LOVE NARA

88 KEEP MYSELF IN YOUR HEART

In the afternoon, after bathing Raga and giving her Breastfeeding until the baby was well asleep, Nara put her to bed.

After feeling safe as usual, Nara left Raga and went into the bathroom to clean up.

Fifteen minutes later, Nara finished her bath and came out wearing a home-made negligee, a garment that clings to her body comfortably, as comfortable as she feels every time she is in her husband's arms.

"Yoga ...." Nara called the name softly while combing her hair that was still half wet. The corner of her lips curled a sweet smile, as sweet as the attention she always felt from her husband.

All about Yoga now always overshadowed his steps, filled his days, making him never the slightest bit able to get away from the shadow of the man.

The man who had opened the door of his heart and entered into it in an unusual manner. The way that hurt, made him hate, until finally began to miss and now he feels the fear of losing himself.

"What's wrong with me now? Why is he always in my mind? Did I really start to save flavor for her?"

Nara put down her comb, rubbing her clean glowing face even without polishing any makeup. Staring at her own reflection in the mirror, she recalled Yoga again.

She left him after a while before giving a gentle kiss on Yoga's lips and making him unwilling to leave.

Nara saw her own face met with red as she recalled the incident. Especially after that, Yoga did not release the body of the wife from her warm embrace.

"Why is my heart happy just by remembering you and imagining you?"

Nara grabs her phone and opens the gallery menu. She moves her index finger over the screen, looking for a photo she once got from an online business news story discussing the profile of a Yoga Mahendra, her husband.

Nara secretly kept the photo. Yoga photo standing in neat clothes complete with casual suit, is giving a speech at an award ceremony for young entrepreneurs.

Smiling proudly looking at the charming photo, Nara said softly while looking at the handsome face that was clearly plastered on the screen of her phone.

"Me and Raga are grateful to have you. Thank you for all your love and affection for us. I pray that time will continue in favor of our togetherness and happiness."

Tok ... tokk .. tokkk ...!!!

Nara stood up and put her phone on the table and walked towards the door. He opened the door but there was no one there.

But then, a hand stretched out from the side by holding a white rose bouquet with a red rose stem in the center, as he usually received from ....

"For my beloved wife." Nara was surprised to hear a heavy voice as she expected.

Yoga reveals herself after hiding beside the door so Nara can't see her. The flower was handed over to the wife who was still stunned looking at him in disbelief.

"Ga, you ....?!"

"I told you earlier, I don't want to sleep alone in the hospital. I want to sleep with my wife and son."

Nara's innocent face, which was still fresh after bathing, turned blushing to hear the words of Yoga who was still holding out flowers for her.

Still with flushed cheeks Nara received the flowers her husband gave her and kissed the ends of her chains.

"Thank you."

Recalling Yoga's recent recovery and arrival from the hospital, Nara immediately grabbed her husband's arm and took him in and sat down on the sofa.

Nara placed the Yoga giving flower on the table.

"Sir picked you up?" ask Nara while taking a glass of water that is always available on the desk and give it to Yoga to drink.

"Doctor Danu brought me along, and he too will go to the airport to return to his city."

"You must have forced yourself to go home." Nara received the empty glass and placed it back on the table.

"Because I can't be away from you, baby." Yoga holds the wife's hand and gives a soft kiss on the back of her hand.

"I'll go to the kitchen first. You need anything?" Nara stood up and waited for Yoga's reply, but the man shook his head.

"I just need you to be with me always."

Yoga smiled as he caught a glimpse of the embarrassed hue on his wife's face. He then chose to look at Raga who was still sleeping soundly on top of her bed that was glittering.

"Dad's home, son. I miss holding you and playing with you." Yoga eyes glow warm and shady staring at his sleeping baby.

There is a day that sags in the chest, considering the time he has will not be long and maybe he will never be able to see and watch his son grow up and grow up later.

"I'm sorry if I can't stand by you in the future. Please take good care of Mom and be a good boy who will always pray for Dad and Mom, even though Dad is not with you anymore."

Yoga eyes glaze over as they pour all their feelings and hopes on the beloved baby.

"Never be sad again for any reason. Always smile and be happy with me and with Raga."

Unwittingly Yoga, Nara had already walked into the room and stood next to him with a gentle, heart-warming smile. Her fingers rubbed her husband's face and wiped away the tears in her veins.

"We are grateful and we just enjoy everything that exists today and in the future. Because our job is to live, not to manage time."

Yoga was listening to Nara.

"Time is wholly God's, not us as mere doers. All we have is opportunity. The opportunity to be grateful, enjoy and make the most of the time that is still entrusted to us."

Yoga contemplates all of Nara's words and begins to understand Nara's intentions. His heart felt much calmer after Nara herself calmed him down.

"Thank you for giving me new light and new spirit in my life. Keep coming with me, honey. I need you always."

Yoga grabbed Nara's body and held her tightly. Nara responded with a tighter warm embrace.

After a long embrace, Nara invited Yoga to sit back and enjoy a warm drink and a few pieces of cake she brought from the kitchen.

When going to take the cake, Yoga's hand accidentally touched Nara's phone lying next to the plate. Instantly the screen immediately lit up brightly and revealed a photo of himself that had been seen by Nara before his arrival.

Nara forgot to turn on the automatic lock, so that when touched the screen again lit up brightly and the photo could be seen clearly by the owner of the face and body enchanting it.

"Where did you get this picture, honey?"

Yoga noticed the photo and instantly knew when and where it was taken.

"Hasn't your photo already public consumption? Every event you attend, after which your photos will be scattered on all business news sites."

Shamefully Nara explained it because Yoga knew that she was secretly keeping a photo of the man.

"Am I not allowed to keep and have a picture of my own husband?" asked Nara with her meritorious cheeks.

Yoga smiles with a happy heart because now he knows that his wife also always remembers him and misses him.

"Save as many pictures as you want, baby. But the one that I really hope for and ask of you .., keep me always in your heart."

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