Love For Beautiful Nurse

The Bima Heart

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At night, the residence of the Husni family.

"Sir, you didn't pa-pa with that chat in the dining room ?",

rayhan asked his wife, both in the room.

"No pa-pa. Why ?", answered and asked.

"Mas is worried you're angry ",

"Here used to joke around so. Ngledekin to each other ". Rayhan continued, trying to explain to Raya about the daily life in her family.

"I like it, Walo is not used to everything. But you guys seem cool, not stiff. Not keeping quiet ". Raya responded.

They were sitting quietly on the balcony. Enjoy the night breeze. With a warm cup of chocolate. Just one cup, make two. Let it be romantic he said.

Rayhan shifted his seat. Initially just close together, now he clings to the wife.

Slurped and wrapped his hands around her belly.

"Cold deck, hee hee ". Ray said with a sense of shame.

I don't know why tonight Rayhan felt awkward and embarrassed, just to hug his wife.

When in London it was mediocre. In fact, he often sticks to Raya, if you are alone.

"It's cold, into aja mas", take Raya, while moving from her seat.

He was no less nervous than Rayhan. Intentions invite her husband in, to eliminate her nervousness.

Raya held Rayhan's hand to take off the hug on her stomach.

But it was precisely his hand that Rayhan pulled, and tightened his embrace.

"A little while deck ".

By positioning himself behind his wife. Rayhan placed his chin on Raya's shoulder. Occasionally kiss the neck of the woman in his arms. Inhaling the scent of Raya's body, which had already become opium to him.

Raya also just resigned. Enjoy every moment of togetherness that night. He closed his eyes. Feel the warmth and comfort her husband gives her.

When something starts to react, Ray tries to shift his mind. He started to kiss Raya's neck and shoulders again. Instead of distracting the mind, the ones hidden there react increasingly quickly.

In a hurry he let go of his embrace.

"Dek, come in yuk. How it feels to be cold ".

Ray's reason, so Raya doesn't think anymore.

Raya was shocked, because of Rayhan's sudden movements. He was swept away in the cradle of the husband. And almost asleep.

Rayhan closed the balcony door. Help me put on a blanket. He kissed his wife's forehead.

"Mas get out first. Mo chat with the others first ".

Pamit Rayhan's.

The night is not late. There is still activity in the house.

"Mo where mah?", asked Ray when he met his mother.

"Mo sleep first. Very tired Ray ", replied mama.

Mama just watched television with papah.

"Raya's asleep?", asked mamah dressing.

"Udah" Ray answered briefly, nodding his head.

"Yes, mamah dulun ya ", said mamah as he rubbed his son's arm.

Rayhan went to see his papa, and joined to see the film that was being aired at that time.

There was also Raka.

On the other hand, in that house.

Bima was sitting alone in the backyard. A slightly quiet place from people at the moment. Quiet yourself while occasionally smoking his cigarette. Exhaling its smoke slowly, as if enjoying every single blow of it.

Her view glazed. His mind wandered off somewhere.

The heart that began to live, is now dimmed again.

But he was determined not to let his heart wither again, even die.

*Love is a blessing. But why is he stuck on the wrong person.

Or am I wrong here. I must suffer for love.

I let him go, but why does it still hurt here. Pain *.

The inner Milky Way churned. He's a little down. Holding his left chest, which suddenly felt pain.

"News bang, don't get harbored. As bad as it is, it would be better if it was removed. Although it can't be all !".

The sound managed to wake Bima from her daydream.

"What do you want to hear?", asked Bima to her sister, who was unknowingly already behind her.

"Sit down, you're not a bodyguard don't ask permission ". Bima flat.

"That could tell anyone you want. It doesn't have to be with me ".

"Without me crita, you would have known what I was thinking. Your sensitivity is too high ", a small smile adorns Bima's lips.

"Thanks ".

Bima looked to the side. His gaze was sharp, but not as sharp as a razor.

The one who was stared at grimly, while raising both fingers, showed angaka 2.

"Aren't you resting?", asked Bima.

"Abang itself ?",

*Eh this child, forgive me. his brother again puyeng, even added-addin *.

The voice of Bima's heart.

"Nyesel brother praised your sensitivity" I'm Bima. Sucking the rest of the cigarette, and pressing the nipple with his regret.

Raka just chuckled softly.

"That's sensitive. Hisingin sister-in-law" said Raka on the sidelines of her laughter.

"Obviously" said Bima with a mouth that emits smoke, occasionally he exhaled cigarette smoke that still remains.

"It's normal, but the gas's a little plus ",

"You mo sleep naturally, what mo assisted ?",

Ask Bima who is rolling up her shirt arm.

Raka chuckled again. He raised both his hands, and showed his palms before Bima.

"That's bang, relax.. ",A,

Silent moment..

"Bang." call Raka. Getting serious.

"Hmm. ", but Bima replied lazily.

"What is the state of your heart ?",

"good ".

Hearing that answer, Raka turned her head. He saw the look on his brother's face.

Bima looked straight ahead. He took a long breath.

"Why do you ask what you already know?", Bima started lighting his cigarette again.

"Sure or doubt ? ",A,

The question is no less serious.

"Both" answered Raka firmly.

"About Raya?", continued Raka.

"Nobody's heart doesn't know, not even I know what it looks like. Maybe you can help explain it ",

Paused. Suck back that nearly dead cigarette.

"Since then I've let it go. Don't ask how ".

"Sorry, you know what it's like ", Bima lowered her head.

"I won't remember it back bang, don't worry ".

"I know what it's like ", Raka continued.

"Raya. ", Raka's words were slowly cut off by Bima.

"Don't involve him in the chat this time !".

Raka nodded. He understood, maybe afraid that someone heard the chat inappropriately and misunderstood because of it.

But alas, the chatter was already heard by two pairs of ears.

They listened in two different places, without each knowing of its existence.

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a little bit of yes

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