LOVE NARA

69 IS NOT A DREAM

One more week passed, Nara and the baby were allowed to go home. Only Yoga still lay weakly in the hospital, without showing any change as expected.

Since he was in the hospital until he returned home, Nara faithfully accompanied Yoga every day. She always takes special time to take care of her husband, in between time to care for and breastfeed the baby.

"Ga, you've been like this for two weeks. When are you gonna wake up?"

Nara started to sob. He could not help his grief, each time just being together with Yoga in his quiet room.

"You once said, it won't make me sad and cry again. But now, you do it again. Even very long ...."

Grabbing Yoga's cold and limp hands, Nara took him to her lips and kissed him gently. Her eyes closed with every kiss in her husband's hands.

No matter their hands were soaked in tears, Nara continued to hold Yoga's hands and stick them on her cheeks. Hoping in the blink of an eye Yoga retorted and moved his hand.

But that hope is only limited to thoughts that never materialize. Yoga still closed his eyes and fell asleep in his endless long sleep.

Nara felt her body so tired that her eyes began to close. He lays his head on the edge of the bed without releasing his hands with Yoga hands.

The woman began to fall asleep, sleeping next to her husband who was still sitting on the bed.

Without Nara knowing, when she slumped, Yoga moved her fingers held by Nara. A bit of a spontaneous reciprocal movement, as if wanting to return the grip of the wife as she usually does.

Nara, who was too tired, felt the touch like part of a dream she was having. He smiled while staying asleep, and further tightened his grasp.

There is movement in the face of Yoga. Slowly his eyes began to open, adapting to the light around him, then began to sharpen his gaze, looking for the perceived figure with him and always faithfully accompanied him all this time.

The handsome face began to develop a happy hue, when he saw the wife beside him, slumbering lulled with a whack, because of the dual attention to two people he loved, in two different places.

The pale, dry lips covered a happy smile, looking at the collapsed wife's face.

Want to caress the head of the wife, as well as the face she missed so much. But alas, his body is powerless and his hands are still in the hands of his wife.

"Rb ...." Yoga tried to open her lips to call Nara, but her throat was choked, dry and raucous, so she could not make a sound at all.

Keep moving his hands, trying to tell Nara that he woke up and saw her who is currently being lulled by a dream that is half real felt.

Yoga is gone, power is gone. The sound of the monitor changing louder could not wake Nara so sound and tired, after two weeks of sharing time and attention for her husband and baby.

"Thank God you're safe, Ra. And our baby, our little prince has been born healthy and safe. I've been a father, you've been a mother, we've been parents."

Yoga continued to speak silently, though none of her sentences would be heard by Nara who was still fast asleep.

"Thank you, Ra. You are a strong and great woman. I'm happy to have a wife like you, even though I was forced to commit a grave sin to get you the wrong way."

Nara squirms as if responding to the Yoga speech intended for her. But the woman still did not feel it let alone hear it. He still remained asleep and only moved for a moment to secure his position.

But the small movements that Nara did before unconsciously made her stretch her hand, so that Yoga could pull her hand from under his wife's hand.

With her power still very weak and limited, Yoga tried to raise her hand and put it on Nara's head.

Tears began to bathe the man's eyes. Her happiness was so great because she could see again her beloved face and feel the great attention of the woman she loved so much.

The head of Nara with unraveled hair covered part of her beautiful face. Her heart trembled beautifully accompanied by a subtle sigh afterwards.

The same feeling that Yoga felt, the first time he met and saw Nara. An unusually memorable and beautiful feeling in her heart, as she falls in love at first sight with Nara.

Yoga hands slowly down, brushing the hair that covers the face of the wife, then satisfyingly staring at the deep face that always shadows his mind at all times.

Touching Nara's cheeks gently, Yoga's eyes blinked away the tears that blurred her gaze.

Dibelanya red cheeks blush Nara who adds to her natural beauty while asleep, making her heart beat faster and began to stifle her chest. He was carried away by his feelings to stir up emotions in his heart.

Yoga tried to calm himself down, dampening the turmoil in his chest and normalizing his heartbeat. He knows how to master the condition of his body that is still vulnerable and at risk.

Trying to smile amid the rushes that hit her heart, Yoga continued to caress Nara's cheeks lovingly.

"Thank you for being willing to conceive our child, give birth to it and take care of it with your sincere affection. You're the best wife and the greatest mother, Ra."

Slowly his hand began to weaken again. Her caress stopped, her touch ending above the wife's cheek, as her eyes began to close tightly.

A few minutes later Nara woke up and found herself still in her original place and in an unchanging position.

He began to realize that all he had just felt was a series of beautiful dreams just as a flower of his sleep.

(I was just dreaming. Dreaming she wakes up and greets me with a touch of her love. The touch I always miss ..).

Nara was about to raise her head and straighten up, when she suddenly gasped in disbelief, realizing that something warm was touching her face.

She held onto her warm cheeks and felt a little heavy. Her eyes opened perfectly, widening in disbelief as her hands touched Yoga's hands that were drooping limp over her cheeks.

"Ga ...." He called spontaneously.

He pulled slowly Yoga's hand and stared at it with teary eyes.

"Ga, your hands are moving, you are touching my cheeks! You wake up, Ga?"

Between surprise and happiness, Nara widened the smile on her face that was still tense and panicked.

(So, what I thought the dream was ... is real? You really got up and greeted me, Ga?)

Hurriedly Nara stood up and touched the green button on top of the Yoga bed repeatedly. She can't wait for the doctor to check on her husband.

"Ga, hang in there and come back to your senses! I'm here waiting for you ...."

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