Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

Surprise

"Oh my goodness, honey. It's a surprise" Reza said, pinching my cheek.

"Oh.. hurts!" I lie with annoyance. "Say where are we going?"

"It's a surprise. Do you understand the meaning of that word? Surprise. If I tell you, his name's not a surprise anymore" he said.

Ew...!

"Whatever!"

"Why do you keep pouting?"

"I'm pissed. I know you went straight to Solo after driving Mom home to Bogor, right? You didn't take me."

Reza smiled. "Oh..," she exclaimed. "So that's the problem? Sori. I'm not good for Mommy if I invite you to leave in the circumstances like yesterday. But I send you a voice note, three times a day, morning, afternoon, night. I tried to call you too, but you didn't respond. Aye, right?" Then he grabbed my hand. "Already, yes," he said. "Don't sulk anymore. Now I pay, I'll make time for you. Okay?"

I turned the eyeballs around lazily. "Where?"

Again, Reza just smiled, she kept telling me where she was going to take me. But after a few turns, I finally realized where he drove the car.

"We're heading to the airport? Where are you taking me?"

"Later you know too" he said. "Ten whole days I'm making time for you."

"Ten days? Stay on? I don't bring clothes, Mas."

He smiled again, then stroked my head. "Silent and don't take it. Sitting is sweet. Okay, Honey?"

Yeah, Reza decided that we needed a vacation. We left Jakarta and planned to enjoy ten long days, together, together. I had not fully recovered from the events of the previous few days, met my father suddenly, and Reza thought maybe I should take a little trip. I was thrilled to imagine a ten-day vacation that we would enjoy together. I just want to know where we're going.

That day Reza was very happy. The car windows were opened, her slightly shaggy hair was fluttering around her face, the music player was lit, the sun was shining brightly, her stomach was full of junk food, and there was me by her side. Less what else?

I thought about the beauty of our vacation. As usual, wherever Reza is, he will stay at the mes restaurant. His private room was much more comfortable than he had to spend the night in a hotel. And also about the beach, I believe we will be on the beach all afternoon, enjoying the twilight and breeze by the beach.

When we arrived at the airport parking lot, he gave me a ticket, from there I just knew our destination was to Bali. I jumped into Reza with great excitement, and Reza's reflexes were excellent, she could lift and hold my body with both hands. Her arms were strong and sturdy right around my waist and under my butt. I had to bow my head to look at her face. And instead, he raised his head as he looked at me. Thank you so much, I love the beach.

"By the way, did I just get a thank you?"

I understand what that means. "Emm. Close your eyes."

He closed his eyes, I looked at his face without shame, I touched his lips with my fingers. Slowly I approached, letting the warmth of my breath sweep across his face. I know he wants a kiss, so that's why...

"No, that's. Shame," I said. I laughed too.

With a little throbbing, Reza dropped me off. "Take a look later" he said.

Ouh.... What will he do to me? Eh?

We arrived in Bali just when the sun was not emitting the scorching rays. A nice welcome, it doesn't surprise me with the new weather. Although actually - the heat of Jakarta and Bali is almost the same.

"Darling..sorry, yes. I didn't take you to stay at the hotel" Reza said as soon as we arrived and entered the mes room.

I smile. "It doesn't matter if we stay here. I actually like it. Actually I know that you must have asked me to stay in Mes, and I also know that you also have a job that you will do here. Am I right?"

Reza nodded, then he put his suitcase next to the sofa, while I darted into the bathroom. When I came out, he was sitting on the couch, there was a couch cushion on his lap, and with the television on. I approached, then inched to sit closely beside him and rested my head on his left shoulder.

"Mas, I'm hungry, thirsty. Order some food, huh?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"As far as you."

Reza took the phone out of his pocket and ordered food directly to the employees of the restaurant. Then he put the phone on the table. "I try to get my job done in a day. That's also later at the beginning of the month, and the rest of my time is only for you," he said, again stroking the top of my head.

"Yes, Mas. I know, I get it, I get it, and I'm not gonna protest with all your busyness."

He listened to the gentle demeanor, then asked, "What about after we get married? You'll remain understanding like this? Still won't protest?"

"Sure," I answered. "As long as you always take me wherever you go." I gave him the widest grin after saying that sentence.

He giggled, then leaned the side of his head over my head. "You sure? In one month at least three times I'm out of town. You're not afraid of being tired?"

"No. You know I'm used to it."

Reza. "It's different" he said. "You stay one month in one city. As for me, I move around, even if I stay for a long time, it will not be more than ten days. After that, I had to go to another city. You willing?"

"Yes" I said sure. "As long as we are with you, and we wander together."

Reza laughed at my words. He said he remembered that he had said the same thing to me. In reality later, it was not him who came and accompanied where I was going, but it was quite the opposite, I who would come along and accompany him wherever he went.

After that he asked me, do I want him to stay there or move to another room?

