Love at the End of Time

Uwu Part

Additional Part (Uwu 1)

Maisara and Harlan continued to join hands as they exited the party room. Even when they enter the car, they remain the center of attention. Sanaya and the Sunnis, taking off their departure, with full glances of haru.

Sunnis know how the marriage of the two people, he did not expect if Harlan could easily show his love. However, he kept it a secret from the media, who Maisara really is.

Some speculation came to the surface of some gossip accounts that captured the togetherness of the two lovebirds, they guessed that the woman Harlan brought to his best friend's wedding was just a colleague or a potential partner who would not necessarily last long. They aired such news, because they did not manage to interview the two.

Harlan sat in the rear passenger seat, hugging his shoulders and clasping Maisara's hands. While the assistant drove the vehicle at medium speed. Today was Maisara's first meeting with the assistant since they last met, and he became her personal chauffeur. A few months ago, or rather next door Maisara moved in.

Harlan raised the barrier between the driver's and passenger's room.

“What you talked about earlier, I see you guys always whispering!” Harlan asked to vent her feelings of jealousy, as she saw Maisara talking to Sanaya.

“Who do you mean, Sanaya? Not nothing ... we just talk about the first night, he asked me how was our first night?” maisara flat said. He had no interest at all in what he was talking about with Sanaya, as it was tantamount to reopening his old wounds.

CK!

Harlan skipped in disbelief, thinking Maisara was just trying to provoke his emotions, because the talk of Maisara and Sanaya, like trying to bring back his stupidity.

“Where is the embarrassing talk so?” said.

“Eat him, right? I said no, yes no!”

Yes, understand because I did not experience marriage like people in general. There is no first night after the wedding.

Harlan also has the same disappointment, when he starts to fall in love with Maisara. He regretted why he did not start from the beginning of their togetherness.

Akhs! But why regret it, what matters is how happy my wife is from now on!

“Do you want a wedding like that and wear a wedding dress too?” tanyanya.

“Can we do it? Wear a wedding dress, or have a dress like the king's daughter is the dream of all women!”

“Hmm ...” Harlan only muttered, nodding his head.

“But I don't think it's necessary! It feels embarrassing to wear bridal clothes when we already have children!”

“What's wrong? Comeing! We wear wedding dresses later on our wedding day!”

Maisara laughed, making Harlan ask, “Why are you laughing?”

Maisara then replied, “No, nothing, I'm just embarrassed, after all, the wedding date is past!”

Harlan was silent and threw a glance to the side of the window, there was a feeling of guilt present in his heart. He could not remember exactly when Wendi married them. Especially when he was in a coma.

“Sorry ...,” murmured Harlan shrill, almost inaudible.

Maisara saw the change in her husband's face. He knew Harlan had tried his best to correct his mistakes in the past. Then, he reached out his hand to hold the jaw so that the man's face faced him.

“For me it doesn't matter if the wedding day is over or not. You remember, right? Sanaya and I celebrate birthdays every day, no matter whose birthday, you think it's a lack of work, but every day is the beginning of everything, including our wedding date!” maisara. Although simple, but can comfort her husband's heart.

That's what it was for Maisara and Sanaya when they were in college, every day was the beginning of everything. That means they have to try their best to make it happen, because when the sun goes down, then everything will end. Not necessarily going to meet the same time the next day.

Then, Maisara said honestly, how she felt when she got married. When he had to side by side with a person who was lying stiff on the bed, and the person who should have slipped the wedding ring could not do anything. In fact, after their first night, they did not do anything like brides in general. There was nothing she could do, other than embrace the silent, but warm, body of her husband.

Harlan closed her eyes, feeling how Maisara felt from each story she told, at the time of her marriage. It was not only Maisara who was sorry, but herself as well. However, he could not blame anyone including his mother. Even if it wasn't for Wendy marrying them off, she might never have found her true love.

Two of the baby's grandmothers slept just as well as their grandchildren, on the floor mattress they deliberately spread out, in the middle of the room that contained a television.

Harlan took off her shoes and suit, then lay down while waiting for Maisara who was still in the bathroom.

“Come!” harlan said as soon as Maisara had gone out and was still wearing a party dress, which was attached beautifully to her body. It was a dress order from a renowned designer. Harlan deliberately ordered their clothes in matching colors.

“Are you tired?” maisara asked, while approaching Harlan who was lying on the bed. She knew that her husband's body had twice been violently crushed in tragedy. He is not a cat that has nine lives, so if you experience something like that again, no one will know whether he can survive or not.

“Now, tell me ...” said Harlan as she wrapped her hands around Maisara's waist with one hand, then pulled her slowly to get closer.

“What's the story again?” maisara said as she rubbed her husband's cheek gently.

Harlan kissed her forehead, then replied, “How do you feel, when I mijit?”

“Akh! I don't want to!” while pulling his hand from Harlan's cheek and moving to the chest while pushing it. She wanted to break away from her husband's embrace or at least, their bodies weren't very close.

“Why?” Harlan said while tightening her embrace.

“Nothing, I just hope you wake up, that's all!”

“You didn't expect me to die and get my legacy?”

Maisara laughs.

“I'm not Roni and Nela! I know ... won't get an inheritance unless I'm pregnant with our child, I was just wondering, how can I get pregnant if you don't wake up!”

Maisara sat down, then she massaged Harlan's back, which was lying on its side. It was a massage that he had done according to the instructions of the therapist and the nurse who taught him. He told me honestly that he was expecting his recovery.

“I just thought, how does it feel to be hugged by a man like you, so I hugged you first .. You should know, you are warm, but not moving, you are not, the cold ones are just the soles of the feet!”

Maisara said as he shifted towards the feet and massaged the soles quite hard, because that part did require a massage with strong pressure.

“What hurts?” maisara asked as she felt Harlan's feet react.

“Not too sick!” answer Harlan.

“But you used to feel nothing, whereas the nurse and I used a special massaging tool of round iron, it can press strongly but not hurt!”

“Oh!” murmured Harlan, then he sat down and looked at Maisara's reddened hands after massaging her legs. He took his wife's hand and kissed her.

“It's enough, later your hands hurt!” said.

“Not at all!” sahut Maisara, while smiling shyly treated warmly like that.

“Then, have you ever kissed me?” ask Harlan.

As Maisara's cheeks flushed and warmed, he did not know whether to admit it or not. However, he knew that Harlan had seen him through the camera at that time. Obviously he had kissed her several times, even in a state of being naked. Not only that, he also never patted his cheeks, rubbed his face with night cream, and scratched his lips with lipstick.

At that time all he thought about was the assumption that the man did not know. Another thought is, trying to attract Harlan's maleness, which may soon arise if treated so.

“You will already know through the surveillance camera!” Maisara.

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