Married by Promise

Lioras

The evening when the sun is full of light is as happy as the earth, for some have entered the night horizon.

A silver-colored sports car has come out of the parking lot of Justin's apartment, a boy who is already considered a younger brother by Olif.

He now sits next to Varrel as the driver. Justin, the owner of the car, and Viki, Varrel's best friend. At just leave.

The two men who both had blue eyes could only cluck in annoyance, looking at the car that Varrel drove past and went through him on the highway.

They must both be forced to raise a taxi to go to the hospital, because Justin's sports car certainly does not fit for four people.

The weather is getting hotter, there are no clouds that cover the gap of the hot sun.

Flaming red lights and dead green lights made the highway even denser.

Now the car that Olif was riding suddenly stopped at one of the city parks. At first glance his wry eyes stared at the fountain in the middle of the garden.

But in the conspiracy of seconds then his gaze immediately turned towards Varrel who had first looked at him.

"Are we going to the hospital??" his tan was followed by his forehead wrinkled.

"Hem 'em. But that's later, after we stop by here for a while." said Varrel with a mouthful of fluffy smile and then rushed down from the car.

A small run turned the sports car around and opened the car door next to Olif was all due respect.

It was like welcoming Queen Elizabeth.

Olif giggled at Varrel like that, It feels like she's just a queen.

"I invite Her Majesty the Queen down with all due respect" Varrel said as he extended his hand followed by a slight bow.

"What are you doing??" Olyf seemed to be unable to bear to laugh anymore he wanted to laugh out loud laughing at what Varrel did.

But for a moment he remembered that he was now in a crowd of people.

Elegantly Olif welcomed her husband's helping hand after which he grabbed her hand and directly walked towards where Varrel was demanding.

Varrel took Olif to one of the empty chairs made of white iron. The chair was located right under a large Hagu tree.

Varrel invited Olif to sit first, with great talent he hinted Olif to sit still, without saying anything or leaving.

Olif nodded the sign already understood. Then his eyeballs glanced towards Varrel stepping up.

From a distance Olif noticed Varrel who seemed to be buying something. Not too clear because it is blocked by the number of people who pass by.

And suddenly the two beads of her eyes no longer catch the figure of the man who is the status of her husband. Olif turned her face glancing to the right and to the left but both of her eyeball seeds did not also find the male figure she was looking for.

A sense of uneasiness also struck Olif's heart, he impatiently rose to be more free to find her husband.

Unwittingly Olif two palm tanga in a very soft style covered Olif's eyelids. To the point of making the woman a little surprised at not being able to see anything else.

"Maaassss" terka Olif, she could feel from the touch if the one covering her face was her husband.

"Let's guess what I brought you...??" said that guy who was none other than Varrel himself.

"Masss, loose. Can't see." whined Olif blubbering his lips.

"Guess what I brought you??"

"I don't know, Olif's eyes are closed where they can see" he said.

"You sure don't want to guess, give it up."

"Chem'em."

Varrel slowly moved his hand.

"Taraaa" Varrel showed what he had bought.

"Es cream." Olif's eyes were perfectly rounded, when he saw an ice cream wall with the variety he liked the most, chocolate.

While Varrel smiled happily to see him. Olif's face is now troubled because Olif Eskrim Wall is so fast. Make Varrel gemes himself see it.

"Honey wait." prevent Varrel stop Olif licking the ice cream, his stocky hand holding Olif's head back.

Then without warning Varrel kissed Olif's ranum lips so gently, sucking all the ice cream marks that were stuck in the area of his wife's spoiled lips.

An opium-like lip for Varrel just to enjoy it, it felt like the pleasure was matchless. No matter how many pairs of eyes were staring at the two of them.

Varrel stopped his kisses as he felt Olif was already overwhelmed by holding his breath. His breathless breath made Varrel seem to ask for more than just a kiss.

"Please stop, we're in the garden." stop Olif who knows what her husband's lustful gaze means.

"Ckkk shit."

"As I think we should get to the hospital immediately, Viki and Justin must have gotten there already" Olif again managed to make Varrel nod.

Both of them went back to their parked cars.

*****

At exactly eleven o'clock in the afternoon the silver sports car finally arrived at the hospital basement.

Varrel parked the sports car first and then he and Olif stepped into the hospital.

On the other hand Justin cussed his frustration with the two husband and wife. His hunting breath made him so upset.

"Look at Viki, they're both always late. Are they always like that, not consistent." grumbled Justin seemed to have run out of patience waiting for the two creatures of God.

"They both seem to be doing us a lot of work." said Viki.

"Just look if they both come I'll definitely knock Varrel's head off, so men are undisciplined." Justin said again, without him knowing that Varrel and Olif are behind him.

"What you said just now, repeat again" Varrel said in a note of emphasis.

"K-Sister V-Varrel." Viki and Justin rounded their eyes as wide as possible shortly after turning their faces away. And found Varrel and Olif were already behind him.

"I want to hear again what you said just now, let's quickly repeat it again." said Varrel who immediately raised a deadly gaze.

"Edhhh... Kanda brother, don't take heart." Justin revealed his white teeth neatly lined up as his hands clenched. He changed his face as much as possible.

"Kauuuu"

"Yes, this hospital is not good to make a scene." cut Olif who immediately pulled the hand of her husband to stay away from Justin.

"Why did Viki's sister not say that Varrel's brother had come." whispered Justin staring intently at Viki.

"Where do I know, I'm a shaman." ketus Viki then floated a step following Olif and also Varrel.

****

"Where's the room...??" ask Varrel.

The reason is already aisle by aisle he and others pass but did not find the roar of the main model of the Grammy award they were looking for.

"That's the room." point Justin toward the end of the room.

The room is specifically for patients with VVIP coma. They also accelerated footsteps, until it sounded a little rough hitting the floor.

Arriving at the door they were headed to slowly Justin opened the door that was already in a whole white paint. The door that becomes a barrier between one room to another room.

At the same time they threw their foot steps into the room.

"Liora."

"Wallet."

Seriate.