
Enjoying dinner in silence, Ardi and Alya try to spend it even though they are no longer tasteful to it. The two were still deep in their thoughts, about what Ardi had just told her at length.
"Sorry, Al. Because of me, our dinner is so uncomfortable like this." Finally they can both spend the fried rice that has been ordered, although it takes longer.
Alya shook her head slowly without looking at Ardi who was always watching her. There was still guilt in his heart for making the man beside him feel what he had been going through.
"I'm also sorry for unintentionally making you feel such discomfort for so long. Sorry ...." Alya looked down with regret.
Why the man had to bear the pain of the pain he received from his ex-husband, while he had nothing to do with his household problems first. Even he himself was only a victim of Riko's hatred that until now no one knew what the real cause was.
"Why do you apologize to me, and you didn't. Listen to me, Al. I just want you to know that from now on, there I am. You won't feel alone anymore because I'm with you."
He wanted her to hold the woman to convince him of his feelings. However she realizes her limits and continues to refrain from touching Alya at all.
"You're innocent, Al. Not at all. Don't remember that bad event. I'll make sure it never happens again."
Alya looked at Ardi to seek the honesty of his words. He was afraid that Ardi would just calm him down, while his heart was already in trust and began to hang hope on to the man.
"Do you really mean it, Di? Or just want to please my heart?"
Alya did not care if she started to dare and had gotten out of control. He continued to stare at Ardi endlessly, looking for that honesty in the depths of the shady net still continuing to stare at him fixedly.
Ardi extended his hand towards Alya and stopped right above the woman's head without touching her. Alya immediately closed her eyes, imagining what would happen next without her power to resist.
"I've never played with my words, let alone my feelings. What I say and I do, that is the embodiment of my true feelings for you, honestly from within my heart."
Alya listened to the assertiveness that Ardi conveyed smoothly and loudly. The man continued to look at her confidently. While Alya still permeates one by one the sentences spoken by the man she loved so much in the heart.
"I will protect you from anyone who wants to hurt and hurt you. Whoever he is, he'll come face to face with me, and I'll make sure he won't be able to get close and touch you at all!"
Alya opened her eyes and found Ardi's hand still outstretched above her head.
"I'll be waiting for you, Al. I will wait for you until you are fully ready to open your heart and accept me. I will wait until you allow me to enter again and never leave from there."
Unknowingly Alya nodded and smiled back at Ardi's increasingly fixed and deep gaze.
"I believe you, Ardi. Give me a little time to fully prepare my heart."
This time Ardi who nodded firmly, made Alya smile even wider and full of hope. The attentive man lowered his hand from above Alya's head and placed it in front of his chest as if he was making a promise. The promise of the heart awaits his beloved woman.
"I'll be waiting for you, Alya."
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In the morning, Ardi and Aura were already in the car driven by Mr. Budi heading to the airport.
With a heavy heart Yoga apologized for not being able to deliver his little friend and daughter directly, because there was an important meeting in his office right along with the departure time of Ardi and Aura.
Arriving at the airport terrace, the widower confidently carried Aura tightly while carrying a suitcase in his hand and a baby bag on his shoulder.
"Till here, Mr. Budi. Thank you for bringing me and Aura. Be careful on the way."
Ardi released the departure of Mr. Budi who returned to drive the car he had been using to go pick up and deliver Alya to work.
"Arm ...!"
It was only a moment when they were inside the lobby that was not too crowded, that someone's gentle call from behind stopped Ardi again. The man turned around and widened his gaze when he saw Alya already standing not far from him.
"Alya ...?"
Although surprised but a happy look was clearly visible on the face of the widower doctor after seeing the whereabouts of the woman he loved.
Last night, he deliberately asked Alya not to deliver the two of them to the airport because in addition to not wanting to be troublesome, Ardi was also afraid that his heart would get heavier to leave Alya alone again in that city.
"Bw-bu ... Bu-bu .. aaaaa ...."
The whining aura wanted to be carried by Alya. The woman walked over and immediately picked up the Aura from Ardi's embrace and moved it into his arms.
After being satisfied to kiss the face of her favorite beautiful baby, Alya looked back to the front and found Ardi's face was still very close to her.
The man looked at her fixedly making Alya stunned and returned a shady look with that hint of sadness. The sadness of being separated from her beloved woman.
"Why did you come? You're making me feel harder to leave, Al."
Ardi's shrill voice was heard by Alya accompanied by a breath that hit warm on his face, because of the distance they were still very close.
The woman closed her eyes while resting Aura's head on her shoulder. He tried to ease the turmoil of the feeling that started to stifle the chest.
"I'm .. I want to say something."
The voice of Alya because it was too soft while holding haru which almost became a cry. Her pair of beautiful eyes opened again and returned Ardi's gaze which still did not want to stay away.
"What ...?" Suddenly the man's heart was filled with debate that continued to cross paths and made him even more impatient to listen to Alya's answer.
Alya ventured to continue to look at Ardi deeply to convince her heart to say the contents that she could no longer hold, because they would soon be separated for how long.
"Say, Alya ...." Ardi was getting impatient and unsettled.
Unable to hold back her feelings, Alya began to shed tears that were getting more and more rushing flowing down her face that had been reddened and laden with sadness.
"I .. I'm waiting for you. I'll wait for you here."
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