LOVE NARA

3.17. SPECIAL ATTENTION

"Al, why have you never been seen with your husband?"

Hhhhh ...!!! Alya's heart was pounding at Ardi's unsuspecting question.

"Why could he ask that? Is he starting to suspect me? What am I supposed to tell him?"

Alya was still silent, not knowing how to answer.

Behind the wheel, Ardi quietly began to pay attention to Alya and wait for the answer of his question. All the words of Yoga kept him thinking and made him now feel curious and want to know the truth.

"If you don't want to answer it it's okay. Sorry if my question offended you. Forget it, Al."

Ardi grew increasingly suspicious of Alya's attitude that could not answer a question that he thought was very simple and could be answered easily.

Alya chose silence and stared far out the window with her uneasiness. He was still wary if Ardi would raise deeper questions and make him more agitated than he was right now.

"I'm sorry, Di. I can't open my old story with anyone. I want to forget it and live my days now without the shadow of that dark story again."

During this time the graceful woman had always avoided questions related to her personal life. He did not want to share his bitter story with anyone. Especially with the man whose heart is now beside her, sitting together with her.

"Your silence makes me want to know more about your life, Al. Are you really happy or vice versa?"

In the past, at the beginning of their meeting after being separated for many years, Ardi had been suspicious because Alya always avoided offensive questions about his personal life, especially around his household.

But at that time, he did not bother about it too much because they only met at a glance and no longer discussed it.

"This time I'll figure out the truth until it's all clear, Al. You have already entered back into my present life, so I also have to know the truth about your personal life so far."

Ardi left a silence between them until the car entered the hospital courtyard and stopped at a parking area not far from the main door.

Alya looked at Ardi who had turned off his car engine and was preparing to get off.

"In, get here." With a soft voice Alya held Ardi from getting out of the car.

But Ardi did not heed it, he just smiled and opened the steering door.

"I'll take you to your room."

Alya could not resist and prevent Ardi anymore. The widower got down and turned to the front of the car and stood to the left and opened the door for him.

"Come, comedown. Don't keep your patients waiting."

Alya was flattered by Ardi's treatment of him. All this time he had never received such extraordinary treatment apart from his first love man.

Even with Riko who used to be her husband, even though the woman never received proper treatment as a wife, let alone to get this special attention.

"Thank you." Alya went down and stood beside Ardi with a racing heartbeat faster and irregularly.

Ardi paves the way for Alya then follows her and steps slowly the graceful hijab doctor enters the hospital lobby.

There was not a word spoken between the two, until they arrived in front of Alya's examination room whose seat was already filled with patients waiting for the queue to be served.

"Good job, Al. Don't forget to take a break if you feel tired."

Alya smiled just like that when she heard Ardi's words that sounded attentive and became her own encouragement.

The gentle woman nodded and pressed the doorknob she was already holding.

"I'm going in first. Thank you for driving me."

Ardi immediately returned the sweet smile before Alya noticed and retracted her smile.

The man waited until Alya entered and closed the door, then turned around and started his steps to get down and go back home.

Exiting the elevator and continuing his footsteps to the parking area, Ardi began to pass through the lobby which was still crowded filled with patient queues at the registration counter and several other service counters.

"Doctor Ardi!"

"Sorry, you're Doctor Ardi, aren't you?" ask someone who is standing in front of him.

Ardi nodded and noticed the figure who looked very happy to meet him.

The man did not know someone who had just greeted him, but he knew him well enough. He asks for permission and invites Ardi to talk about something.

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"Darling, did I overdo it this time?" ask Yoga to the wife who is preparing dinner in the kitchen.

"I don't think so, Mom. We do it when both are alone. They still seem to be harboring each other's taste."

Yoga kissed Nara's head and tightened his arms from behind, no matter which wife was still busy cooking vegetables and side dishes in front of the burning stove.

"I just want to see them together and be happy. Especially for Aura."

Yoga propped his chin on Nara's shoulder, while occasionally giving a small kiss in a row with spoiled, until the wife thrashed slowly because she was amused by the gentle touch of her husband.

"Mas ..., it's dong! Not here."

Yoga is getting used to being friendly and spoiled without knowing a place, however, for him still within reasonable limits what he shows in public places. Nanmun still shy Nara and often avoid because of the confusion with the surrounding.

"Just shut up and keep cooking. I'm not gonna bother you with me, honey."

Instead of stepping away and letting go of her embrace, Yoga repeated the touch of her lips all over the surface of Nara's body that she reached out to, making the woman shake her head and sigh with her husband's attitude.

"Don't be angry if you get caught later and you get beaten again by your son" Nara said.

And it's true. Just finished saying so, suddenly Raga ran quickly from the direction of the middle room and then beat her father's lower body with her small hand which was also light-powered.

"Dad ... no ...!! No ... Mother Maga .... My dear Maga Mother ...!!!"

Yoga releases his embrace after stealing a quick kiss on the sweet lips of his wife who happens to turn to see the whereabouts of his eldest son.

"I love you!" Nara held back her smile as her lips were touched affectionately by her husband's lips.

The woman then turned off the two stoves that were still burning to divorce the two favorite men who always fought for attention from her.

Unasked, Bibi Asih came and immediately took over Nara's cooking, which was almost cooked. He let the happy family out of the kitchen still with a cry of Raga who continued to be teased by his father.

"Mother's Dearest dragon. Father no ... no disturb Mother ...!!"

Raga cries in her mother's arms as she sees Yoga purposefully hugging and kissing Nara from behind.

"Dad too dear Mother. Saaaangat darling ...!!!"

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