Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

Dangerous Zone

I can't sleep. Hours of thinking about how best to say all about me to Reza, which would most likely make her think a thousand times about my wife. But I realized fully, marriage is not something that should begin with dishonesty towards each other. But I knew full well that my tongue would be dull, stiff, and never be able to say it all, for I was afraid of losing Reza from my life. So I decided to tell you everything by letter.

Dear Mas Reza's

We've spent a lot of time together, creating some really special memories. Being with you is one of the most amazing things that has happened in my life. You are a kind, caring, caring and sweet person to me. The relationship we have is one I never had with anyone else, and I feel so grateful for how much you can make me feel valuable.

You are one of the most caring and caring people I have ever met in my life. I am truly grateful to have you as my partner, and believe me, I am so grateful to God for that. You have always helped and supported me to be a better version of myself, even though I have not been able to fully behave as you expect.

Mas, I am a person who is formed from the injustice of the world against me. I tend to hurt someone I consider a parasite in my life. As you saw when I first met Salsya, I deliberately squeezed her hand, and it was one of those actions that I could not control from within me. Or when I met my father at that time, how rude and outrageous was the attitude and the words I said that day.

Even more than that, I do not want to come with you to Bandung, not because I am tired of the place I once visited, or because I want to go home, miss the atmosphere of the house or miss Mother, or because I want to go home, since I've gotten used to being away from her, I'm not saying this because I don't love her.

There was one reason why I didn't want to go to Bandung, because I didn't want to meet my father's family, the children of Yanti. I saw one of them, his son, in a restaurant. Honestly, I hate him because he's one of the people who took my father away from me. He ordered coffee, then I pretended to accidentally run over the waiter and the coffee spilled over him. But luckily he was lucky enough that the coffee did not blister his skin.

And about me not wanting to go to the holy places, I have a story about my vengeance on one of his sons Yanti, his daughter. When I first went to Bali, I met him, it was outside the temple. I pretended to stumble and pretended to accidentally push him, until his head stuck to the wall and got hurt. But I was unlucky because one of the guards there knew I was on purpose. I knew that person would recognize me if we met again.

That I just met her children, if I meet Yanti or Rhea, maybe I will do more than that. The thing is, I don't know for sure what their faces look like, even though I've found out what they look like via social media.

Honestly I admit, I did hold a grudge against all of them, but I didn't really intend to take revenge by coming to them. But, when I accidentally met, I could do something out of my control, maybe I could kill them by reason of accident. Who knows? There was a kind of impulse that made me want to do that.

Also about my rude attitude that twice slapped you and once pushed you, I apologize for my rude attitude. But I want you to know that I wouldn't behave wickedly and rudely if I was in a healthy and righteous mindset.  I'm not a naturally evil person, and you know that. But I also realized that I could be harsh and rude when I was dealing with bitter things related to my past.

And about that day, I knew Aris had explained to you that you scared me until I fell unconscious, but Aris did not explain it in detail because she had promised me. I wanted to be honest, that day I was scared because I thought you were a psychopath, who was angry for a moment, then it was as if nothing happened when I met you in the backyard.

I know my fears and anxieties always manage to overwhelm me, making me paranoid. When I was faced with a difficult situation, I became confused and panicked easily. That's what makes me negative. But so far Aris has never told me that I'm crazy, is it because I'm fine or because she wants to hide that reality from me, because I'm not the patient. In my opinion, I am sane. I'm not mentally ill. I just have a grudge and tend to want to avenge it when I meet people who have and will hurt me.

So far, this is what I've been covering up for you. Which scares me what if you knew.

Mom, when I first met you, I knew you were a truly amazing person, and even more than that, you were a great man. I know you deserve someone better, as well as understanding. I have let you down with all my actions, which might make you wonder if I am the right person for you or not?

A healthy relationship is about honesty, and I feel bad about not being completely honest with you about everything that has happened in my life, because I don't want to risk losing you because of my honesty.

You are truly an amazing human being of patience and understanding. I promise that I will get better from now on. I will always be honest and forthright about everything, no more lies and no more secrets. I want to try to be a more open couple in the future. I will share and tell you about whatever is on my mind.

I realize, deep down, you are one hundred percent committed to our relationship. If there's one thing I can promise, then it's not to doubt you, no matter what, and I'll try to trust you more.

But, you have the right to break with me once you know all this, I will try to accept the decision that you made.

Send me a voice note, yes, if you have read this letter, and say what

Oh my...

I haven't finished writing my letter, all of a sudden it's dark in the room. I can't see anything and damn it I didn't bring my phone.

From the kitchen table, I tried to grope towards the room by calling Reza. It felt so scary to be in a villa that was so big but it was pitch-black without a single speck of light. Fortunately, Reza is a person who is easily awakened just by calling his name. "Honey, where are you?" he shouted, making me feel a little safe since he had woken up.

"In the kitchen, Mas. I couldn't see anything" I shouted back.

