Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

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We continued our travel agenda on the fourth day. In broad daylight, at one o'clock in the afternoon past fifteen minutes, we were all ready to leave. Today without a car, everyone is riding a motorcycle, because our route is not too far away.

As Ihsan said, in front of everyone, I acted as if everything was fine. I'm still being piggybacked on Reza. Along the way, we did not talk at all. I also purposely gathered with my cousins before we left, so that Reza would not come near me and not talk to me.

Our first agenda at that time was to visit Atuh Beach, a hidden and secluded beach. The location is surrounded by high rock cliffs that seem to surround the beach. These light yellowish brown rocks stand firm in various places. Not only around it, but also in the sea area and on the edge of the beach as well, as if to be a fortress that dispels the waves. I saw colorful coral reefs, dancing among the rocks because of the waves of the ocean - they seemed to insinuate me. They are hit by the waves all the time, but they are still beautiful. Unlike me, who is always weak and afraid of love.

In honor of everyone, especially Zizi, I still want to do a photo session there. This time not for me, not for my prewedding photos, but only for Zizi.

Aarin who deeply understood the state of my heart back then - whispered something to Zia. I don't know what about. But there, Aarin became our art director. He directed us to pose as Shraddha Kapoor and Aditya Roy Kapur. Pose as Shraddha clutched the neck of Aditya's shirt, and they were about to kiss. Aarin seemed to have prepared for the pose before we left for there. You are the best partner, Aarin.

After taking that one photo, everyone was busy with their respective affairs. I deliberately stayed away from Reza. That's why Ihsan faithfully accompanied me, as well as Aarin.

"Photo, yuk? It's been a long time since we've photographed both of us" Ihsan said.

He's correct. We haven't taken pictures together in a long time. So okay. I also agree. After the photo together, we took three photos, Ihsan in the middle, I on the right side, and Aarin on the left side.

"I want to upload," Ihsan said later. "Hashtagnya with two beautiful angels. Try if Mommy comes along, so hashtag her with three beautiful angels."

I smiled hearing that. All this time I lost a lot of our fraternity moments because I was often away from my family. And now that I'm happy, he's the only blood brother I admit, who can now be with me, still like my old Ihsan. A sister who plays a big brother to me. I guess he wasn't twenty-three, Ihsan's mature attitude made him look like he was thirty-two.

"I went there, yeah," I said. I don't want to disturb the moment of togetherness of Ihsan and Aarin. I decided to rent a bean bag, I put on sunglasses, then put on earphones. Play music at a loud volume and close your eyes. Until I really fell asleep.

Long enough after that, Reza's voice woke me up. He took the earphones out of my ear. "Come on, everybody's been going upstairs" he said.

I feel dazed. I had to gather energy to get up from the bean bag.

"Why?" tanyakanya. I'm shaking. "Here, let me help you," he said, he immediately pulled me to my feet.

I just woke up from sleep - still lost my balance while walking, so I fell down with my knees and palms resting on the sand. Reza who was walking behind me quickly approached, grabbed my arm, and held me up. Although still angry, it turns out I am still complacent with his treatment. By the way, if in the soap opera scene, surely the girl did not fall because the hunt was saved by her man. But nothing, even though it's not as dramatic as the television series, at least I know how much Reza cares for me.

The plan, we want to visit Diamond Beach, but we feel we can not if we have to go down, then go up again, because it is still bored from Atuh beach. Therefore, we only took photos from the top of the cliff. Diamond Beach is a beach that offers views of karst cliffs with tapered shapes resembling gems.

Aarin who had not seen my smile, remained understanding, so he told us to pose ala Shraddha Kapoor and Aditya Roy Kapur again, standing opposite each other, pose, then kiss -- but between our lips in the bulkhead with the palm of my hand. Yeah, I admit it's funny, and it makes me laugh a little.

Next we headed to Suwehan Beach. The iconic in this beach tourist attraction is a large taper-shaped rock standing upright in the middle of the beach, the boulder is known as Batu Jineng - the place where we took the last photo for today, with the poses of Aditya Roy Kapur and Shraddha Kapoor. Their photos are on the train tracks, but in our version replaced with the background of Suwehan Beach and its iconic Jineng stone.

After taking a picture, I put my earphones back on, even until we get home. As it turns out, pretending like everything is fine - it hurts more than running away and living alone. And the feeling, today is so long and time is running slowly, makes me really feel the pain in every second of time that goes.

After we returned to the inn, I deliberately went to leave Reza in the parking lot and went straight to the room. But I haven't closed the door yet, Reza has barged in, locked the door from the inside.

"Get out!" I said.

"No, before we talk."

"I don't want to talk to you. Get out or I'll scream?"

Not mempan. My anger just provoked Reza's emotions. "Please!" his challenge. "Please shout, until Ihsan and all your cousins come. I'll let everyone judge me. I won't fight a single bit. All I want to see -- will you feel pain if I get sick? Go ahead! Yell out. Shout loudly until everyone comes here."

I was silent, just standing stiffly in front of Reza. My threat means nothing to him. There's no way I'm gonna let it go until it's judged by everyone just because she walked into my room.

A moment later, he came up to me, making me step back even to the wall. Then, he held me back with both of his hands extended. I tried to push him, but in vain, he was a man who was quite sturdy, his strength was too strong for me to resist. I told him to stay away, but he still didn't want to. He remained standing there for at least a minute, his attitude seemed to burn me through his eyes.

"Surge!"

"No," he said briefly and calmly.

"Take me off! I want us to end."

