LOVE NARA

99 JUST THE TWO

Yoga fondles Nara's head and gives her a gentle kiss at her peak. He held her tightly to Nara's body, which was still holding her very tightly. He still sounded and felt a sobbing over his chest.

"It's all over, honey. Difficult times we can go through together. We are strong because our love is strong. The power of our love that will always keep us together and inseparable."

Nara pulled her body and stared at Yoga softly.

"For ever?" ask the woman expectantly.

Yoga nodded then his hands cupped his wife's face and washed away the tears still visible there.

"For ever!" Without hesitation the man replied with certainty to make Nara's lips reveal her smile again.

One warm kiss on Nara's forehead followed by a brief kiss on her lips, given Yoga as a sign of sincere affection to the best woman of her heart. Nara closed her eyes and felt it in the depths of her heart.

Now she believes and believes, her love for Yoga is her true love. The love that he once considered was only limited to comfort because they were often together. But in fact, that love is the best love he has in all his life.

Nara opened her eyes and found that the charming face was still in front of her. He smiled happily. Thank you for the wonderful gift God gave her.

Giving a brief kiss reply on Yoga's lips, Nara then moved away and headed for the closet to take her husband's change of clothes.

"Let's have dinner together, shall we? I want to take you somewhere." Yoga is waiting for his wife's answer.

While carrying her husband's clothes, Nara nodded and smiled. While helping to put on the Yoga T-shirt, Nara stopped and looked back at her husband's chest.

This time he smiled, gently stroked her and left one more kiss there. The woman then took down the t-shirt worn by her husband to cover her body neatly.

"Where?" nara asked, wanting to know.

"The place we've never been."

Yoga kept it a secret until the two of them left, after leaving Raga at the home of her grandmother and grandfather.

The man drove his car towards the outskirts of the city which is a hilly area and rice fields. In his heart Nara began to wonder again, but held him in her heart.

"What do you think, honey?"

Yoga knows his wife must still be curious about their destination tonight.

"Just want to know where we're going." The pretty face turned towards Yoga who stared back at him with a stifled smile.

"My family has a villa in this area. But since mom and dad were gone, I never visited him again let alone stayed there."

Nara could feel the aura of longing that was clearly visible in the sentence after sentence that Yoga spoke. Her stretched right hand reflex touched her husband's shoulder and rubbed it gently, giving a smile to dispel the man's grief.

"So tonight we're going to go to that villa?" Nara confirmed her guess and Yoga nodded for sure.

"Yes, Honey. It's the first time I'll come back there and I want you to accompany me."

Nara smiled and continued to distract her husband so as not to get carried away by the sad atmosphere because she remembered her parents.

"Wherever you want to go and take me with you, I will definitely come along and always accompany you, Mas."

Yoga brought back his smile. His left hand took Nara's right hand, which was still on her shoulder, held her and held her on top of her chest.

"Thank you, honey. My life has always been full of happiness since you were by my side."

The man kissed his wife's hand and held her back until they reached their destination.

The front fence of the villa was opened by a middle-aged guard. Yoga opened the window and greeted him.

"Good night, Mr. Hasan."

The guard came over with a friendly smile.

"This is my wife, sir." Yoga introduces his wife with pride.

"Good night, Mr. Hasan. I'm Nara. It's nice to meet you, Father." Nara greeted and introduced herself.

Mr. Hasan replied to Nara's greeting and invited Yoga to take his car to the villa yard is very spacious and well maintained.

Out of the car, Yoga took his wife's hand into the villa. They were greeted by Aunt Siti, the wife of Mr. Hasan.

After greeting each other and getting acquainted with Nara, Auntie Siti came out to return to the back pavilion, where she lived with her husband.

Yoga locked the front door and brought Nara into the living room next to the dining room. At the dinner table, there was prepared a dinner dish that was neatly arranged for the two of them.

"Who prepared all this, my dear?" ask Nara.

"Aunt Siti assisted Mr. Hasan. They've been guarding this villa for a dozen years, ever since I was a teenager."

Yoga invited his wife to sit first, followed by him sitting in front of Nara. As time had gotten late, the two immediately enjoyed their dinner.

"Sorry, Honey. Our dinner was like a normal dinner. Not special and not romantic."

Yoga finished his last bribe, and noticed Nara still finishing her meal quietly. The woman smiled and shook her head.

"Wherever and whatever we eat, it will still feel good if there are loved ones with us. Because the most important thing is our gratitude for what we can still live and have today."

Yoga widened his smile after listening to Nara's reply. His wife was simple and always humble. Always accepting himself for nothing and never demanding in anything.

"I'm proud to have you as my wife, honey. You are the best for me and your presence is perfecting my life."

Yoga stood up and extended his hand to Nara who had already finished her dinner. They stood face to face, staring deeply at each other and locking eyes on each other.

"I love you so much, baby. Whatever I do to make you happy next to me."

Yoga kissed Nara on the forehead and invited her into one of the rooms in the front. Nara's heart began to thump. He thought of something that might happen between them tonight.

The man turned on the room lights, revealing the entire room that had been decorated so romantically with a lot of red rose petals scattered on the floor and on the bed.

"Mas, this is ...?" Nara did not continue the question. Instantly the embarrassment and nervousness had already made him speechless with a flushed face and an increasingly warm body.

Yoga tightens their bodies without a bulkhead, except for clothing that still limits the encounter between their skin.

"I want to spend this night alone with you, honey."

The sound of Yoga began to sting heavily and raucously. There was another turmoil that began to feel over his body.

"Do you mind if we stay here tonight?"

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