Next to Heart

SEASON TWO

HOMECOMING

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sorry if typo's scattered

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Imran re-clutched the body of Dinda who is still sobbing, in his heart Imran continues to condemn his stupidity, he promised to avenge Soraya and Dimas, also men who disguise as his client.

Dinda fell asleep after feeling tired from crying, plus the long journey earlier this morning made her body feel a great sleepiness, Imran put Dinda to sleep in the hotel room where she was staying, after that Imran contacts Rio to guard the Twins until he and Dinda return.

Time passed so quickly, it did not feel like twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Dinda woke up from her sleep and circulated her gaze to the corner of the room, slowly her memories began to gather, she said, Dinda also blinked to adjust the bias of the light entering the retina of his eye.

Dinda looked for her husband, but she found no one in the room.

"Mass" called Dinda, but there was no answer.

Dinda got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. About ten minutes later, Dinda was done, when she came out of the bathroom, Imran came from the entrance.

"Where's the gas?" dinda asked, the two neutrals accidentally glanced at the paper bag carried by Imran.

"Wake up, baby?" dinda's questions were answered as well by Imran.

Dinda just nodded softly, "Where did it come from?" Dinda asked again when she did not get an answer from her husband.

"Mas from below, order food, all buy you a change of clothes, this abs we immediately return, mas lazy long here" said Imran.

Imran walked towards the bathroom, but before he stopped right in front of the wife, and kissed Dinda's forehead gently, Dinda closed her eyes enjoying the kiss of the husband.

"Beauty first, you wait for the service room with food, the ashes we eat and go straight home, well" Imran stroked Dinda's cheeks dear, a gentle smile adorning the lips of the woman. Dinda also nodded.

This was what Imran liked most about his wife, the smile that made her after being washed away.

Imran stepped into the bathroom, before long there was a knock from the door, Dinda rushed to open the door and right, a waiter delivered lunch to the couple who had just been rocked by the small storm.

The waiter said goodbye after delivering the order into the room, Dinda prepared the food while waiting for her husband to finish.

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Soraya's room.

"Aduhhh" Dimas' groan was heard in the silence of Soraya's room, where he had obtained Imran's bogem stamp.

"Soraya's pants" heed Dimas while holding the pain on his face, one hand holding a bruise that was being treated by Soraya, while the other was used to support his body on the bed.

"It's also been slow" Soraya grumbled because Dimas couldn't stay still since he was treated, occasionally Soraya accidentally pressed the cotton she used to wipe Dimas' wounds because she was annoyed to hear Dimas who continued to complain.

"Eat him, so the man did not be soft, so just lose to Imran" said Soraya annoyed, again pressing the cotton in his hand.

"Adudududhhh" Dimas again grimaced, "Do you want to kill me?" hardik Dimas's.

"Yes, just treat your own wounds" Soraya threw the cotton that she was holding towards the trash can on the bedside, annoyed that Dimas just kept on snapping it from earlier.

As Dimas moved from where he was sitting, he left Soraya alone in the room, his goal now just to calm down, all the plans he had put together with Soraya had failed miserably.

Dimas took the elevator to the top floor of the building, his current goal is to calm down at the hotel rooftop.

Dimas sat pensively looking at the expanse of the rose garden in the rooftop, his gaze far away glared towards the flowers that were blooming.

Both of his black netra looked at one by one the flowers that were infested by beetles, his mind drifting somewhere.

"Do I have to give up? it's hard to take Dinda from Imran" Dimas monologue.

It had occurred to her mind not to disturb the relationship of Dinda and Imran, but her little heart was always in revolt, she loved Dinda very much, her heart refused to give up, half her soul had already left to Dinda, she had already given up, letting go of Dinda was the same as making himself lose half his breath.

But in one corner of his hidden heart there was a feeling he could not express, a sense that he could not bear to separate Dinda from Imran, but again his ego refused to budge.

"I should be able to take Dinda, no matter what, only Dinda can bring me back to life and feel Love" Dimas tried to encourage himself.

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After lunch was over, Imran immediately invited Dinda home, he was fed up of being there for a long time.

Imran did his vehicle split the road that is not too crowded, it took two hours finally the car driven by Imran finally out of the highway.

Along the way, Dinda did not say much. The mother-of-three was just busy counting the vehicles passing the car she was driving, her eyes not being sidetracked from the glass window of her husband's car.

Several times Imran tried to invite Dinda to talk, but her lover did not respond too much to the words of the husband, he just smiled thinly and then looked out the window again.

Imran just sighed softly, he knew very well at this time Dinda was not angry with him, seen from his attitude that could still smile warmly, but his wife was definitely not okay.

Imran continued to drive his vehicle through the streets, his left hand continued to hold tightly Dinda's hand, while his right hand he used to drive, occasionally the man stole a glance at Dinda, but the woman remained silent unmoved, her gaze was still the same as when leaving the hotel.

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