
Dimas kissed her and whispered into her ear.
“I want to change clothes, do you want to see it?” dimas smiled ignorantly.
“Ah no.” Dira realized then immediately went out of the room dimas, closed the door and leaned in front of the door, holding his chest that was pounding.
Dira patting both cheeks. “conscious dira..conscious!”
after he closed the room door dimas, dimas took the pants dropped and then put them in the bag on the bed and then took a change of clothes for him to wear.
finished changing into clothes from his room.
he saw the door of his room open.it looked like he was sitting on the bed.
“we leave at epokan aja yes, I want to fall first.my body is still sore.” dimas said a little loudly from the middle room so that they heard his words. dimas put his body on the sofa while closing his eyes, and, and fell asleep there.
Dira heard the words dimas but did not say anything.dira was calming his troubled heart after a sudden attack from dimas.
moments later, he came out of the room.he approached the sleeping dimas and sat down close to his husband's face.
But when he kept his body away, dimas pulled his hands up from his sleep and told him to sit on the same sofa.
Dira sat down then dimas put his head in his lap facing his silvery which began to grow.
“hallo papa's son, what are you doing?” dimas said while sticking his ear to his stomach.
Suddenly his stomach moved as if a small object was pushing towards his ears.
“wah he's moving? tanya dimas with antusian asked for an explanation on dira.
"yes, my brother, his movements have also been getting louder and more frequent." explained dira.
"hemm sorry baby, but rarely do you talk?" say dimas again towards the stomach
dimas feels happiness when the baby in the stomach moves.
"well inside the beautiful papa boy, papa promises you will talk every day.ok? ”. dimas said while stroking her stomach gently.
Dira stroking head dimas. A happy smile adorned his face.
Dimas woke up and close his seat beside him. holding his hand tightly.
he looked at his face with a loving look and then dimaa kissed his forehead.
dira closed his eyes.to feel the comfort created by the grip of the hand and lips dimas still attached to his forehead.
dimas feels peace when he can touch his wife, as well as him.
a feeling they had long since married that day.
"may this be the beginning that allows us to have each other" the inner dimas.
dimas let go of his kiss and rested his head on his shoulder.
they stayed in that position for quite a while.
both heartbeats are getting faster and harder.
it may be true said the Javanese saying witing tresno jalaran sokokulino (love arises because it is accustomed)
they live one roof, every day meet, eat together and get used to filling each other's emptiness of heart each makes both understand what they want and need both. foster a bond that no one else can understand.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, dimas left for their parents' house.
Inside the car dimas gave a small piece of paper bearing the number of a woman named DELIA.
"who is this brother? "asked dira curious.
"your best friend.I don't know him, so you can find his own year." replied Rama while driving his car.
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forgive typo and plot that is still messy yes.received criticism and suggestions to help me improve this story.thanks a lot..