My Lovely Cousin's

Chapter 68: Rinai Rain

Zara Pov's

He present brings tranquility in my soul, freeing the fear that shackles. My father has left this world with half the heart I have given him. Dad was my first love man, my purpose in life, my lamp in the dark. His passion was replaced by the wingless angel figure of Father's messenger, Brother Ran.

We were sitting next to each other at a bus stop at the moment. This morning, Kak Ran took me for a walk around the apartment building. About 1 kilo from the apartment building where the stop is. Sit waiting for the rain to stop. Today it rained so hard, even the road was flooded. Some of the jackets I wear are wet.

When I put the hair behind my ears, I suddenly felt a warm breath from Ran's sister. His face approached with a passionate glare. My heart raced quickly, it turned out that even though I was married, the feeling of warmth and heart beat that felt strange was still there even stronger sensation. Believe me, marriage is beautiful. Everything you want to do can be done without having to remember the limits. You know what Kak Ran said?

"I'm entitled to your whole body, and you can't refuse. Remember, I'm your husband."

Well when Kak Ran said that I snorted, resigned. After he said that, my lips would continue to be soaked by his blasphemy, almost every quarter of an hour he asked to be kissed. But I always liked Kak Ran's treatment, he was never rude. He must have done it gently and lovingly.

And now, at this stop, Brother Ran again wetted my lips with a gentle kiss. He paused for a moment. "Your lips are pale, you need my vitamins." she said with a smile, always guessing at my thoughts questioning her actions. And that smile always brought me to her knees. Charming and hypnotizing.

Silence was created in the middle of our warm kiss, only the splashing of rain falling on the roof of the stop. Brother Ran stroked gently behind my ears causing a tingling feeling that thrust into my chest.

Afterwards, Kak Ran released the link of our lips. With the same smile.

"I love you" he said.

"I love you more." replied me in such a soft tone. I knew he heard my voice but it wasn't so clear because of the rain that covered him.

"Are you cold?" his gaze turned worried as he held my pale hand.

I smiled at her worried look, I took the question without hesitation. And at that moment he took me into his arms. Warm. That's how I feel.

"Actually I want us to play in the rain, but it looks like my beloved is cold, I'm afraid you're sick."

I looked at Kak Ran's jacket button on his side and then pointed my finger to play the thing. "If you want, I can. After all, rain is a blessing, so I'm sure it won't hurt." I said. Sounds plain indeed. But right now that's what's on my mind.

"So you want it too?" Brother Ran stared downwards, our eyes meeting.

"Since. But I waited for Brother to take me first." Like a child, I don't know why my voice became like that. Impressed plain and spoiled.

"really?" Brother Ran made sure. I'm nodding. And then I saw on his face a smile as sweet as sugar.

The next second Kak Ran fixed our podisi then twisted, not forgetting he held my hand and put it in his jacket pocket.

"Come." take her.

I stepped in following Kak Ran's movements. Our entire body had been wet to the deepest layer of clothing. Stopping at a place surrounded by various kinds of flowers, Kak Ran plucked one purple and then attached it to my ear.

"Great flowers for beloved lovers."

Really if I am now a chocolate then I can be sure my form is not solid anymore, I melumer due to the beautiful sentence that Ran said.

Ran Pov's

Well-favoured. One word came to my head when I looked upon this masterpiece of God, Zara. Praise and gratitude were unceasingly expressed in my heart, God gave me the gift of an acting little wife whom I loved dearly.

Yesterday I mentioned his name in a promise in front of everyone, creating a deep sacred impression when we officially became husband and wife. Then last night I made her cry because of my snickering. After that I came to apologize to him and took the most precious thing from him, first dawn is not first night. And now we are in a beautiful garden full of all kinds of flowers. Under the rain that soaked our bodies, I attached one of the flowers I picked up to his ear. It's purple, the color of Zara's innocence.

I clasped his hands together and stretched our bodies around in circles. My beloved brother was carving a beautiful smile on his lips. She's happy.

We were still circling around holding hands. After a while, he stopped. Zara let go of our hands and held her head.

"Ahh dizzy." yelled Zara. All of a sudden, I feel worried. I grabbed her body into my arms.

"Too tight yeah?" ask me. My heart fizzed at the question that came from my own mouth. What the fuck is my question? But Zara nodded.

After that I ran around the park, screaming as loud as possible and channeling all the happiness that peaked in our hearts. No matter the surroundings, the park is quiet and we are certainly very free. The rain did not stop either. What I feel right now is happy. Well, I'm happy to have a life partner like Zara.

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On the other hand a man walked hastily towards a steep cliff without fear under the torrential rain. The man seemed troubled, his face bent and full of sadness. A girl ran towards him while calling the man's name.

"Rakaaaaa." she shouted.

Raka shook her head and continued to step up at the end of the cliff, he stopped. Gazing towards the ravine before him, tears dripped faintly on his cheeks due to the rainwater. The girl who was chasing him earlier also stopped a meter behind him.

"Why did you follow me here Tahira?" raka asked without turning her body to the girl who turned out to be Tahira, her twin sister.

"Because I still love you. Come on Raka, you shouldn't be doing this. You're a man, why are you so weak? Things will not change if you continue to grieve." cried the girl. Intentionally to impress sharply at the hearing of the man so that he is aware, if his current actions are wrong.

Raka hissing. "I know you love me as a brother. But you don't know anything!"

"Of course I know, although our brotherly relationship is still not long. But I know Raka, I know you're hurt to see Zan marry the man he loves so you were desperately absent yesterday. I know Raka, I know! You went to vent your sorrows at the bar." Tahira. Raka's face changed immediately. How did she know she was going to the bar? "You should have accepted all this, your destiny line is not for Zan! Your presence in his life is just a passing wind." continued Tahira.

Somehow Tahira's speech made Raka feel drawn to the sharp knife right about her heart. For a second his breath stopped, Tahira's words were reality. His life line wasn't destined for Zara. Instantly his legs were squeezed, Raka was thrust to the ground. Sitting with his chest. Stuffy.

Tahira approached his twin brother, hugged him and stroked the man's head. "Forget Zan! There are still billions of girls in the world. You just choose and love!"

"You think loving is easy, huh? Love is not a palm that is easily reversed and immediately shows the other side. Love is complicated, so complicated I realized too late that I love her. And my consciousness carries a sense of regret within me to this day, I regret having been rude to Zara. I feel so lost, Tahira!" raka's breath is hunting.

"Why do you feel lost? Have you ever had Zara?" Tahira frowned.

"Of course!" Raka was hysterically screaming. The feeling in his heart was so hurt. "I was Zara's first lover before the man! But because of my stupidity, Zara missed. Aaakkkhh."

Right now Raka's breath was wheezing due to the emotional scream she just spoke. His back moved up and down as a heavy breath shot out from his sense of smell.

Again Tahira hugged the burly body full of emotion, calming him down. As a good older brother, Tahira channeled calm to Raka. Slowly but surely the man's emotions subsided.

"Aurora Antares, Papa's got that woman for you" Tahira said.

Raka was stunned to look at her sister in disbelief. "Why should he?"

"Because Papa knows, Aurora is your first love" Tahira replied. Raka threw away her face.

'Aurora.' Inner Raka. The name seemed to still be imprinted in the depths of the man's heart.

Tahira grabbed onto Ran's sturdy shoulder while turning the man's gaze back at her. "You still love him, don't you?"

Rain drops continued to drench his body, Raka bowed with the look of flat eyes. Will tomorrow be better than today after Aurora returns? Batin Raka still guessed. Because after hearing the name called, his heart raced fast.