LOVE NARA

261. THE YOGA TEARS

"What were you guys talking about on the porch, Mom? Seems pretty serious?"

Nara had indeed listened to the goals of her husband's voice that began to rise and pitched firmly to Ardi, but she could not hear what was the topic of their discussion.

"Did you hear it?"

Yoga drew his wife's body and brought her into his arms. Standing hugging and facing, their views met in a very close distance.

"If I hear it, I won't ask."

Nara smiled with a thumping heart, as their eyes grew increasingly sad and locked each other in the silence created later.

"I'll answer it, but not now, dear."

The sound of Yoga is getting heavier hopefully. There was something inside her that was already on the verge of waiting for her to be released.

Nara is getting late in the cradle of the romantic atmosphere created just like that, when Yoga starts giving small kisses all over her face.

Her legs began to feel weak and no longer strong to support her body, but she still survived by draping her hands on the sturdy neck of her husband who again looked at her more attached and full of desire.

"Maas ...." His voice choked, soft as a whisper that makes Yoga increasingly lose control.

"Darling, I can't hold it anymore ...."

Nara's body is lifted and carried by Yoga to the top of the bed. The woman had resigned, whatever her husband would do.

The next second that happens is what Yoga wants and is given by Nara in a loving atmosphere.

The peaking desire is completed already with a union that begins with the tactile tenderness of touch Yoga that cradles Nara to give up everything the man wants in every movement of their harmony towards the peak of that release laden deliciously.

"Thank you, honey. I'm sorry if I asked for it all of a sudden."

Yoga ended his release with a gentle kiss on his wife's forehead that was reciprocated with Nara's sincere smile on her tired face.

"Together, my mother." Nara was still staring at the friendly face of her husband who was as sweaty as she was.

Because the night was not too late, they decided to clean themselves first in order to rest more comfortably.

After changing clothes and being both fresher despite being cold, Nara went to the kitchen and made a warm drink for the two of them.

Soon she returned with two cups of warm chocolate to drink with her beloved husband.

They sit on the sofa while enjoying the flow of melodious songs in the music show on the television channel of choice Nara.

"Mas, were you talking about Doctor Alya?"

Nara was still repeating her previous question and waiting for an answer from her husband.

"Yes, Honey. Ardi already knew about Doctor Alya's condition from the messaging group they were following."

Yoga put down her cup followed by Nara, then they close their bodies and embrace each other tightly.

"I was worried about Ardi's attitude, so I spoke a little loudly to him." Yoga told Nara everything.

"Pity of Doctor Alya. Behind the success of his career he harbors many wounds and sorrows in his love story."

Yoga caresses and kisses his wife's head with a thought back in time. He had once felt he was in Alya's position.

When you have to keep harboring his feelings and see the person he loves happy with others. It was very painful, like a wound that could never be healed, always felt and endless.

"I'm grateful that our once-complex and tearful love story ended up full of this kind of happiness, dear. And I'll never let this happiness slip and get away from me."

Nara's tears fell down her shoulders. Just like her husband, she remembers their love story.

An extraordinary love that is full of aral and winding in its journey, until finally achieving happiness at the end of its struggle.

Nara pulled her face and looked at the face of Yoga who had turned out to have been soaked by a soundless cry, just like her.

"Whatever happens in the future, I beg you never to give up on staying together like this. We've experienced the saddest events in our story, make it our strength to stay together grasping our love tighter and stronger."

The woman wiped away the tears on her beloved man's face with the tenderness of her fingers. She could feel such great love in the heart of Yoga for her.

The crying that is often seen wetting that handsome face is proof of how deep the love that Yoga has for a Nara.

"I'm almost at the end of my life when I can finally get your heartfelt love and affection for me, dear. I will not let this fight end in vain. Forever I will be responsible for you and your happiness all the time with me."

Nara closed her eyes as she felt Yoga's hands touch her face and then cleared away the rest of the crying still lingering on the eye patch with her lips.

Swiped and wiped clear granules that still hang there, then last cleaned with the tip of his fingers.

"I love you, my Big Dipper!" Yoga looked at his wife full of endless love.

"I love you too, my Imam!" Nara returned her husband's gaze with all her heart that was filled with the most beautiful love.

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In the morning, Yoga invited Nara to visit the graves of her parents who had not been able to come again for some time.

In front of her parents' center, Yoga poured out all her longings. Her cries even spilled as she recalled the tragic events of her past.

A dark event that took away his happiness instantly and made him have to continue living a kara without a family who became the guide and reinforcement of his steps to tread the path of destiny that has been outlined for him.

"Pa, Ma, I've always missed you both. Until any moment, this longing will never end."

Nara clenched her husband's body and rubbed his back lovingly until her tears also flowed down her shoulder face.

For a moment Yoga turned towards Nara beside him and looked at her lovingly. Kissing the wife's forehead accompanied by a cry that still continues to be shed.

"I thank God for giving me this most beautiful gift in your stead to accompany my life forever."

Hugged Nara and stared at her for a moment with a full day.

"He is my heretic, the best woman who has made our dwelling again colorful of joy and happiness. He is my life-friend, the greatest lover who has always been faithful to my side in my joys and sorrows, in my sickness and health, in my every sigh and breath."

"He was the one who was with me, in every second of time. He has perfected my life, given me a baby I've always wanted, a grandson for Papa and Mama."

Yoga looked back at Nara with all his senses, this time so deep and clingy.

"He is my first love and my last love, the only love in my heart."

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