"Would never be. There will be no ending between us. Because at any time, you are mine."

I glared wide. "It's not you who determines. You can't set me up. I don't want to be in a relationship with a guy like you, a guy who can't keep his word. The man who deliberately lets others be present among us. You're just like my dad. Exactly the same."

Reza sighed, then held onto my shoulder. "Listen, don't always think that every man will just walk away and will disappoint you one day. Don't ever think that I'm the same as them, let alone your father."

"You are the same!" I said. "You're as much of a jerk as that bastard. And Salsya, that damned widow woman, she was cheap, brothel,* exactly Yanti and Rhea. prostitution*-racer* who was tangling by my father's side. You guys are the same. Rubbish thing! It's filthy! Go ye! Off!"

Instead of letting me go, Reza hugged me. I felt his hands tightly coiled around my body. Spontaneously I stepped on her foot, I pushed her straight away as she let her guard down in pain, she lapsed, fell to the floor. But I felt sorry and guilty. I shouldn't be that rough.

"Sorry," I said. "I didn't mean to hurt you." I approached him and put my hand out to help him stand up. But she pulled me and made me fall face down on her body. Furious he turned my body, overpowered me, and held both of my arms, rendering me unable to move. He knew his tongue was already in my mouth - deep in my throat. I can barely breathe, but I love it. I want to bite his tongue, swallow and digest it so that the protein provides nourishment to my body.

Those moments of hypocrisy came. Whether because of what, because of my feelings or because of the demon who managed to persuade me, I accepted her kiss. I want Reza to be a part of me forever. I released my hands to his face and neck, and I returned his hot kiss with my burning passion. Reza turned her kiss around my ear, then down to my neck. I squirm, enjoying every touch - a touch that gives a delicious sensation that radiates throughout my body. I enjoyed his wild, burly body above me. He peppered my neck --long and delicious. My nerves seemed to vibrate so intensely and spewed happy hormones from within. I - off - control. I enjoyed every single one of his fondling that was tracing red with an unstoppable passion. Without me noticing, his lips had already moved - almost to his chest.

But at that time Reza realized. He smiled, then shifted his body. He kissed me sweetly, almost like a sister's kiss, as he brushed a pinch of hair that covered my eyes. Half of his body was still above me.

"Sorry, huh? I got carried away," he said.

"It's okay. I like it" I said shamelessly.

"Give me a chance to talk, you want to, right, hear me?"

I'm nodding.

Reza smiled too. "I swear, it wasn't me who accepted Salsya back to work at the resto. Earlier that morning he immediately went to Bogor, directly to see Mom. She told me how she was doing, and immediately asked Mom for a job. I don't feel good about rejecting it, which is why I agree."

I remained silent. I don't know how to respond to it. But one that I believe, Salsya deliberately did that to get close to Reza and her mother. He wants to get back into Reza's arms. I'm sure about that.

"I didn't tell you right away because I didn't want you to be disappointed by Mom's decision. You can understand, right? Don't be upset and angry at my mom for this. Can you?"

Half-heartedly I nodded my head. Then Reza tried to sit down, and then helped me to sit down.

"Sorry, Mas. I'm sorry I've been acting so outrageous" I said. "I'm sorry I pushed you. I regret being so emotional. I'm sorry for being rude and telling you. Do you hate me?"

He smiled and looked at me with meaningful eyes. "I can never hate you. It never will. Look, I just feel sorry for Salsya, nothing more, and not to go back to her. Don't ever think that I'm going to hurt you in any way. Okay well? Now trim yourself down, lest others see and think I've done that to you."

"Mass?"

"Emm?"

"After our affection just now, what's in your eyes..I... cheap?"

He shook. "Our feelings were my fault, if I didn't do that, you wouldn't have responded either. It was entirely my fault. Don't be ashamed and don't feel guilty."

I'm nodding. "If you don't realize it, maybe I'm willing to do it" I said.

"I understand" he said. "It's okay. Just to me and not get carried away with other people."

Nyesss.

"Basic barbarian...."

I laughed too. "I knew I was barbaric. Why do you still want to? Don't tell me I wasn't as bad as I was then. I'm obviously bad. And you know it."

"Emm.. then, the answer is because we are just as bad. Yeah, maybe I'm a little better." He chuckles. "Importantly your heart is good, forever faithful, and only loves me. I believe you will always be faithful by my side."

Trusting that Reza would be my loyalty. While me? I always doubted his loyalty. And it's because of my dad. "Sorry, Mas. I don't have that much faith in you."

"It's okay. I'll prove. As long as you promise, whenever there is a problem, you will always give me a chance to explain. Promise?"

I'm nodding. "I promise" I said. "Little promise."

We spent the next few minutes hugging each other, telling each other the truth how much it hurt to be without each other. Yeah, it feels like a relief.

And, after a long time, the day was late enough, I stood up and stretched, then walked towards the bathroom. Grabbing the towel, I turned to close the door behind me. "I'm going to take a shower" I said. "Wait another twenty minutes, yeah."

"Tell me if you need someone to rub your back," Reza said from behind the door.

I just laughed. "Please dream. My brain is sane. Back there."

"OK," he said.

Twenty minutes later, I was standing in front of the mirror - I was clean and dressed, there was a piece of letter paper stuck there. Soon happiness will follow me. It was Reza's handwriting.

Just a quick message for you, my dear Nara, so you know that I always think of you. I hope that today, tomorrow, and beyond, I can always make you happy and make your days beautiful.

Good night and good rest. Ilove you.

- Love R

Mmm. It's just a simple thing, but it makes me smile.