LOVE NARA

3.82. CALL DEAR

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"How is the condition of Pak Yoga, Di?" alya asked while preparing a change of clothes for her husband who had just returned home, after delivering Nara to Yoga.

Ardi who came tired continued to hold his wife's body from behind, although Alya continued to avoid and busied himself in front of the closet. She tried as gently as possible and followed every movement of Alya's body that still chose clothes for her.

The woman still had not completely calmed down every time it was just alone with her husband. But he kept trying to fight the fear that was still shackling. She wants to heal and live a proper household life.

Ardi himself patiently always waited and accompanied the wife. Not infrequently he preceded to be friendly to Alya just to familiarize the woman with her attention and touch.

The man never forced his desire. The love he has is much greater and sincere than his inner needs which he has always ignored for Alya's healing.

"We wish the best for Yoga. His recovery will take a long time. May Nara be strong to accompany her husband. He must divide his time well because children also need his existence."

"Amijin!" Alya nodded along with Ardi who twisted her body so that they stood face to face in front of the closet that had just been closed by her.

"In ..," he said softly with a heart that began to pound. His two hands were still holding onto the clothes he had just taken, becoming the boundary between their two bodies. The woman began to get nervous and anxious.

For a moment they looked at me in silence. Ardi could see the fear in Alya's glare. Really he feels pity, but must continue to try to recover the condition of his beloved wife.

"I just want to hold you for a second, Alya. Can I?" The man was waiting for an answer from the woman of his first love.

Alya lowered her head, avoiding Ardi's shady gaze which made her heart beat even more. He could never refuse, despite the fear that had not disappeared all this time. She slowly nodded and waited for what her husband would do.

Ardi smiled as soon as he saw Alya's head move to answer her request. He picked up the clothes his wife was still holding and placed them on the sofa which was reached by the movement of his hand.

Alya tightened her eyes as soon as she realized there was no more barrier between them. His hand had even been lowered by Ardi. The man slowly pulled his body with both hands, then hugged so tightly.

"I miss you, Alya," whispered Ardi in Alya's ear.

The slender body trembled as it felt a warm gust of breath gushing around its ears. He was no longer able to fight his nervousness. His entire body was squeezed and almost fell down if Ardi was not holding it as he is today.

"Don't be afraid, Al. I just hugged you. Calm yourself. Fight your fear! I'm here with you, baby."

Ardi said softly and softly as possible. His heart also thumped at Alya's fear. He could feel very clearly the heartbeat of Alya being so loud in his arms.

There was a fine rustling in Alya's chest cavity, when she heard one word Ardi said at the end of her sentence. For the first time the man called her dear. Sounds so soft and loving.

His heart warmed and was very happy. He felt genuinely loved by the man who had been a priest of his life two weeks ago.

Something different was felt in his heart. Slowly his fear gradually disappeared and changed the comfort that so calmed the heart and soul.

Alya ventured to move her hand. He returned Ardi's embrace with the same thing. His hands began to touch the husband's back and embrace him with an increasingly new feeling.

Although still overshadowed by the greatness of past events that have not completely disappeared, but the graceful woman began to dare to react to the treatment and touch of her husband.

"Can I hear it again, Di?" pinta Alya with a trembling voice. His head was still leaning stiffly on the shoulder of his beloved man.

"What?" asked Ardi who was still not aware of his own words that were spoken just like that.

"The last thing you said ..," Alya replied softly withstanding the embarrassment that made her face warm up.

Ardi remembered and understood his wife's intentions. She smiled happily at Alya's attitude that was beginning to dare to ask for her. Without waiting any longer, he obeyed the wishes of the woman he loved so much.

"I love you, baby!" ardi whispered right in Alya's ear. He ended it with a gentle kiss there, then widened the smile.

Alya was surprised not to play with Ardi's friendly treatment. That little kiss really made him forget all the other flavors. Moreover, her husband also repeated his affectionate call for her.

Comfort filled his heart more, as the soft whirring that returned felt left the entire chest cavity to spur his heart beat more and more. His breath began to hunt filled with haru that burst into the heart.

Alya pulled both corners of her lips, until a single smile formed representing the feeling that rested on her heart at this moment. Slowly he lowered his head, then ventured to lay on the chest of the husband.

Again Ardi was surprised by Alya's behavior. He felt the embrace of the wife getting tighter so that he immediately balanced it and closer their bodies. There are no more barriers except the clothes that limit them.

Alya nodded in her husband's arms. He wants to heal and be able to escape the shadow of his past full of sadness and tears.

This time, only happy tears were dripping down her ayah's face. Little by little, Ardi's attention and affection, which he continues to feel all the time, begins to erode the deep trauma that resides in his fragile soul.

Ardi's presence was able to foster his confidence. The man could calm him down when all the bad things came back to disturb and shake his faith to strengthen his heart.

"Originally you are happy and do not mind, from now on I will call you that, dear," Ardi promised Alya. Kissing the head of the wife who did not wear the hijab because it was in the room.

Alya permeates the kisses and affectionate calls of the only man she loves so much. The more her embrace is held, the more all the wonderful feelings that burst into her heart.

Little regret because for two weeks still can not be a full wife for Ardi. On the contrary, she always burdened her husband with all her fear and trauma.

Without taking a hug, Alya lifted her face and looked at Ardi who was still looking down after kissing her. The couple looked at each other with a loving look.

"I love you so much, baby!" Ardi repeated it again.

One of her hands slipped from Alya's waist and moved to a face that started to make her heart also lightly rustle. Wrap the woman's cheeks with a view that begins to dim and sad.

"Keep fighting to heal. I will always wait for you until you can accept me fully."

Ardi's face lowered and then put a long kiss on the wife's forehead. After that, his gaze turned down and noticed Alya's lips which still revealed the most beautiful smile.

As usual she refrained from touching let alone kissing him. He let out a long sigh to throw away his desire, then returned Alya's smile.

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Sorry if the end of the update even faltered. The author is in the process of revising the manuscript of CINTA NARA Season One, which insyaallah will soon be published into a printed book. Bismillah, please pray that everything is given smoothness and ease. Aamiin yes rabbal alamin ...🤲🙏

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