She's staring. "OKAY. But what about my present?" As fast as lightning he threw me into a pillow in his lap. The question is more properly said as billing for promises.

He began to be aggressive. "Okay, okay," I said. "One time, just a kiss, can't be more, and don't flirt. Yea?"

Reza touched the tips of his thumb and index finger, forming a round circle, an okay sign.

Just a few seconds I closed my eyes and a little thumped, someone knocked on the door from outside. I opened my eyes and laughed, there was not the slightest desire to curse at someone standing at the door. I stood up and opened the door. And as per my guess, it was the resto employee in charge of delivering our food, two servings of satay lilit and watermelon juice, I was happy because we had the same taste in the type of food, except mayonnaise.

The gift, the name written on the names of the employees who delivered the food, he invited us to eat the dishes that had been served. Then, he said an excuse when he wanted to get out. I who was standing in front of the door gave a smile as he glanced at me. I closed the door as soon as the Gift was a few steps away from our room.

"Eh? Mas?"

I was shocked when I turned around - Reza was standing right in front of me and I hit him.

"Now?" she asked, she stepped closer, making me reflexively retreat until finally standing rigidly leaning against the wall.she held my body with her arms stretched out. The thumping feeling once again overwhelmed me, I felt my heart beating faster, the beat as if echoing filled the room.

I put my head to look at him, but at once I turned my eyes aside, I could not bear to see him looking at me with eyes that seemed to penetrate right into my heart. The way he looked at me made my nervousness churn. Reza tilted her head, and she kissed my lips.

Eh? I looked at Reza. "Why?" I asked as his lips moved to his cheeks. Clearly my face implied a disappointed expression. I haven't even had a chance to enjoy the kiss on my lips.

I don't know why I'm asking "why." I shouldn't have to ask that. I seemed to show her that I actually wanted her to kiss me. I want him to enjoy my lips, and I also really want to enjoy his lips.

A moment later he held me in his arms. "Sori," said. "I'm afraid I can't control myself if I enjoy your lips. I'm afraid of release. You're too precious to touch before your time. Excuse me. Sorry I was gonna kiss you."

"I'm ashamed" I said slowly. "I'm like a silly girl, I let you kiss me, even I-I want it."

He shook his head. "You're not like that. I don't have such thoughts either. I never thought that way. You know, I want it too, even more than you want it. But I don't want to get obscene and tarnish our relationship with that kind of thing. You are precious, therefore I will wait until you are officially -- completely - mine. You're patient, aren't you?"

Hearing the word, "You're patient" - - which was spoken by Reza, I immediately pinched it. "You are patient" I protested. "It's not just me."

Reza laughed. "OK, okay. Then we both have to be patient."

I also laughed. After that we sat down and started eating, a little drama that made the hot satay a little cold, but still delicious.

"Wait, I haven't called Mommy yet" I said.

Reza said okay. He continued eating, while I took my phone from the bag and made a phone call. I told my mother that we had arrived in Bali.

"Hows it? No more rambling on Reza?"

I'm thieving. "Nara doesn't sulk," I said.

My mother breathed a sigh of relief. "OKAY. It means everything's fine. That meant... Mommy can tell our extended family about your marriage, huh?"

"Hu 'um. Please, dear Mother..," that's how I call her when I'm happy.

"Where's reza? Mother wants to talk," he said. "Please, yes, give your HP to Reza."

"Mas Reza. "What do you want to talk about?"

Geez. I don't know why I'm panicking.

Eh?

"Here," said Reza asking for my phone.

I pressed the loudspeaker menu to hear what my mother was talking about.

"Yes, Bund. It's Reza. What's up, Bund?" ask the prospective daughter-in-law to her future mother-in-law, they are so familiar, even though they have only met three times.

Mom's clearing. "Mother just wants to say, Son Reza please take good care of Nara. Take care of other people's crimes, and take care of yourself. You understand, don't you, Mother means?"

"See, Bund. Mother just calm down. Reza promised to take good care of Nara. And... Reza can be trusted" he answered to convince my mother.

And it worked.

"Yes. Mother believes in you. You guys are fine there. Don't get into a fight. Mother tipped Inara, huh?"

Reza agreed with my mother and hung up the phone.

I understood what my mother had meant to Reza, and I understood the meaning of the word "watch" which my mother meant, it was about the desire within us that we had to endure,  so that we can look after each other until then.

"Mas, you.. don't take offense, right, to what Mother said?" I asked slowly and hesitated.

He nodded casually. "Not at all. Why offended? The mother asked me to take care of you. Reasonably, Sweetheart. You are her daughter. You are away from Mother, and you are with a man who is not yet your husband. So it is natural that Mother behaves like that. Keep calm's. Relax," he said, enjoying his meal.

I saw his usual attitude, not at all offended by my mother's words, and it made me feel relieved-and envious-if I could be like him in the face of every thing. Again if only.