Love In Venice's

Episode 35 Silent

Syaha's tears won't stop flowing even though Anna's phone call ended a few minutes ago. Again the memory in Venice filled Syaha's head. Love in Venice or Sad in Venice?

The sobbing had turned into a smooth snoring. She fell asleep on the couch after crying.

Chequelek

The door of the apartment opened. On the doorstep of an adult man with his sturdy body observes the situation with his eagle eyes.

Darkened.

The man's hand pressed the light button. His eyes blinked a few times. Looking for something to aim for here.

Therehewas.. Mumbled slowly. With wide strides the man approached the object he was looking for. His woman, his lover, his wife.

Ray couldn't help but smile when he looked at Syaha's face. It never changes. Stay beautiful like five years ago.

"Darling.." Ray's voice is soft. His hand stroked Syaha's smooth cheek.

With a slow and careful movement, Ray grabbed Syaha's body in his arms. Syaha's head was immersed in his embrace.

Ray's footsteps moved carefully, he was afraid of waking up Syaha.

Outside the door was already waiting for his three assistants.

"Your master is back?" Ask one of them.

"Is the plane ready?" Ask Ray.

"Already Sir.."

"We're leaving now.."

"Yes Mr.."

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Drowsiness stuck tightly to Syaha's eyelids. I was reluctant to open my eyes. But the friction of cold skin forced his eyes to open.

The ceiling with a crystal chandelier gave off a glare glow to be his first sight. As far as he knew, his apartment did not have such beautiful classical lights. The ceiling of his room was also plain white instead of golden yellow.

The cold touch of skin was felt again. Syaha's eyes were still foggy looking towards the origin of the touch.

A handsome face with a bare chest fell asleep next to him. The snoring sounds obvious. The hands of the owner of that handsome face were tightly coiled around his stomach.

"Mas Ray is this real?"

Syaha stroked slowly on Ray's cheek. His hands tidied up the hair that covered Ray's forehead and eyes. The perfect white face. Blue eyeballs with long eyelashes touching her cheeks. The paripurnah good looks.

When Syaha's hand stroked the tempting red lips, the owner of the lips opened his eyes.

Syaha. The body that hugged him with bare chest was real. Not just his dream.

"Mas Ray!" Shouted Syaha with a raucous voice. His hand pushed Ray's body away.

Like water when sleeping. Ray's eyes widened in shock.

"Adrrghh.. What's the matter Ais?" Ray asked to wake up.

"Slows.your voice makes my ears hurt.." Ray covered one of his ears with his hand. The consciousness that was still loading plus the sound of Syaha shouting, made Ray's head hurt.

"When did you come in here?" Repeat Syaha.

"Hey, this is my house.." Ray answered who had collected his life.

"Huh? What?!!" Syaha's eyes glared. His voice is higher.

"Don't scream. Once again I scream I kiss you.."

Syaha's eyes were perfectly rounded. He is not afraid of Ray's threat, but he does not expect that threat to come out of Ray's mouth.

Looking at the residence of Syaha, came the idea to tease Syaha.

"Will I take a shower with Mas Ray?" A prickly smile Ray rises.

"Huh?" Syaha's mouth was wide open.

"Breakfast may have been served. Surely we have to get down for breakfast.. Ice wants to eat with a face like that?" Ray chuckles. Looking at Syaha's disheveled hair and face without makeup Ray was anxious. It was that face that he missed every morning for five years.

Ray Sangay regretted his stupidity five years ago.

"Basar bawdy.. I don't want to get near you.." Syaha throws a pillow at Ray but fails. Ray manages to stop Syaha's attack.

"Mas Ray is just near Ais. if Ais doesn't want to.." Ray said as he got out of bed.

"Believe.. Ray is waiting downstairs. I'll take a shower in the next room.." Ray stepped near the door.

"Wait the fuck.." Prevent Syaha

Ray.

"Where is this?" Ask plain Syaha.

"In my house.."

"But as I remember your house is not like this.." Syaha's eyes were observing the surroundings.

"My house is in London.." Answer Ray.

"Huh? London's? How did you bring me here? Riding plane? Why don't I feel? I'm usually sensitive to sounds or small movements.." Racau Syaha's. He never thought about how Ray would bring him to London. It is impossible to teleport. They must have been to London by plane, right? But Syaha did not wake up at all because of the shock in the plane. No. gabe. Syaha's brain can't work.

"Because you're so comfortable sleeping in my arms, baby.." Ray's smile expands. That's the truth.

"No way!" Syaha protested loudly.

"Bring.change clothes have been prepared in the closet near the bathroom. I brought you here in a hurry. So I didn't bring any of your stuff.." Obviously Ray pointed at one of the doors at the end of the room.

"This time I'm not served for a bath, right?"

Syaha remembers the last time she was at Ray's house in Jakarta. During the three days that Syaha was always served, from trivial things to important things.

"No. I've told all the waiters not to be good up until we get off. I'll wait for you downstairs.."

Huller...