LOVE NARA
78 AFTERNOON FULL OF LOVE
"Darling, I'm home." Yoga greeted his wife who was holding Raga in her arms.
Walking quickly about to approach Nara and the baby, her steps immediately came to a halt as Nara extended her hand forward with an open palm.
"Clean your body first, then you can approach Raga!" Nara reminded again and Yoga could only obey his wife.
He turned his steps to the desk to put the bag and took off his shoes, then headed to the bathroom to clean himself.
It has been one week that Yoga returned to work, after one week earlier resting at home to restore his health first.
After work, the man was always impatient to immediately meet his wife and little baby to forget if he had been outside the house all day with all activities full of dirt and sweat.
When Yoga came out of the bathroom, she saw Raga awake and nursing her mother. Yoga quickly evaded his gaze towards the sofa where Nara and Raga were.
Although Nara always wears a special covering cloth for nursing mothers, Yoga keeps her distance whenever Nara is carrying out her obligations to Raga.
Yoga chose to complete the work at his desk, which was next to the sofa. But sometimes their eyes steal each other's eyes, then both look down and keep a smile.
They act like teenagers who are in love secretly. Paying attention to each other but being embarrassed to express feelings.
Tok ... tokk .. tokkk ...!!!
Yoga immediately stood up and walked towards the door and opened it. There was Aunty Asih there who stood up while carrying two boxes of food in her hands.
"What's up, Bi?" ask Yoga.
"This is a message from Ms. Arum for Mas Yoga and Ms. Nara. There is also for all the workers here. The other aunt put it in the dining room."
Yoga turned towards Nara and asked about the shipment.
"Did Aunt Arum call you, honey?"
"Oh yeah, I was just about to tell you, Ga. Just accept it and the others to be shared by Aunty Asih."
Nara looked at her husband while continuing to breastfeed her tiny baby. Yoga nodded and received the food box that Bibi Asih had given her.
"Thank you, Bi. And help others be given to all who are in the house."
Aunty Asih nodded and paid her respects to carry out the Yoga request.
Yoga closed the door of the room and placed the delivery of Aunt Arum on the table in front of Nara, without looking in the slightest at his wife.
"Tante Arum holds a joint prayer for you and Raga. Today the age of Raga is even thirty-five days, so because we are of Javanese descent, Auntie made a sling. You know, right?"
They both have parents who come from Java, so a little bit familiar with the term and traditional Javanese events that their parents often do.
"Yes, but why weren't we asked to come there?" ask Yoga again. He's back at his desk.
"Tante Arum only made a hunch and was sent to Orphanage. The prayer with him was done on the spontaneity of the manager of the foundation there."
Raga's done drinking. Nara tidied up the clothes and opened the cover. The little baby did not sleep, his round eyes sparkled as if he knew that he was being talked about by his father and mother.
"Aaa .. aaw .. aaa .. aaww .. aaa ...."
Raga raving makes Yoga immediately stop his work. He approached his two favorites and took over the tiny baby from Nara's lap.
"Aaa ... Father's son does not want to be boobok huh? Uuum .. Unfortunately Dad. Uuum .. Unfortunately Mother."
Yoga petted while kissing both cheeks puffed Raga with anxiety, while the baby just opened his mouth wide and occasionally let out his chatter.
Then Yoga positioned Raga leaning on her shoulder with her head held upright with her hands while gently patting the baby's back. Shortly thereafter Raga had already let out his compound voice.
"Alhamdulillah, your hero is full, son. Uuum ... dear ...!!" Yoga kissed the head of Raga which had begun to overgrow the hair that was still a fraction of a centimeter. It only looks blackened around his head.
"You eat first, honey. Let Raga be with me first."
Nara nodded then took out a box of food and opened it. Look at a typical Javanese pancake menu full of green vegetables that are very healthy for nursing mothers like Nara.
Yoga laid Raga on the bed and she followed him lying on his side next to the adorable cute baby.
They look like they are chatting with their respective languages that are equally not understood, but still bring up laughter between the two.
From the sofa Nara enjoyed eating her afternoon while watching her husband and son. He smiled at their interactions that looked very close and filled with affection.
"Owh .. owh ... owh ...."
Nara approached them and took Raga and carried her to be humiliated.
"Uuuh .. Unfortunately, I'm tired of playing with Dad, son? Yuk, now Raga bobok first. Uuumph ....!!!" Nara kissed the fat cheeks of her beloved baby.
Yoga sigap took out a sling scarf and helped Nara wear it. Then the woman secured the position of the baby and began to put Raga to sleep while swaying slowly to cradle her baby.
Without making a sound, Nara signaled to Yoga so that the man immediately ate the shipment from Aunty Arum earlier.
Yoga left a kiss of affection for Raga and Nara before moving away and sitting on the couch eating a simple but delicious prank.
Half an hour later, Raga was already completely asleep. Nara let go of her sling and laid the little baby on her bed. He covered the body of the son and kissed his forehead with a smile on his lips.
After Nara closed the mosquito net over Raga's bed, Yoga approached and hugged his wife from behind. Although she was used to the hug, Nara still always pounded with every friendly treatment of her husband.
"I love you, Ra ...!"
Yoga's hands were already tightly coiled around Nara's waist accompanied by a gentle whisper in her ear. Nara smiled with a gaze that was still staring at her baby from behind a mosquito net.
"I love you, baby!" Yoga continued his words and kissed Nara's cheek which instantly turned blushing.
Yoga is spoiled with his head resting on his wife's shoulder. Occasionally kissing Nara's shoulder makes the woman feel amused and slightly move her shoulders.
Nara touched and put her hands together with Yoga's hands that were still tightly hugging her. A sense of happiness permeated his heart filled the space.
"May God continue to bless our little family with uninterrupted happiness and continue to maintain the affection between the three of us." Yoga closed his eyes as he said the best prayer for his little family.
"Amale ...!!" nara said as she looked to the side and smiled looking at her husband.
Yoga who saw him immediately straightened his head and turned Nara's body to face him. Instantly a loving aura warms the atmosphere around them.
Nara's pair of clear eyes were fixed with a pair of sharp Yoga eyes that always turned shady every time she looked at him.
For a moment their eyes locked on each other without any sound being spoken from both their lips.
Nara's hands had already moved around Yoga's waist, while Yoga's hands held his wife tightly until they tightened their bodies without a bulkhead.
Their heart beat violently with breath that began to hold back because of the happy spur that snapped the chest.
And in the following minutes, who did not know who started it first, their faces began to approach each other and cut the distance between the two.
Closing each other's eyes with hearts shrouded in the turmoil of love, Nara and Yoga slowly unite their lips, stick together and share warmth.
Nara was no longer able to stem the fine sizzle that filled her warmed chest cavity. Her heart continues to doubt the vibrations of love that lead her to follow the movements of the lips Yoga that began to be felt on her pink lips.
Yoga felt a reply from Nara's lips that began to compensate for the slow movements of her lips. Everything just flows, as they begin to enjoy their kiss.
The two lips that had felt wet continued to reciprocate warm kisses gently alternately and endlessly.
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