Not Planned Love (R3)

.48-Collapse of Distance, Space, and Time.

📚.48-Loss of Distance, Space, and Time.

"It's about distance, space, and time stretching. Crossing is like a barrier between me and you." - Arsyad An-nass Senopati Az-zzioi

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"Where are you guys from?"

Two of Adam's children of different ages were surprised in his position. A firm voice coming from the figure who was still wearing his work suit. The dashing man who sat on the sofa, while enjoying a cup of black coffee Toraja was seen staring at the two full of intimidation.

"What time is this?" His bawling bead glanced at the rolex clock that adorned his wrist.

"Dylan?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Tell me what's wrong?" The young man gulped his saliva with great difficulty.

"Where did you take Kara?"

"Dinner's o'm." Said Dylan steadily.

"Where?"

"Caffe memories, um."

"Till last night?" Tanya Tyoga, full of emphasis.

"Sorry, I brought Kara to Grandma's house." Said the man named Dylan.

"Mother is in Yogyakarta. You forgot?"

'Gosh, I forgot?!' Inner Dylan died a flea.

"Om can phone the grandmother's residence, just ask if you don't believe. I took her to my grandmother's house to take Kara to visit her sunflower garden. There's a bodyguard coming along."

Tyoga looked at his younger brother's son closely.

"Kara?" Call her.

"Yes papih."

"Did you call your husband?" The semi-green girl nodded.

"Where's your phone?"

"In the papih room," said the beautiful girl honestly.

"Pack."

"Packaged?" Confused Kara.

"Your husband in people's slaps, you're not curious about his circumstances?"

"In a slap?!" Shocked Kara, shoked.

"Packaged. Papih will take you home."

"Really?" The girl's hazelnut beads sparkled happily.

"Hm."

Kara's happy not to play. Immediately, the beautiful girl ran towards her father. Flowing into the arms of a beautiful man who has been single for a long time. Hugging his super daddy tightly, channeling all the happiness that he soy sauce because finally LDR-lakoni done over.

"Happy?"

"Yes. Kara's happy to see Yanda again."

Kara replied, loosening her embrace.

"By leaving the papih?" Kara looked up, looking at her father.

"Bapi the only one. Papih has a place in Kara's heart."

The middle-aged man nicknamed crazy rich surabaya smiled thinly. Really, it feels happy to be able to restore the princess' sweet smile. The jewel he had guarded for 17 years, with all his might and effort.

"And that husband of yours, occupying the other room in the heart of this papih princess?"

Kara smiled sumringah. The red hue on her cheek was more than enough to describe how she felt.

Cup

"Fraight is happy, Kara is happy." Tyoga said, after leaving a brief kiss on the head of the princess.

"Kara too, dear equally papih." The girl replied, making Tyoga laugh.

Kara-daughter is also a longing remedy for him. The little princess who had been living in pettiness because of the status of the two clans that flowed in her body. However, the affection he showed in the form of security that was too over, was only a form of protection as a father.

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The fragrant aroma of extrat citrus wafted, meeting the sense of smell. The manly citrus aroma is expressed thanks to the soap used by handsome men who are struggling behind the bath up. Tired because of the case at school today, coupled with the tutoring schedule also monthly caffe meetings, workshops are also managed gyms, making various mind loads accumulate. Soaking in warm water, it could be used as an alternative to alkalize the brain. While thinking for a moment, about the miss that cultivates.

In the lyrics for a moment, the nightstand holds the toiletries. There is a pair of toothbrushes, toothpaste, liquid soap bottles are strikingly colored, in tune with a similar colored shampoo bottle. The colorful toiletries belonged to his little wife. He even memorized the usual soothing aroma after his wife took a bath.

8 Days counted already, he had a long distance relationship with his little wife. During that time, he had only exchanged news once. Even in a short time, so in a hurry. But how else, all of that must be done patiently and sincerely.

In taste enough with the bathing event, the handsome man chose to move on to immediately complete his bathing event. There is something to do after the shower. Several tasks await him to finish immediately. Especially school work tasks.

While rubbing a small towel to dry his hair, the handsome man who only wore a towel to cover his waist until his knees were up. Letting the upper body exposed, with the water bulir still attached. He was alone in this spacious room. Usually, ah in back fantasizing about the habits of the wife. But it's the girl's habit, random things she does on a regular basis. Make him memorize all his routines.

"Yanda?"

The owner of the call looked quickly. The effects of longing? Until he could hear the voice of his wife.

"Astag." Inner Arsyad, while rubbing her back hair, riled.

"Yanda?"

Again, the handsome man was made stunned by the distinctive voice of his little wife. Is it true, so long as he can hear the voice of the wife?

Grep

"How to go home."

The dark man was surprised, of course. Especially when a tiny hand wrapped around her waist. Accompanied by a familiar voice that he so longed for, flowed close to the source of his hearing.

"Kara kangen."

Again, the handsome man could hear the voice realistically. The sounds and hugs coming from behind his strapping back. Is that right, he's here?

"Kara's...." Call confirmed.

"Hm."

"Kara?" Again, the man made sure.