Not long after, he came up to me with a flashlight from his phone. "It looks like the power token ran out, I forgot to refill. You wait here, I'm ahead first."

Soon I refused, I did not want to be left alone in the dark. I poked forward, and a few minutes later the electricity went back on. Right, the token's up.

Fortunately, this is in the modern era, in an instant, the electricity token is filled only with online transactions.

"What were you doing in the kitchen?"

I'm stunned. "Oh, that, emm. I thirst. I was gonna drink that." I'm nervous, it seems like I'm lying again. "But I haven't had a drink yet. Me, I'm going to the kitchen first, yeah. Go to the room first."

Reza hasn't had a chance to say it, but I'm rushing to the kitchen, because I remember I left my letter on the table.

"What's that?" reza asked as I picked up and folded the papers, and he followed me and was behind me. Then it just makes me shocked and stare.

I shake my head strongly. "It's nothing, Mom. Just a note to my writing." I lied again.

"Can I see?"

"Don't" I replied spontaneously. "I mean no need, this is nothing. You don't like to read novels."

"You lied, huh?" he asked with a very thick suspicious expression implied on his face. "Yes, right? I know you're lying."

I just shook my head, without saying no. But still it's a lie. And Reza knows.

"If you're honest, you won't be afraid I'll see it. Here. I wanna see. If it's just writing for a novel, I'll return it."

Aduuuh.

"Mas, whatever this is, it's my privacy, I have a right not to let you see it."

"Darling, would you hand it over, or would I force it and take it from you?"

"OK, Mas, okay. Here's your letter. I'll give it to you tomorrow, upon our arrival in Jakarta. Okay?"

He shook his head. "If you can now, why tomorrow?"

"Right know, please? Give it to me."

"No!"

I turned around, I hid the letter paper in my shirt, I mean-I slipped it into my bra. I thought that way the letter would be safe.

"Do you want to take it out yourself or do I take it myself?"

I'm shaking. "You won't be that brave. You can't be rude to me."

"Of course, not with insolent intentions." He nodded as he stepped forward toward me.

I wanted to back off, but I was blocked by the table. And, in a second later Reza was standing right in front of me. I wanted to push him but not for a moment, he immediately blocked my hand and held both of my hands back. "I'll give you a chance, will you take it out yourself, or will I take it from there myself?"

"Just me" I said.

Yep. He's releasing me. That way, I had a chance to escape, I pushed Reza who was caught off guard, and I did not waste the opportunity, I immediately darted towards the room. I thought I could get there first and lock the door all night. But, nimbly Reza chased after me. He snorted me just as I managed to get inside. And, he managed to hold me back again, this time he was standing behind me.

"It's not that easy you can get away from me" he whispered. I tried to rebel as hard as I could, but Reza was stronger than me. "Don't fight or I'll get the wrong target."

Oh my goodness, I was focusing wrong. His voice sounded sensual in the ears.

Conscious, dong, Nara. "Take me off, Mom. Let me get the letter out, okay? Would help?"

"You lied too much tonight."

"Non-"

"I can't trust you anymore."

"Buck...."

"Shhh..," he hissed. His hand has slipped into my clothes.

Geez, I gulped down spit that there was actually no saliva at all in my mouth. The touch of his hand, the sensual touch of my stomach, the touch that caused the sensation of shocking vibrations. Like the vibration of an electric shock, but this one does not sting and does not hurt, it is fun and thrilling. How could I be angry with his touch? Eh?

"You like her?" Reza whispered in my ear. He was playing his finger around my belly button. Like forming circles, or...

I don't know. But it makes me flutter. Really, I like it and enjoy it.

I didn't answer. I was misbehaving. I tried to resist the embarrassed smile with my blushing cheeks. And I. aaah....

Oh my...

Her lips stuck to my neck. I'm hovering. "Mas.we're going home. Please, don't leave a trace on my neck."

But he doesn't want to listen. She sucked. Sucking me soft, scrumptious, and finally so strong.

Oh my God, I'm shaking.

I have no power to forbid it. I had to let him. Sori, I mean - - I gladly accepted her treatment. Is it okay to just have a neck? my mind asks myself.

It's okay, Nara. Just enjoy. Funny, right?

Ah, Satan! Don't go around persuading me.

Don't be naive! You're stubborn because of kausuka. Don't be stupid!

Yep. Thas right. I liked. I gurgled as his fingers stepped up - from the stomach, then up - with straight traces slowly passing through the cleavage.

Oh my....

"Mas...," I sighed* though while shaking his head. "Don't touch...."

Really naive. I refused, but I wanted to, and I kept enjoying it. Moreover. oh. he rubbed his fingers on my chest. Feels hot....

I was burned by a tempestuous desire.

Enjoy.really.

And...

Arrgh!

Reza quickly slipped his hand and pulled out the letter from behind my clothes.

"Please continue with the scene in your fantasy" he said. He smiled, let go of my hand and left me in a state of responsibility. Well, RESPONSIBILITY. Totally responsibility.

Iiii.. piss off!

I just got lulled.