Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

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It was very dusk when I slipped into the hospital room where Reza was treated, as much as possible without a sound, and I called his name.

"I'm in the toilet" he said.

I also approached. "Salsya is gone?" ask me from behind the door.

Silence for a moment, then she said, "Yes." I could not see her face, but her tone of voice implied that she was whizzing. It's kind of outrageous that I assume he's in there with Salsya.

From near the bathroom, I went up and sat on the sofa with a sour face, on purpose -- I want Reza to apologize to me for the heartache I felt a few hours ago because of his still-stomping attitude when he was in front of Salsya. But Reza docked, hugged and kissed me. I swiftly dodged before his lips landed on my cheek.

I was sitting in a folding chair, Reza was sitting there, on the floor, crouching on my knees in front of me. He grimaced a little when he was about to sit down, and it made me not have the heart. I stood up and grabbed his arm. "Come, get back to bed."

He refused, "No, no" he said. "I want it near you."

"alright. We're sitting on the couch."

Reza's condition has gotten a lot better, but I'm used to treating him like a patient who needs extra treatment. I chewed it until he was actually sitting, knowing that he pulled me right away until I fell on it. He held me firmly until I could not stand up, maybe if I did it strongly and violently, but I did not want to hurt him and did not want to make the pain worse. Finally I resigned, I sat on his lap-on his thigh.

"Don't repeat," I snapped, a not-so-hard snap-just level one. "That's dangerous. If I fall on your wound, how about?"

A happy smile immediately rose on his handsome face. "It's okay. For the sake of being this close, I'm willing," he said. "I miss."

"Sori, not working."

"Darling-"

"That's not what I want to hear."

"Then? What's?"

"Per-min-ta-an ma-af."

"All right." Reza took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. "I'm sorry for all the times for always making you sad."

I shake my head. The apology sounds easy, as if it means nothing anymore because it is spoken too often. "When will this be? I can't stand it, you always make me hurt."

"Darling, don't cry...."

"Watch me... Until when?" whining me with teary eyes.

"Until Salsya gives birth. I promise after the child is born I will be firm with Salsya. Patience, huh? Please...?"

"I can't stand being close to Salsya, Mas. Do I have to keep avoiding it so I don't hurt it? Like earlier? Let you two be together while I'm gone? You want me to always go, don't you?"

He's down. "I...."

I shook my head in annoyance. "You can never tell Salsya to leave. You also can't always count on me to kick him out. That's supposed to be your job."

"Please, Honey. We've talked about it before, haven't we? Please be patient until she gives birth."

I didn't answer, although we discussed this before Reza was admitted to the hospital. But it was still hard to wait that long - while Salsya was getting more aggressive.

"I'm going to the toilet" I said.

Reza loosened the circle of her hands on my waist, and I quickly got down from her lap - - darting into the bathroom. My cry broke out in there, I cried for minutes. I think Reza heard my cries from out there, until she desperately opened the door and came in. He grabbed me by the shoulder and pulled me up. I leaned against the wall with my head down, for Reza was standing tight in front of me. I couldn't look back at him looking at me - - even though his face was full of guilt.

Reza shook his head, but said nothing. I raised my face and looked back at him, I could do that when I was ignited by the flames of anger.

"Do I have to threaten you too? Do I also have to threaten you with suicide so that you care about me and want to leave her?"

Reza shook her head again. "Don't. You don't have to be like that. Please, sacrifice a little for that innocent baby."

"That's your son? Hm? Aye, Mas? Answer me."

Reza shook his head but had not yet answered, Salsya's voice calling out her name had echoed through the room.

"You said he was gone. What'sthis?" I asked as slowly as possible, then quickly wiped my tears.

Again Reza shook his head and had not yet answered me. Without permission or ask first - Salsya presumptuously pushed the toilet door that was not tightly closed. He was astonished to find me and Reza standing face to face, especially my position which was squeezed between Reza and the wall, plus the position of his hand that held me - or say it like that - one hand wrapped around my waist and the other tied around my neck.

"Why are you here again?"

Reza asked Salsya without taking her hand off me, without shifting a bit. He just looked at the crazy woman. Her tone clearly showed dislike for Salsya's presence, but for free, the woman was completely insane -- she wouldn't care how we thought of her.

"I want to stay here. I'm gonna take care of you."

"I told you it wasn't necessary. There's Nara, right? Let Nara accompany me here."

"I don't think Nara will be here. But it's okay, really. I can sleep on the floor."

Goddamn bum! He thinks I don't know his petty wits. She must have known Reza wouldn't have the heart to let her sleep on the floor. At the end of the day, Reza will do something for him. It could be that Reza had someone bring a mattress, a sofa or something for the woman. But in essence I don't like reza to stifle him.

Get rid of dong, Mas....

My heart screamed, but Reza wasn't twitching at all.

"If you let him here, I'll go" I threatened.

But no, there was no response at all.

Piqued. I tried to get out of her arms, but to no avail, Reza was getting my body against the wall. Under those circumstances he wouldn't care if I could be rude and hurt him. In the end I went awry, if I was reckless to hurt him it must have affected the wound of his operation. But if I keep quiet, I'm impressed as a woman he can beat up, and I don't like that, even though I know he'll never think of me that way.

"Don't go" he said.

Waw!

That's orders? A request? Or pleas? I don't know. Reza said in front of my face, her nose even touched my cheeks.

Although not with all my might, I tried to keep her away from me, but my attempts to push her body instead made her react more aggressively. He kissed my lips hard, kissed me harshly in front of Salsya. I don't like. I stepped on his foot and I got out. To be honest, I couldn't step on her foot with my hard wedges, especially if she was barefoot, but there was no better way to get away from her. I'm forced.

When I got out of the toilet, Reza tried to chase me, he came out but immediately reflexively sat on the floor due to the pain effects of his scar. He sat down with his knees propping up his body and one palm holding onto the floor. He grimaced in pain while holding his waist.

I who stopped and turned around was just about to approach him, was about to grab him, but...

Painful. Salsya who was nearby swiftly grabbed him and supported him up. Seeing Reza's hand clinging - holding firmly to Salsya's - suddenly melted my mother's taste. I hate Reza who always let Salsya until Salsya always had a gap to get close to her.

Oh my God, since I knew Salsya was pregnant - Reza was always gentle with her - even if it was in front of me.

Really, I hate this.