I'm Not Taking It Again

Feelings

After Niar's cry subsided a little, Dirga loosened her embrace. Grasping Niar's hand and taking him out of the mall. This five-year-old warm grip is sorely missed.

Just as Dirga started the car engine, Niar's heavy voice sounded. "Your wife?"

Dirga looked at Niar, just a smile Dirga gave. And Dirga also drove forward his car, with one hand that continued to hold Niar.

Enter them in one of the luxury apartments in the city of Malang. Niar just froze, and Dirga gently pulled Niar's hand to go with him.

"Do you believe me?" Niar looked at Dirga with question marks.

"I won't do anything weird" said Dirga.

With a slightly frightened heart, Niar followed Dirga's steps with Dirga's hand that did not release Niar's hand. Dirga was afraid that Niar would go away from him again.

After the apartment door opened, Niar was still staring at the door. Reluctant to enter because this is the first time Niar was taken to a private apartment by a man.

"Darling, come here" said Dirga, who was sitting on the sofa.

Hearing Dirga's voice was like magic to him. Now, Niar approached Dirga and sat down beside him. They stared at each other, their beads implying a deep longing.

Dirga grabbed Niar's hand and kissed him. "I can't live without you" she said with a sad face.

Niar's tears also dripped hearing Dirga's honest words. Undeniably, he also missed Dirga very much.

"Don't ever leave me, I love you so much" Dirga said.

Niar hugged Dirga's body, his cry broke again. So did Dirga, his longing is now treated already.

"You already have a wife, Dirga," said Niar.

Dirga only shook his head and then clasped Niar's hand tightly. "On our first night, I dropped the talaq on him immediately" Dirga added.

Niar widened his eyes in disbelief, he stared more intensely at Dirga's eyes. I want more explanation.

"After that night you let me go, I actually wanted to chase you. However, both my parents forced me, and threatened me if I did not comply with their request" he said.

"I confused Niar," he softly looked at Niar's face.

"My parents threatened to hurt you if I didn't obey them. I'm afraid .. I'm afraid that you're hurt" said Dirga with tears that had been shed.

"When the marriage took place my heart was broken, my heart ached because my parents had steadfastly traded me for the throne."

"On that day, I got word that if you had left Jakarta, it made me even more frustrated. I was angry .. I cried ...."

"When the newlyweds are enjoying the first night, I say the word divorce to my wife. And I'm getting away from my family."

"Only one reason I want to find you, I just want to marry you" Dirga explained.

Niar was powerless to hold back his cries, it was not only him who was suffering. He suffered more.

"I beg you, don't stay with me anymore" Dirga pleaded with great sincerity.

"I'm getting married" Niar replied with tears streaming down his face.

"But you don't love him. You just love me," Dirga said.

Niar could only look down deeply, his heart was completely indecisive at this moment.

"I will be forthright with your Father and Mother about our feelings. We can't lie to our hearts anymore. It will make me and you suffer even more" Driga said.

Finally, Niar nodded slowly. His heart began to warm again. He felt a lot of sincerity from Dirga.

Dirga began to bring his face closer to Niar, until their breath clashed. Niar closed his eyes as Dirga's lips pressed against Niar's. Gently Dirga swept over Niar's tiny lips. They reciprocated with each other warmly, releasing the longing that had been mountainous. The ringing of mobile phones ended the unification of their lips.

"Mas Jicko," muttered Niar.

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