Not Planned Love (R3)

.71. About Hearts & Dreams

📚.71. About Hearts & Dreams

"I know what Grandpa asked for. I know what Grandpa's planning. However, I also know that you understand with certainty the heart and dreams that need to be maintained." - Atmariani Karamina Adriani

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"Yanda?" Call the beautiful girl, with a distinctive hoarse voice wake up.

"Hm. Already awake?"

He nodded, while adjusting his position to make it more comfortable. "Sorry, Kara fell asleep."

"Hm."

"Grandpa's not the same macem yanda, is he?" Waswas that pretty girl.

"For example?"

"Bluggish yanda, coercion, or hurt yanda verbally or nonverbally."

The beautiful man smiled thinly, while stroking the wife's bangs. "Sleep again. It's still night."

"Yanda, answer Kara's question first."

"About?"

"What did Grandpa ask?"

"What?"

"Yanda yahh." Ketus the beautiful girl, while drowning her face in the chest of the field of the husband.

While escaping from the social conversation, Kara headed straight for the northern pavilion, where her mother's private room was located. This is where he is. In his mother's private room. The place where his mother used to be big and live in Sakura country.

All the interior and exterior of the residential complex of Kara's grandfather's housing is still traditional. But the advantages, every guest who comes can really feel life in the era of the Japanese empire with a very thick.

There are no king-size or Queen-size beds like in her room and the Arsyad. There was only a traditional mattress on which they slept, and a blanket thick enough to warm the body. Even so, the place remains a very comfortable residence to live in.

"Why do you keep getting?" Whisper Kara, while keeping her hands on the chest of the husband's field.

"Hm?"

"Is there anything you're hiding from Kara?"

"No." Answer Arsyad as it is.

The beautiful girl looked up, looking at her husband from below. "It can't be used to lie." He said, touching the tip of the husband's lips.

"God doesn't like people to lie. Kara's the same, don't like it." He looked down, lowering his gaze.

"Yanda that-" Kara had not yet finished her speech, suddenly her back nape was pushed suddenly. Make his face back up and lean forward.

He had not yet asked why, his lips had already become a prisoner. He also did not know what this action meant. To be sure, the kiss her husband dropped this time was deep and full of meaning. Kara tried to dig into the implied meaning, but nil.

The handsome man completely captivated his lips without giving any reproach to loose. Kara alone until breath so often does not usually accept the treatment. It's his first time. This kiss was too intimate and overwhelming. Kara, who in fact is still lay, certainly can not compensate for the passionate desires of her husband.

"I can't." Lirih Arsyad, when he managed to release his captives.

His hand moved softly rubbed the lips of the wife who was red and slightly swollen because of his actions.

"I can't."

"You can't what?" Confused Kara.

"Sorry."

"Yanda?"

"sorry. I can't."

"Where are you going?!" Call Kara quickly. Because after saying his last sentence, the beautiful man immediately rushed to move. Leaving Kara with her surprise.

"Yanda why?" Confused the beautiful girl, while staring at the back of her husband who had moved away.

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"Yanda, let's hurry." Call the beautiful girl dressed in traditional Japanese.

The beautiful girl wearing traditional Japanese clothes looked very beautiful this morning. The clothes are called Yukata. One of the traditional Japanese clothing that is also popular in addition to kimono is yukata or often referred to as summer kimono. Yukata is a non-formal kimono that is very thin and made of cotton and easily absorbs sweat.

White fabric with full flower motif that is colourful, seems so suitable attached to the tiny body. Arsyad admits it.

However, the pain returned to touch his little heart. About Kara's grandfather's bluff last night. Arsyad can handle it for now, but later?

He had to rack his brain to find the best way out. Last night, he rejected the option Hatake Wataya had given him.

Giving a successor of his flesh blood was not an easy matter. Moreover, there were hearts and dreams that he had to take care of. It was impossible for him to break the confidence of his wife selfishly. In addition, Mana wanted Arsyad to let his lineage be raised and educated by others.

Mentally and age, he is not ready to be a father. From his thinking, he could conclude that the wife was too young to conceive. Even so far, last night's kiss was the most intimate skin-ship they've ever done. Both Arsyad and Kara are still laymen about things that require more intimate contact.

Arsyad thought all of that would evolve as time went on. He had a dream, even with his wife. Therefore he did not want his wife to be burdened. They are also still early to think about all of this.

"Yanda, how are you daydreaming?" Asked the beautiful girl who was waving her hand in front of the husband's face.

"Yanda was weird from yesterday. What the hell is it?" Ask curiously.

Arshad did not answer. The handsome man chose to bring his wife's tiny fingers into his grasp. In front of them was a fairly large pond with a beautiful traditional bridge. He wants to take his wife there.

"Yanda?"

"Yes. What's up?"

"You don't want to tell Kara something?"

"Hm."

"You know, yanda must be thinking something."

When they arrived on the bridge, Arsyad pulled his wife's arm slowly, to make her turn to face him.

They are not walking along the beauty of Osaka city. They are still in Kara's super duper grandfather's spacious residence. Several times they also had time to meet with the oyabuns who wanted to practice.

"Kara?"

"Yes. What's up yanda?"

"Would you come with me?"

"Where you go, Kara will come." The beautiful girl replied enthusiastically.

"You're free to get what you want, Kara. I will try my best to make it happen." continued Arsyad.

"You don't want to be a public figure like Mamih. Kara doesn't want to be a papih-like businessman either." Kara expressed her unwillingness.

"Want to travel the world to paint. Kara wants to be a painter."

Arsyad smiled faintly hearing that. "I'll as much as you support you to reach for it."

Kara smiled broadly. His hazelnut bead seemed enthusiastic. "Thank you."

"Whatever to you."

The smile of the beautiful girl grew even more. With a swift hand grabbed the jaw of the husband, before he pulled the face of the husband closer.

"Thank you, Kara is so good with you." Right in front of the husband's face.

Arsyad worked on both of his dark beads. Summarizing the happy expression that so radiated before him. Is that how happy his wife is? He could to the extent that he could see his wife's hazelnut bead curling up to form a perfect crescent moon while smiling as widely as it was today. Real pretty.

And so, when both pupils of his eyes had rubbed everything. He grabbed the wife's waist closer. Her hand carrying a pretty face eroded the distance between them. He let the muddled muddy in the heart disappear. After all, happily Kara was the main periority for him at the moment.

"Smile like this for me, because I will always miss your smile."

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Sukabumi 14 April 2021