LOVE NARA
2.28. SELF-LIMITING
"You're finally home, Mom. I miss you so much."
Nara hugged the body she had been missing for two weeks. The smile on his lips expanded perfectly when he felt Yoga returning his embrace tighter and tighter without a partition.
The intense rush made Yoga cancel her return last week so they could not meet for half a month.
"I miss you more, my dear. Missed you so much!"
Yoga kissed the top of his wife's head so lovingly that Nara also returned the favor by becoming more and more indulgent in her husband's arms.
"I take a shower first, we'll resume the longing embrace." Yoga is about to stretch their arms but is held back by Nara who is unwilling to let go of her husband.
"Wait a minute, Mom. I still want to be like this."
Nara wanted to vent her longing to the fullest and Yoga could not resist. The man just smiled happily at the spoiled behavior of his beloved wife.
"For so long don't see why you're getting so spoiled and adorable, dear. But I like it ...."
Yoga ruffled Nara's hair with anxiety, then stroked and tidied it again with affectionate kisses on her head.
Nara continued to smile in the arms of her beloved husband. He feels very comfortable whenever it is indulged in the chest of the Yoga field which always calms the soul.
In addition, there she was always grateful for the second chance of life that her husband had, so that the three of them could still continue to be together and enjoy happiness.
After a long time of hugging tightly, Nara began to pull her body and stared at Yoga who had already looked at her first.
"It's satisfied to hug your husband, humm ...?" The man kissed her forehead.
"Not yet, Mas." Nara answered briefly with a blushing face and a dikulum smile. Yoga smiled at his wife's innocent confession.
"You again?"
Nara shook her head and tiptoed slightly to kiss her husband's cheeks.
"Later on, Mas. Now take a shower first. I'll prepare the dishes for our dinner later."
Yoga obediently and immediately headed to the bathroom while Nara prepared a change of clothes for him on the bed and then came out of the room to cook.
Raga is taking an afternoon walk with her grandparents, while Indra is meeting with the organizers to ensure the final preparations for the most important and historic day of her life.
As a prefix in the kitchen, Nara cooks fresh fruit vegetables for Raga complete with nutritious side dishes according to the dose for children her age.
"Need help?" The fragrance of fresh body Yoga after bathing blends with the fragrant aroma of Nara cuisine for the son.
The man hugged his wife from behind and was spoiled on Nara's shoulder while watching the agile movements of his wife's two hands who were busy cooking.
Sometimes he kissed his wife's cheeks, then moved to his slightly open shoulder because the woman was wearing a loose house dress.
Nara shrugged her shoulders as she was amused by the small touches her husband gave her.
"Mas ... said he wanted to help?" Nara's words managed to stop the touch of Yoga's lips on her shoulder and release the hug that was originally tightly stuck on her back.
"What can I do for you, honey?"
"Please move the vegetables to Raga in that bowl, Mas." Nara showed me a bowl she had prepared on the kitchen table.
Because he was getting used to doing kitchen activities, deftly Yoga did what the wife asked.
After all contained in the bowl, he tasted the sauce with a tablespoon. His face looked serious when he felt it.
"Mmm .., it seems like there's less." Yoga put down his spoon and looked at Nara.
"Dischar, Mas? I tasted it fitting, nothing less."
Nara looked at me out of curiosity. He put down the knife he just used to peel the kitchen herbs, then approached Yoga and tasted it again.
"It's fitting, Mas." Nara was about to turn around but Yoga's body blocked her.
"I think there's less ...."
"less sweet. Because the sweetness is left here ...," said Yoga after finishing their short kiss.
The tip of her fingers cleaned Nara's wet lips, making her favorite woman's face flushed instantly.
The man smiled with satisfaction after stealing a kiss and making his wife misbehave.
Nara pinched Yoga's waist and left him and resumed her cooking activities with a happy pounding heart.
Yoga ignores the pain of love from his wife. Her heart was already happy because it could enjoy the togetherness of a beautiful afternoon with Nara, after they separated for quite a long time.
He again stood next to his wife, helping to prepare a dinner menu for the whole family.
"Is the invitation to your business associates there they've received all, Mas?"
Yoga did invite his new business colleagues to attend the wedding of his sister-in-law because Indra also became part of Mahen Land.
"Already, Honey. And they expressed their willingness to attend, and wanted to visit our company."
"For their place to stay, are you ready?" asked Nara while putting the side dish pieces into the frying pan.
"Beno's been taking care of and getting everything ready, honey. We just focus on preparing our whole family."
Yoga awaits the side dish that is being fried so that Nara can freely prepare immature vegetables. The two teamed up in the kitchen while sharing stories of events during their previous split.
Meanwhile, at night in a different city, Ardi and the other seminar participants were enjoying their dinner at the hotel restaurant.
Again he accidentally met Alya who had just come from his room with several female doctors.
While both waiting for their turn to take food, Ardi eliminated their awkwardness by inviting the woman to talk again.
"You're here until the closing ceremony, Al?" asked Ardi who was standing behind Alya.
"No, Di. My job is only to replace my leader to give the public lecture earlier. I'm home tomorrow."
Alya felt uncomfortable being near Ardi remembering that the man had already become the husband of another woman. As much as possible he tries to keep his distance from the ex-lover he really misses and still loves.
"Can I just go home and ask you for a minute to talk to each other?" pinta Ardi who harbors doubts about something that Alya seems to be deliberately hiding. He wanted to ask her directly to the woman.
Although in his heart was happy about Ardi's request, Alya remained firm with his decision to limit himself from the man.
"Sorry, Di. Tonight I still have to finish my report. And for tomorrow, after the morning show I have to go home soon because my family is waiting at home."
Ardi looks disappointed with Alya's refusal. But he could not force it because he had no rights to the woman of his past.
After choosing and taking the dinner menu, Alya left Ardi first and joined the female doctors who gathered at a dining table.
"I'm sorry, Di. I just don't want our meeting to bring up old feelings between us. Our story is just a memory of the past."
"The most beautiful past, which I will never forget and I will take it from my heart. Because I still love you, just like I used to and probably will do it."
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