Painful Love (Painful Love)

A Cup of Coffee for Bimantara

The day is getting late when a pair of lovers have just completed the forbidden desire that has been harbored so far. Bimantara turned into a beast that continuously pounced on Emma without giving the woman a chance to rest even for a second. The CEO struck his coat of arms at the core of the beloved lover's body, rumbling, brooding and swearing until the sound of mutual sighing filled the room. The man seemed to forget that there was currently a wife waiting for him in another room.

"Darling, I have to go back to my room before sunrise. I was afraid that Tsamara would wake up and realize that there was only one there" Bimantara said after the energy in the man was recollected.

Emma who was exhausted due to the release many times only nodded weakly while looking at her beloved lover who was wearing clothes. The whole body feels crumpled like a big elephant stepped on, especially at the core of the body. I don't know how many times Tsamara's husband has let out his hot lava outside the woman's womb.

"Tomorrow morning, we meet in the lobby at exactly nine o'clock. I would love to take you for a walk without being noticed by Tsamara" continued Bimantara. "I'll go first. Thank you for everything you gave me. I love you." A kiss full of love he gave on the forehead of his beloved lover.

The cold night air did not dampen Bimantara's intention to return to the room. Keep stepping down the path made of wood only accompanied by moonlight and flickering stars above the sky. The sky tonight felt so bright as her heart that had just returned to meet the moorings of the heart.

Put the card on the detector, then sneak into the room like a thief who wants to loot something in the house of the victim. "It's a good thing that Tsamara has fallen asleep so I don't have to answer all the questions from him" said Bimantara lirih.

Bimantara moves towards the bathroom to rid himself of the rest of the hot struggle he did with his beloved lover. Walking on tiptoes as he did not want to wake up Tsamara who appeared to be asleep under the white blanket.

At six in the morning, Tsamara woke up from a long sleep. Looking over to the bed, but not finding the figure of her beloved husband lying there.

"Did Bima really not want to sleep one bed with me? From the first night until today she would rather sleep on the sofa than have to share a mattress and blanket with me. How would you give a grandchild to Papa and Mama if we slept separately." Sighs harshly when remembering the words of his in-laws and parents. Hoping big they get good news after he and Bimantara return to Indonesia.

"I'd better make coffee first for Bima. Who knows if his heart is broken and he's willing to sleep in one bed with me. Then over time we can .... " Tsamara's words came to a standstill because they could not bear to imagine what would happen.

Then, Tsamara lifted the blanket that covered part of his body from the chest to the tip of the foot. He got up and walked towards the bathroom.

I don't think time has shown at seven in the morning. The morning sunlight barges in through the slit window of the resort room occupied by Tsamara and Bimantara. However, a handsome man was still curled up under the thick blanket he had previously requested from the inn. However, when hearing the sound of the clink of the spoon colliding with the glass makes the man's eyelids move and blink slowly.

Bimantara sat on the sofa and looked at Tsamara who was busy making coffee for her. Tsa, even though you serve me well like a wife out there but my heart and love are only for Emma alone. The man monologued while continuing to pay attention to the motion of the wife of his parents' choice.

"Good morning, Brother Bima. How did you sleep last night, all right?" The melodious voice greeted Bimantara as a pair of almond eyes caught the figure of the man sitting sweetly in the corner of the room.

"Tumben once at this hour you're awake. Take a sip of genie until you prepare a drink for me!" bimantara said coldly. There was not a single hint of a sweet smile painted on the man's face.

Although Bimantara's words always hurt, the man's attitude seemed cold and never smiled at him but Tsamara still behaved sweetly and served the husband well.

"I just want to make coffee for you, is that wrong? Besides, my current status is your wife. So, I'm obligated to serve Brother well." Tsamara put a cup of coffee on a small table and sat down next to Bimantara. "Let's taste it first. If the taste is not good, please understand because this is the first time I make coffee for someone."

Without saying much, Bimantara grabbed the cup. Sip it slowly while enjoying every gulp of the black viscous liquid passing through the throat.

Tastes delicious. The amount of coffee, sugar, creamer and water soaked so fit my taste. Bimantara.

Coffee made by Tsamara is much more delicious when compared to the work of domestic assistants who work at home. This is the wisest coffee that Bimantara has ever drank for a lifetime.

Unwittingly by Bimantara, a thin smile was painted on Tsamara's face. There is a sense of pride when the beloved husband sips his homemade coffee without commenting anything. Tsamara concluded that, the silence of Bimantara suggested that the man was satisfied with the service provided.

The atmosphere was silent again. Tsamara looked at the blue sky from the bedroom window. The waves accompanied by the sound of birds flying make the atmosphere more syahdu.

Bimantara put the empty cup back on the table. He pulled out a sharp look while saying, "I have important business so can't keep you company. However, if you still force yourself to leave, please. I'll have the driver take you to buy souvenirs for our parents."

"Well, where is my sister going? With who? Then, what important business to make Brother have to leave me alone here," said Tsamara.

Bimantara immediately drew a sharp gaze as if an eagle was ready to pounce on its prey alive. "Do I have to tell you where and with whom I'm going? Remember, Tsa, this marriage happened not on my wishes but your wishes and the wishes of Papa and also Om Irawan. So, don't force me to comply with all your wishes! Understood!"

Then, Bimantara rose from the sofa and then looked back at his wife. "Your status is my wife but that doesn't mean you can interfere in my personal affairs. This is the last time I hear you flocking me with questions I shouldn't have to answer!"

After saying the last sentence, Bimantara left Tsamara who was still glued up in place. The girl did not expect that the husband would snap at her just because he asked her where the man was going. There was no intention of interfering in Bimantara's personal affairs, he just wanted to know where the man was going. If allowed, he wants to come with Bimantara rather than having to wait alone in the room.

Patience, Tsa, it's possible that Kak Bima's mood is not calm until she loses control and slams you violently. Just pray, hopefully your husband's attitude can change. Tsamara.

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Meanwhile, in a different room, Emma had just woken up when she heard her cell phone ringing. The inscription 'My dear' appeared on the screen.

Both corners of the woman's lips were drawn upwards when she remembered her hot play with Bimantara last night. Last night, they shared a longing for each other through a romance that will never be forgotten for life. Express each other's feelings of love without saying a word. However, both Emma and Bimantara know that love is still sitting in the bottom of the heart.

"Yes, honey, what's wrong?" reply Emma after the phone call is connected. The distinctive hoarse sound of waking up sounds sexy in the ears of the lover.

"Just remind me, don't forget nine o'clock I'm waiting for you to be lobbied. Remember, don't be late!" bimantara said in a soft voice. Right now, he was in the bathroom because that was the only safe place for the man to make a phone call.

Emma chuckled softly at the words of Bimantara. "Yes, Honey. You take it easy, nine o'clock I'm in the lobby, right" she said.

"Yes, I just wanted to say that. I'll close first, honey. I'll see you around. Love you." - Love you."

"Love you too, dear." Then the phone call ended.

Emma hurried up from the bed. However, when he was about to step he felt pain in the core part of the body. There is a sense of happiness for successfully giving his crown to the man he loves.

"I hope this time you keep your promise, Bim, to fight for our love. I expect a lot from you" Emma murmured. "Lord, please unite our love this time."

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