LOVE NARA

71 END OF LONGING

"Yoga ...."

Nara's lips twitched in calling her husband's name. Same is the case with Yoga who calls her down with a heavy voice.

"Nara ...."

Yoga looked into Nara's clear, teary eyes, with a heart filled with the searing vibrations of love, blowing away her intense longing.

Nara was powerless to avoid that longing gaze. He replied to her and locked his gaze only to the sharp eyes of Yoga which had now turned so shady.

Moving her legs slowly closer to her husband's bed, Nara held back as much as possible so as not to shed her tears. Yoga marked his wife with a slow hand movement, when Nara had reached the end of the bed.

Nara is getting closer to Yoga, the place where she always sits faithfully with her husband for one week. But this time he did not sit, but still stood to satisfy himself looking at the face of the husband who had been conscious and opened his eyes.

"Rb ...." With her hands still stretched low, Yoga nodded to ask for Nara to come to him.

Unable to hold back, Nara bent her body and spread her head over the chest of the Yoga field covered in hospital clothes. His hands hugged the man's waist very carefully.

Yoga felt his heart tremble violently as the wife's head fell on his chest. Her body warmed up as her hands clutched Nara's body with all feelings.

"I miss you, Ga."

Nara's soft voice made Yoga close his eyes for a moment, permeating the implied meaning of the words of his beloved wife. She smiled happily for it.

(Is this really what I heard, Ra? You miss me?)

Yoga lowered his face and kissed the top of Nara's head that was reached by her lips. His right hand moved upwards, stroking the head lovingly.

"I miss you too, Ra."

A happy smile grew on the faces of the two, even though they did not see each other.

Nara comforts herself in the arms of Yoga, while listening to her husband's heartbeat which is clearly heard in her ears.

"Thank you for holding on and coming back" Nara said with a face that began to be soaked in tears.

Yoga that felt his chest wet, the closer the body of the wife. Trying to calm Nara down with a gentle swipe on her back, Yoga dissolved in the longing atmosphere between the two of them.

"Don't cry if it's tears of sadness. I won't be able to see it" whispered Yoga by continuing to caress and kiss Nara's head.

Nara began to regulate her breathing and ease her cries. He pulled out his body then wiped away the rest of his tears.

"Sit next to me, Ra," Yoga pinta as she watched his wife still standing and looked at him.

Nara obediently pulled up the chair next to her in order to sit closer to her husband.

If she had done it before when Yoga was unconscious, now I don't know why Nara ventured to grab the man's hand and hold it tightly in front of Yoga who looked at him in disbelief.

Moreover, after that, Nara carried their hands towards her lips, kissing the back of her hands with her eyes closed and heartily.

"Ra ..., you ...??"

"Don't go again. We both need you here."

Nara kissed Yoga's hand again, until the man was happier. She replied, pulling their tightly fused hands towards her face then kissing her with her chest pounding even more.

Satisfied to kiss the hand of the wife, Yoga put their hands on her chest and continued to hold it.

"How's our son doing? He's healthy, isn't he?"

Answering Yoga's question, Nara nodded her head as she pulled her phone out of the small bag she was carrying. He had already turned on the silent mode before entering the room.

The gallery opened in which there are many photos of the baby, then choose one of them and show it to Yoga.

"This is our son, Ga."

Yoga's eyes glazed over as she looked at her son's photo for the first time. A very cute and adorable little baby boy.

With the towel freshly finished for the bath, the little baby was on his back not yet wearing his clothes. His hands and feet stretched wide, showing his physical perfection and handsome face derived from the father.

Tears poured down his face. Yoga weeps today, thanking God for the beautiful things that God entrusts and entrusts to it. A family successor who was very coveted and dreamed of all this time.

"He's very handsome and very similar to you."

Nara swiped the screen of her phone and showed a few other photos. Happiness is more and more clearly reflected in the face of Yoga who continues to review his smile.

"But her clear eyes are as beautiful as yours, Ra."

Nara nodded slowly. Indeed, from the entire face of the son, only his eyes resembled his clear eyes. The rest, all downhill from the baby's father.

"Reply recover and be healthy, so that you can go home soon and see your son." Nara saved her phone.

"I'll be home soon to take care of our son together."

Yoga is like finding a new spirit to heal and get back together with his small family.

(I need to heal. I'm definitely healed!)

Nara stretched her hand up to clean the face of Yoga that was still wet with tears. She recalls, Yoga also often does, wiping her tears and cleaning her wet face by crying.

Now his affection for the man grew even more after all the bad things that befell them both. The fear of loss is getting bigger.

Nara also wants to indulge Yoga as the man always does to her. She wanted to make her husband happy, just like the happiness Yoga always gave her.

Yoga held Nara's hand to stay on her face. Nara who understood that, immediately stroked the face of Yoga gently and lovingly, making the man lulled and closed his eyes with a trembling heart.

The afternoon. Nara had to go home to bathe and breastfeed their child.

"I have to go home first, Ga. I've been leaving our baby at home too long."

Although his heart is heavy to leave Yoga, but there is another obligation that Nara must do, which is to take care of their beloved baby.

"I'm sorry that I can't keep you here. I have to divide my time for both of you."

Yoga is slow. His body also began to feel weak and tired. He needs rest to recover his strength, as well as his health.

As Nara stood up to prepare, Yoga grabbed the wife's hand and pulled her body closer to him.

The man then held Nara's head and immediately kissed her forehead gently and long. Nara fell silent and closed her eyes, permeating the kiss her husband gave her with warmth.

"I love you so much, Ra."

"Deliver my longing to our son. Tell him I'll be home soon and rock him."

Nara still hesitates to reply to Yoga's expressions of love, so she chooses to be quiet and just smile and nod in response.

Before leaving, Yoga once again held his hand and kissed him wholeheartedly.

(I love you too, Ga. I hope I can repay your love for me.)

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