Next to Heart

SEASON TWO

I'LL BE WITH YOU

Happy reading gengks

There are many typos

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👉 Imran POV

After feeding Dinda and taking care of the rest of our food, I rushed back to the room, I did not want to leave Dinda alone for now, She still looks traumatized by what she just experienced.

When I entered the room, I saw Dinda sitting on the head of the bed, her gaze pointing to the television that was showing one of the flying fish soap operas, but it seems that Dinda was not so focused on the television show.

I sat beside Dinda who was daydreaming, probably because of the movement beside her, Dinda turned to me, but still with a difficult gaze to interpret.

"You tired? just rest first, I will always be with you, until you fall asleep" said I persuaded.

Dinda did not flinch, her two neutrals still faithfully stared at me.

I tried to sit closer and closer to her, but Dinda remained unmoved, I stroked her beautiful mane back lovingly, and then I kissed her forehead with a very deep feeling.

"Why you, baby?" tanyaku.

"It's not me" again those words that Dinda said.

"Mas know it's not you who do it, I believe in you, and you also have to believe in the same mas, hmm" I pulled Dinda in my arms, can I feel if the t-shirt I wear is a little wet, looks like Dinda's crying again in my arms.

"Cry dear, take out all your pain, spill all your sadness, I won't forbid you if it makes you better" I took a deep breath, trying to strengthen my heart so as not to be vulnerable because of my woman's pain.

I can feel Dinda who is getting closer to her embrace, I also tighten my hold, we give each other strength in this situation, Dinda heard who was still as excited, making my heart again inhaled, he said, it's incredible the pain that man gave my woman.

"Cry dear, take it all out, but promise me that after this you must return to being a strong woman, and we will face it all together, I will never leave you dear"

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Two days passed, Dinda had begun to calm down a bit, the day seemed to leave a deep burden of trauma, but I believed Dinda was my most powerful and patient woman, we will all pass together.

Twins has always been a consolation for Dinda, slowly the sweet smile that had been lost for two days was already beginning to be seen adorning my tiny Dinda lips, grateful we have these wonderful little angels.

This afternoon I plan to take my little family on vacation, it happens that today is a weekend, it has been a long time since we did not visit the beach, maybe by bringing Dinda to visit the beach, it will lessen my halal lover's grief a little.

I woke up in the morning, when I realized Dinda was not there beside me, but last night we were still sleeping together while hugging, more precisely Dinda who fell asleep in my arms.

"Honey" I called Dinda, but there was no answer.

I got up and walked to the bathroom in a hurry, maybe Dinda was in there, but when I opened the bathroom door, my woman wasn't in, where was Dinda? my question is in my heart.

I rushed down to the kitchen because my sense of smell had smelled a very fragrant smell from there, and it was true that Dinda was turning her back on me, looks very cool struggling with the frying pan without realizing my presence, it turns out my halal lover is preparing breakfast.

"Honey" I cried to Dinda. I hugged his body from behind and I put my head on his shoulder.

"Wake you up?" dinda asked without taking her eyes off the frying pan. Both of his hands were still agile stirring the fried rice he was making.

"Mas fell asleep very soundly, I couldn't bear to wake him up"

"Other times wake up, my dear, let me help you" I drowned my face into my woman's neck, and inhaled the aroma of her body deep into my canduku, made Dinda feel careless and unyielding to sniff her shoulders.

"Geli mas" his whine spoiled.

I was getting anxious with his behavior, immediately I turned off the stove that was still burning, making Dinda upset because the cooking was not yet perfect.

"Mas" he said annoyed, while turning to look at me with pouting lips, "It's not yet mature perfect mas" said Dinda.

Without a lot of words, I immediately sip Dinda's tiny lips that are blushing pink, slow and soft, at first Dinda did not reply because she was still upset, but soon Dinda was lulled with my game, Dinda was lulled by my play, and reply to every luma*tan I give you.

I bite his lower lip, so I can more freely explore every inch in his mouth, luma*tan which was originally very soft it turned wild, Deca*pan for Deca*pan witnessed our activities in the kitchen that morning.

I lifted Dinda's tiny body and sat her on the table, Dinda automatically put her hands around my neck, our activities continued until we felt the lack of oxygen and then I let go of my pagu*tan.

"I miss you dear" I whispered softly in Dinda's ear, I tried to withstand the turmoil that was ready to explode, but Dinda just fell silent, it seems that Dinda was also trying to dampen her desire.

Back I mema*gut lips Dinda who had begun to swell because of our hot activities just now, the longer I felt increasingly unable to stem my maleness that already felt like rebelling, the more, until a voice surprised me and Dinda, who suddenly made us wave.

"Dad, what's the Mother?"

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Well, so if you want to be friendly and not in the kitchen, ckckck

Miss kasih part uwu - uwu used to be yah gengks, before we entered into a great conflict.

Conflict this time will really be the toughest test of love for Imran and Dinda, please dear readers can pray Imran and Dinda stay united.

Forgive Miss, if this part seems like there is less, it's all because Miss is less focused, but later Miss will try to revise again, if there is less pleasing, if there is less pleasing, can you tell Miss which part to revise.

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