Passion of the Ex (After Divorce)

Seven Years

A black BMW Hurricane appears to be traveling at moderate speed on the main highway entering the capital. Under the rain that fell so heavily, a man focused on driving the car so carefully because of the swift rain that soaked the windshield of his car. The man's attention was suddenly fixed on a car that stopped at the edge of the highway.

From a distance, a woman was standing next to the car with the hood open. Feeling sorry, the man also slowed down his car, of course he could not bear to see the woman who looked helpless. Stuck in the middle of the highway in the condition of a car that broke down, and also heavy rain, must not be an easy thing, as well as dangerous for a woman, so that was in her mind. After stopping his car, the man grabbed an umbrella inside the dashboard drawer and got out of the car and approached the woman.

Under the rain, the two beads met at one point, their chests rumbling, longing, pain, and emotions struggling in their hearts. For a moment they were glued in silence, between the turmoil of the heart that was so passionate, but did not know what to do. Until finally, the ice between them also faded, while the lips both began to move, and said a name.

"Nearby..."

"Arron.." they said with trembling lips. In a moment, the two fell silent again in the rain that collided with the occasional thunderous roar of lightning and lightning, in the thick of the night atmosphere. Their bodies seem to freeze again.

The roar of the sky tonight, as if the same as what they felt, was so great as to rip a heart, reminiscent back to the story of the past. A story that should have been finished. Seven years have indeed passed, but the story seems to still imprint in the hearts of the two, Kiara, and Arron who must be separated at the age of their marriage in just a matter of months.

Slowly, Arron's footsteps approached, while Kiara could only stay still. He wanted to run, but his body felt so stiff. Until finally, he felt the raindrop no longer fall on his head and body when an umbrella held by Arron, now protecting the bodies of both of them from the rush of rain. "For a long time no see" said Arron. Kiara just smiled wryly. "I'm sorry, Kiara. I know if this apology is too late, I should have told you seven years ago."

"Enough Mas, you better leave now, our story's over."

"But this love isn't over yet, Ara."

"That's what you think, but not with me. This story was over when my husband kicked me out when he thought I had cheated on him. My love was also gone when my husband trusted more what other people said than me. Though, he knew me not one, two, or three days, but he had known me for years. But all of that turned out to be in vain. So, you better go now, and assume we don't have to see each other again."

"I know my mistake is so great for you. Please if you don't want to forgive me, you have the right to do that, Kiara. But please let me help you tonight. Please don't mind who's helping you, just assume I'm a stranger to you, assume you don't know me. But please, take my help, at least for the sake of those who still love you, and wait for your return. Kiara, it's late, it's very dangerous here, I'm sure at a time like this there are no officers walking around, while the toll gate is still very far away. So, please come with me. For a moment Kiara was silent and seemed to think. "Nearby.."

"All right."

A smile fell on Arron's lips. "Let's get in my car, let my men take this car to the garage." Kiara nodded, then followed the well-built man who walked in front of her. "Your clothes are wet, just wear this" Arron said as he pulled up the suit he was wearing when they reached Arron's car. Kiara just stared at the suit. "Why? Please take, Ara. Look at your body shivering like this."

Slowly, Kiara took the suit, and then she put it on outside her wet shirt. However, it still could not reduce the cold that felt so pierced into the bone. "Mom!" call Arron. The woman did not reply, only the sound of clapping her teeth accompanied by a body that looked increasingly shivering. Seeing that situation, Arron also accelerated the speed of his car. In the man's mind, he had to take Kiara to a place to warm her up.

"Ara, hold on!" Not long after, the car came out of the toll gate. More precisely, a toll gate that is still tens of kilometers from the capital. "Where are we going, Mas?"

In Kiara's heart, actually she rejected Arron's invitation, she realized who the man was, Arron was just an ex-husband that she should have forgotten, and he wouldn't want to drift in those past memories. "Ara, I don't have bad intentions with you. Trust me the same."

"Don't be long, I have important business in Jakarta."

"Yes" said Arron, as he drove his car to a hotel located not far from the toll exit. After making a reservation and going into the room, Arron told Kiara to change her clothes with a bathrobe while waiting for the waiter who was ordered by her to buy clothes to come to the room.

"You rest first, go to sleep. Later when the shirt comes, I'll tell you."

"Yes," Kiara replied briefly, she did not want to talk much to Arron, because for her, it would only deepen the wound in her heart. The man chose to go to the room next to the room, he wanted to keep his promise not to disturb Kiara, despite having to endure the longing that was so passionate. The longing he had endured for so many years. More precisely, a longing framed in regret. Arron could only sigh with all his chest, until his daydream was jolted when the bell rang at the door of the room.

TET

While on the other side of the room, Kiara's body, which had been wrapped in a blanket, still felt cold, even the body looked increasingly shivering. Arron who had just approached towards Kiara's bed, spontaneously widened his eyes when he saw the woman looking so cold. In that instant, Arron only realized that Kiara was suffering from hypothermia.

"Near!" call Arron, while approaching Kirana, and throw away the clothes brought by the hotel attendant. Arron goes into the blanket, then holds and gives warmth to Kiara's body.

"Kiarah! There I am here, you must be all right, I will not let you why, Kiara," said Arron, his hands also explored and swiped all the curves of Kiara's body until almost an hour long Kiara's condition seemed to improve.

Arron who had been so painstakingly caring for Kiara finally let out a sigh of relief. "It's much better now, right?" Kiara nodded her head. "I'm going to the side first yes" said Arron. But just as she was about to get out of the bed, Kiara suddenly blocked her hand. "Don't go, accompany me for a moment" he said so softly, almost inaudible.

Despite being filled with mixed feelings, Arron eventually followed Kiara's curiosity. He flung his body beside Kiara, then clasped the body. Kiara initially refused the warm embrace because she only wanted Arron to accompany her beside her, not to make out with her.

But Arron's increasingly tight decapitation, making him no longer able to dodge, especially his body now still feels so weak. In the middle of the night atmosphere with the swift rain that was so sweet, both seemed unable to stem the love and desire that was so struggling in the chest.

"I love you, Kiara. I love you, we together."

"Remember your wife and son, ma'am."