Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

Fear

But unfortunately the happiness was piqued when I faintly heard Ihsan's voice blaring down there. I hurried out of the room, then down the stairs as fast as I could.

He again, he again, he again. That man, who you know as my father. My aunt actually made a big mistake by giving this home address to her.

"You should be able to rebuke Nara. It's not good if she's always with Reza while they're not married" she said, reprimanding my mother.

Hmm. so you care so much. Where have you been for twenty-two years? Just realized that you have a daughter that must be protected?

"I believe in Reza as much as I believe in my daughter. I raised him, I educated him. I believe even if they're together, they know the limits." My mother, who was always the front guard, defended me.

But it's not my father's name that he's not a saint and a true pretender. He will continue to judge whoever is wrong in his eyes. "After all, whose name is man-"

"Mas Reza keeps my honor as a woman." I interrupted my father's words. "Yes, he hugged me, he kissed me, but that's it. We've never had sex, we've never had sex like a husband and wife. Mas Reza is quite civilized, he's not a guy who likes dipping there dipping here. He is not like someone named Satria but his behavior is more similar... You know, right? Similar demon. He's not like you, Mr. Honorable Lawyer."

It doesn't matter if it's disobedient or not, but I'm not going to speak politely with the man.

"Polite. He's your father," scolded a foreign woman I just realized existed.

"You who? He's not the father who raised me, why am I polite?"

"But he's your father. The biological father who bequeathed his blood to you."

Huh! I laugh. "Listen, he's just a foreign man who happens to have his blood flowing inside my body. Dirty blood, anyway! What's special? Heh?"

"Please get the hell out of here. Let me talk to Nara."

"Bund's? What does Mother mean? What do you want to talk about?"

"Darling," he said - with an eye gesture asking me to be quiet.

But I can't keep quiet. "Mother, Mother can take me to the doctor if Mother does not believe me. Mother can check I'm a virgin or not."

"Even so, that doesn't mean you're free to stay with him." Again my father started a fire.

Fix, he made me growl. "Oh, it was just a vacation, indeed we stayed in the same villa, still mending so, right, rather than rooming in a hotel? Mas Reza never took me to a hotel. We slept in separate rooms, too" I said half-truthfully, half-way through.

"You've heard the clarification from the person directly. Are you still not satisfied? Hmm?" Ihsan. "At the same time you should be self-aware, whatever it is about us, it's none of your business. Please leave your feet here."

"You see, don't you, how's your upbringing? They're rude to old people."

Oh my God, you fucking guy!

I just took a step forward to slap the mouth of the stranger, if only my mother had not broken up and asked Ihsan to pull me upstairs, I must've made him feel the pain of seven days and seven nights and reminisce about that history for the rest of his life.

Fucking man!

"Still thinking about the problem?" asked my mother a few moments after the furore.

Yeah, I was daydreaming on the balcony upstairs, I just finished a shower, still with a towel wrapped around my head. "Eh, there's Mommy."

"You're daydreaming." I nodded my head and my mother repeated her question.

I shook weakly. "No. No," I answered. "Emmm... Bund, about... kisses and hugs it.. I'm sorry Nara, huh?"

My mother glared creepily. His expression gave me horrified goosebumps, I was afraid he was angry with me, even more afraid he was angry with Reza.

"Which way are you doing? Be honest with Mother."

The deg!

Hmm. I'm down. Admitting this, I was afraid that my mother would not like Reza, especially if I said something more. No. gabe. I can't possibly say that Reza ever punched me in the neck.

My mom glares. "Follow Mother," he said.

"Where?"

"Follow it. You won't be afraid if you're innocent."

"Yes, Nara came along so that Mother would not doubt Nara. Going to all clinics in Jabodetabek also Nara jabani. Then Nara get ready first, yeah." I kissed my mother's cheeks to melt the atmosphere. "Smile dong, Mother, please...."

Not mempan. He still refused to smile.

"Yes already if you want to frown, ugly lo." I went into my room and left my mother there.

Twenty minutes later I was ready to leave, even my mother was sitting in a taxi. My mother remained silent throughout the trip. Think, think, think. Ah, yeah. I tried to dilute the atmosphere by inviting him to chat. I asked him who the woman who came with my father was this morning. My mom said it was Rhea. That means right, the other day I saw Yanti.

"That means now the man has two wives?"

My mother shrugged her shoulders. "Who knows, could, could be more."

"Why do they want honey?"

"Eitherway. Maybe that's how much they love your father. He's handsome, right?"

"Indeed. But why is it so handsome that his love is divided?"

My mother stroked my fingers, and she said, "Everyone has their choice, baby. Maybe your father can be fair and make them happy, so maybe they don't mind if they're not his only wife. It was clear from the beginning they knew your father had a wife and children, but they wanted to be an affair, wanted to be a serial wife. So nothing weird, right? That is the fact that women who like to seize the property of others. They're the kind of cheap women willing to share warmth."

"yeah. Maybe the guy is great in bed and an expert in all styles. Surely those women love to be shoved from behind like doggy."

Oops! The tiger beside me glared again. "Nara...," he rebuked.

"What the hell, Bund? Nara then again imagined the Yanti again poked from behind. It must have been this expression, uh... Kang... again Kang.. yes.. keep Kang... continue to. ah. ah.. uh. oh yeah.. ah, ah, Akang meni great pisan euy."

I was devastated afterwards. While my mother closed her mouth holding a laugh, and Mr. Driver in front of me was endlessly glancing at me through the rearview mirror.

Ew...!

"Look ahead, sir. It'll crash."

"Eh, yes, Ma'am. Sorry."

"Don't like to steal listen, lo. That's not good."

Haha! Sok yes, yes, me?

Well, you must have thought what kind of person my mother was until I as a child dared to joke like that to her, right? Yeah, I'm basically completely respectful to him as my parents. The rest of us are like friends. I'm not disinclined to him about anything in the context of joking. But it did not diminish the slightest bit of my respect for her as the woman who gave birth to me into this world. So, don't be surprised that my mom and I are just as crazy about joking.

"Let's go down" my mother said as she opened the door.

"Lo's? We're not going to the clinic, are we?"

"Who said we were going to the clinic? Mommy wants to take you to the market, you know!"

Hmm.. basic, yes, my mother is as agile as her children. Manyun.

Know that I don't have to dress up, Mother....