"Hm." Answer the familiar voice behind her naked back.

"Where to go, yanda."

With a quick movement, the handsome man turned his body around. Making the two hands that were wrapped around him suddenly loosen. He just wants to see for real, this is reality or just an illusion.

"Kara?"

"Yes. It's Kara, yanda." Enthusiastic answer.

"How can you?"

"could. All Kara can do, so she can see yanda." Kara replied steadily, smiling brightly.

Arsyad no longer cares about the questions that are milling in his head. His request is only one moment, embracing the reality that is now presented before him. So, immediately he grabbed the tiny body. Pleasant familiar scented petite body. The aroma of fruits is also the fragrance of fresh flowers that always make it long. Missing, longing, longing.

What the world says, it doesn't care. When the heart has been touched by that miraculous feeling, Arshad will accept it openly. He has never felt his name falling in love. If this time the heart chooses its own master, what can it do? After all, there is already an official lebel that makes it fine if you fall in love with the creation of this one god. As long as, within the proper level.

"Kara kangen." Lirih the canti girl, still in the arms of the owner longs.

"Hm."

"Yanda too?" Ask.

"Hm."

"Kangen?"

"Hm."

Again, one dehumidification represents. Kara doesn't care what she says represents the answer to her question. The most important thing is the response he gets from the question. The close embrace of the man who issued the splash of citrus, certainly represents all the longings that are indeed settled. Stick to the old, along with the decay of the boundaries of distance, space, and time. Now, there is no barrier anymore intermediaries that stretch.

They are here, in the same place. Sharing a warm hug to channel longing. Complain to the owner of the heart, if anyone is so tormented during this time. Freeing the feeling, tightness is also empty that surrounds. A heart united by His destiny has now been reunited.

"Eh?"

"Why the hell lo? Uh, uh, why?" The protest of the man who had just hit the back of his twin.

"Davian in sono?" Designate it.

"Eh, yes. What's the boy's name?"

"We're samperin. Once he had no real intention."

"Seudzon lo, same sodara himself." Correction of the firstborn.

"Yes, just nebak. Davian is that." Said the youngest, winking his shoulder indifferently.

"Samperins." Intruction of the firstborn, possessed by the youngest.

"Heh, what's the matter? Tempted huh?" Ask the elder, patting his twin on the shoulder.

"Good dragon, surprise you!"

"Finally, your gestures are very suspicious bro. What about you, huh?"

"East." Imbuh the youngest.

"Seudzon lo the. I'm not nervous, I'm just hogging."

"Cont." Tell the two men at the same time.

"You both want to know I sint*ng! I'm just curious." Buy off.

"Yes?" Ask Davin and Aroon.

"Tuh, Romeo and Juliet who just met after LDR-an for 192 hours or 275,040 minutes long."

"Anjay, you know what."

"Gue knows yes! Count, an hour 60 minutes times how many hours in eight days. That's it, easy." Kekeh Davian was proud.

"Sok lo."

"Brisik lo, don't look at me anymore." Show me what the door is.

"What the hell?" Davin and Aroon.

"I told you, look at Sono. Dipake dong's eyes, brothers." Show Davian.

Davin and the curious Aroon chose to follow Davian's instructions. Both of the brown beads glared in shock.

"Astagfirullah?!" Shocked both at the same time.

No, not anymore surprised to see their eldest brother hugging his wife in there. Instead, a heatstroke spread in their ears. A death sting that reflex makes them turn around the body.

"Well, did you tell me that the fhotoshoot was just gnipping people?"

"Most powerful, potent." Tell third.

Lunar-woman who reached out to the ears of the eldest and the middle, forget the youngest who only gawked cengo while pleading. They forget, the main purpose of them out of the room is to become an impromptu model for the design of young people's clothes this season. Uh, the three of them got stuck in front of the door to someone's room.

"Aroon's here too, follow him, right?" The youngest nodded quickly.

"The one that showed me."

Si suelung and the middle glared unacceptable. "Eh, laknak's sister. Sok sukan you call brother if again gini?! If you follow your sins, answer me, honestly?!" Fresh Davian, don't take it.

"No, my brother."

Lunar looked at his two eldest sons sharply. "Really?"

"Davian mah's. Mah's brother is following doang." Defend Davin to yourself.

"Suer takewer kewer, mah. The Davian first. Brother is just passing by, isn't he deck?" Davin looked at Aroon in demand.

"Yes Ron?" The man nodded at a glance.

"good. So, now hackers over propesi become a ngintip ya?" Lunar stared at the sharp middle, after removing his jewel to the firstborn.

"Yes, uh not mah."

"Basic, whose son are you?"

"Your friends are papah. The three of us are the result of papa-shake"

"By the way, digress once more, mama circumcise you again?!"

"Don't dong mah?!" Jerit Davian did not accept.

Davin and Aroon giggled at the sight of the twin being tormented. Once in a while, let that top class playboy get his lesson. After all, it is true that Davian is the one who pings a lot of behavior. Subhanallah anyway, if it is related to the behavior of the top class playboy.

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TB

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Sukabumi January 14, 2021