LOVE NARA

3.53. ACCUSTOM

"Look at me, Alya. Let's get this all over with now. I want to ...."

The thump on Alya's chest grew even more timid, making him instantly hold his breath as Ardi continued his words. Moreover, their gazes had been locked and stared at each other deeply.

"I want us to get used to it from now on."

Their one hand was both clinging to the edge of the bed, where Aura continued to sleep full of smiles on her innocent face.

"A-What do you mean ...? Accustomed to?" alya asked very softly and slightly stammered.

The soft-hearted woman was unable to think clearly because Ardi's shady gaze was so deep in staring at her. He almost lost control of himself. Immediately tightened the grip to straighten the balance of the body.

"We began to get used to holding each other's hearts, keeping each other's feelings and learning to live this togetherness even though we still have to separate distance and time."

The taste of haru filled the entire space of Alya's heart, when he heard the expression of Ardi's heart spoken full of seriousness.

"If we don't start now, I'm afraid I'll lose you again. I'm afraid there's another man who's gonna melt your heart here, when I'm not by your side."

Alya shut her mouth and held her stuffing. Only tears were seen that continued to flow both cheeks, also dripping down wet the pasmina cloth that covered the front of his body. She looked down, trying to hide her cries.

His feelings were so explosive this time because Ardi had expressed what had only been his dream. The dream of a weak woman who needs the most comfortable and strongest heart for her place to lean and take refuge.

"I know it won't be easy for you to start a new and different bond. I know your heart is still full of scars that won't just go away. It's even possible that old wound will imprint forever there."

Ardi paused for a moment and let out a long sigh, while calming his own weakened feelings at the sight of his beloved woman's cry.

"I can't promise you anything. But you must know, I have come to you to remove all wounds. The wounds that once hurt your heart and make your life continue to be shackled by a dark past and difficult to forget."

Alya started to sob without being able to hold it anymore. His shoulders kept moving signifying the stuffing he was still spitting out.

I want Ardi to cut the distance between them. Wiping his tears, bringing into his arms and providing the comfort that his beloved weak woman so desperately needed.

Finally, only her handkerchief could represent her current pent-up desire. Taken from the pocket of the front pants, Ardi gave it to Alya to be used to clean the face that is still wet with tears.

Alya accepted it and immediately touched the small piece of cloth on the surface of the face. His sense of smell recognized a scent that was familiar to him. The smell is the same from before until now.

This scent ... After all this time and I almost forgot about it, now I can still smell again this memorable scent. You never change, Di.

For a moment Alya floated his memory in the past where Ardi and himself always spent time together and together everywhere.

Since first getting to know the man, Ardi has had the habit of carrying a handkerchief in his trouser bag. Although he rarely used it, but the man always took it every day.

One more thing that Alya still remembers is that all the handkerchiefs belonging to Ardi always smell different perfume than others. And it turns out that until now, the man's habits have never changed, including the scent of perfume that remains used on his handkerchief.

In addition, Ardi never let his handkerchief until held by someone else. He would only give it to Alya if the woman needed it or asked for it.

Your attention, your affection and your special attitude to me, everything I still feel until now, even though we have been separated for so long without any news at all.

Ardi invites Alya to sit on the sofa, after raising the safety on both sides of the bed where Aura still remains asleep. Apart from being exhausted, it seemed like the beautiful baby wanted to give his father and also the woman he called Bubu a chance to speak together from heart to heart.

"I want to .. before I go back home later, I've got the blessing of your parents to tie our relationship first" said the widower with great confidence, without the slightest doubt.

Ardi did not mess with his words. He did not want to misstep and make her further and further away from Alya again. It all has to start from now or he will come back to regret it later.

"But ... I, I ...." Alya did not continue his sentence because Ardi had already answered him first.

"I don't mean to hurry and ignore your situation, Al. Not at all. Instead I did this because I wanted to be able to accompany and help you through everything. I want to be where you share your story and complain. I want to be someone you can always count on in anything."

Alya stopped rubbing her face with Ardi's handkerchief. His gaze began to turn to look at the man and ask for an explanation for his words that were so evocative.

"Alya, you believe me, don't you?" asked Ardi with a hopeful look.

This time somehow Alya answered quickly without any repetition from Ardi. The woman who still looked full of novelty nodded confidently, as sure as her feelings and trust to the man who owned her whole heart.

"I always believed in you."

Ardi smiled with relief as soon as he heard Alya's reply as he expected. He was more convinced to immediately make his beloved woman as a friend.

"But I still need time to accept you completely, Di. I ... I don't want to disappoint you and Aura. I had to solidify myself first in order to make you and Aura completely happy."

Ardi understood Alya's feelings. The dark and bitternessful events she had experienced in her marriage back then, had left a deep wound in her heart. Not just a mere wound but also raises tremendous fear that continues to occupy his feelings.

"I know, Al. I can understand your situation. I understand everything. Now, all you have to remember is one, you will never be alone again. I'm by your side. I will always be there for you. We will fight together and face your fears and traumas."

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