I Love You, Ma'am Kunti

a walk to the park

The twilight sunrays their bodies covered in a thin blanket cloth.

There was no sound from Kunia's sweet lips, she just closed her eyes in Devano's arms.

Drowsiness in the extra tired that is very, after the move all day. In conjunction with her who must obey the will of the husband for a few minutes, playing on the bed.

Really made him want to sleep. Not caring about her husband's lips that unceasingly kissed the area of the face. So tired... That's what's on his mind.

Devan kissed her forehead softly, once again.

While rubbing his wife's back, then looked up to the side of the window.

Like challenging that light. His eyes did not narrow at all, continuing to stare sharply. Think about the next plan.

He just lost power, that's all. Which makes him unable to move forward. It could only rotate the brain harder, in order to enter the narrow gap in the sturdy fortress built by Secretary Erik and his wife.

The swipe of the hand changed on the face below. Devan lowered his head, looking at the calm face that seemed to be writhing slowly.

Why am I so worried about you, now?

Lowering her face.Slowly lifting her chin up more. He kissed her lips gently. Along with his eyes that were starting to close, enjoyed it.

I'm really worried, bad things will happen to him too. If Omah seems to no longer exist. And then you're dragged into this deadly circle? Could it be that I can still survive, if your life is taken as well?

He was scared, very scared. Even more scared. His eyes were getting wet, no matter what he smelled had squeezed his arm. Because he felt his sleep disturbed.

Let go, everyone. And live in simplicity with him?

The deeper the kiss was given Devan, making Kunia open her eyes. He pushed slowly on the chest, to release it immediately.

After that look at each other, in the warmth of this twilight.

Kunia caught the worry in Devano's eyes, the wounds, also the sadness. Make her touch the husband's cheek gently.

"Darling?" Call Kunia. Making a pair of sharp eye seeds twitch, then drip. Kunia. "You why? Is your day not good?"

There was no answer but to return the gaze of the wife who was also worried about him.

Devan grabbed that hand, then kissed it. Then move to the forehead long enough.

Kuni heard a small groan on her trembling lips.

Dev, crying?

"Darling?" Call Kunia soft, make Devan let go of her kiss. Hugged the wife's body tightly.

I don't want this voice I can't hear anymore. He was buried with his body, like the others. (Devan)

Slowly Kunia raised her hand, rubbing the back of the sleeping man in a closed position, curling his body. The face that was immersed in the recess of his neck, completely tam moved. In addition to the body shocks that were crying without sound.

I don't know how bad your problem is, but I get it. It must have hurt a lot...

"Crying... It's okay my husband. You don't look weak because of this. I still love you. You're still my best husband."

Kunia patted, soft back that is not wrapped in clothes. Letting for a while the man hide his face. Getting as excited.

***

The sky outside began to fade...

Makes the place look beautiful.

The clear sky, brings joy to the visitors of the city park. There are many communities gathered there.

Live music, from several street buskers who divide their places in several corners.

And culinary area not far away. Deliberately prepared by the local city manager, so as not to be as chaotic.

Kunia, and Devan also enjoy the beautiful atmosphere under the sky that began to darken into the night.

Their hands were clinging to each other. stepping together, spending a wonderful amount of dim time.

Another case with Kunia who chatted here and there, acting like a tour guide who was explaining every corner to Devan who was a lot of silence, he just smiled thinly when Kunia asked him to joke.

His mood is still not good. The world is deep, trying to understand.

"We sit on an empty bench, there yuk." Bring Kunia. Devan raised his head the tall man observed, The children of the middle roller skate community playing with his carefree spirit.

"I'd rather play, that's. Let's play."

"That?" The world pointed, a group of children who were playing roller skates in the arena.

"Iya– come." Devan took him on the road again.

"Wait around... We don't have roller skates."

"We can rent it, right?"

"Yes... Yeah, but... I'd rather we just go for a walk, snack, and sit if we're tired." The world of horses.

The thin grin began to come out of Devano's lips.

"You scared?"

"Me?"

"Yes, you're afraid to play, right?"

"Emmm... Actually because? I fell down a couple of times, and last got into the gutter. That's what makes me not want to play roller skates anymore" murmured softly. He still remembered the screams of Bu Sukaesih who scolded him when the body of Kunia was black all after splashing into the sewer.

Devan clenched his hands, covering his mouth that was imagining the jet-black body of Kunia first.

"Don't laugh at me..."

"No, really." Turned face.

"That's what?" Riled.

"Yes-yes. That was then, now there is me. I'll hold your hand."

"Let's... I don't want to. Let's play another one, couple's bike maybe." Offering another.

"That'll be later, my wife. This one first." Devan smiles sweeter than usual. Making the world in the dirt, not to mention by the name of my wife, earlier. "California"

Pulling the body, the wife who was still dumbfounded was then. Take him to the roller skating rink.