanticism that will disappear without a trace. Its beauty will be replaced by the darkness of the night. Don't be like dusk that comes just to go again."

Dirga tightened his hand. "I'm not the twilight that hypnotizes you for a moment, traps you in its beauty, then leaves just like that, Tu. I'll stay by your side."

Dhatu smiled to listen to the words of the man and hoped that Dirga would not be the twilight that would leave and leave a beautiful impression without being able to last forever. He was unable to prevent the happiness that spread slowly and filled his heart. Can he be happy?

The heart is like a confusing labyrinth, often misleading us, messing with ourselves, even our sanity. If we ourselves are unable to understand the way out of the labyrinth, then how can we accept another heart? Let ...all they need is a little time to figure out those complicated feelings. Let them now touch each other, so that no regrets will be stifled.

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When dusk was completely gone and the dark night replaced the twilight sky, when Abra came with two waitresses who brought a small table and also a nice meal. A small table was placed between the two, then a waiter carrying food served it at the table between them.

"This is a special request for Mother Lestari for Father and Mother" said Abra, "i stay first and enjoy good luck" continued Abra while inviting the two waitresses to come with her.

"There's still a lot" Dhatu said before Abra passed away. The young man smiled and said 'thank you back'.

"It seems that Mama's efforts managed to get me close and fell in love with you" said Dirga while rubbing the top of his head. Either because of the moonlight or the atmosphere is too romantic, so that Dhatu can not turn away from his charm.

Dhatu chuckled. Shaking his head listening to the man. In fact, at first they both felt unhappy and also anxious to think about what would happen, but now Dhatu feels so lucky. Hugely.

"But unfortunately, only I fell in love alone," said Dirga lirih while staring at Dhatu. Dhatu's laughter is gone.

He did not dare to admit the feeling of raging in the heart. He is a coward in love. People say don't fall in love, because falling is always painful. Love is always prepared in one package, happy and sick. He was not ready to accept the rushed feeling. There's still plenty of time between them.

"No pa-pa, Tu." Dirga smiled and gently rubbed Dhatu's face, "I will make you fall in love, so you can not forget the love. Your whole life."

The man's smile was contagious to Dhatu. "Thank you for waiting patiently, Mom."

Dirga hissed irritably, he shifted his seat to the front of Dhatu and cupped the woman's face with both hands. Dhatu's eyes were like a sea so deep to dive into, but he was able to see their future there. Have you ever felt the same? Just by looking into someone's eyes, the shadow of your future was clearly visible there? That's what Dirga feels right now. With the woman, everything became clearer.

"I'm not a man who is always patient, Tu. Patience is not in the dictionary of my life," he narrowed the distance between their faces and stared into the pair of female neutrals, "so .. quickly fall in love with me!"

Without warning the man had already pressed their lips together. Their eyes were closed, but their lips were clenched together and moved with the same rhythm. The heartbeats are exactly the same, too tight, until the hearts of both are beating warm. The moon and the stars are monks' witnesses to the romance between the two.

Dhatu knew it was not easy to endure the turbulent taste between them. Perhaps, he was too afraid to take risks, or the charm of the man was difficult to avoid. All he knew was that he was lulled into a feeling that messed up the heart.