Passion Old Virgin

The Heart of Nabila

Nabila gasped in surprise when someone called her name. He turned his head towards the source of the voice and immediately approached the person who called out to him earlier. 

"Why, Sil?" ask Nabila awkwardly. 

"Why are you? Why dream in front of the children's room?" ask Silvia back. 

"Em, I'm just remembering the past, Sil." 

"About Rocky?" 

"You can always guess my heart, Sil. Thank you for really being a friend who understands me" he said sincerely. 

"Don't always thank me, when. Doesn't it seem natural for a friend to understand his friend?" 

Nabila nodded then clenched the body of the friend tightly. Through the embrace he can spill all the feelings that burden the heart and soul. 

Silvia returned the hug of the friend was not less tight. She even gently stroked Nabila's back which was slightly shaking like she was trying to hold back a cry. Moments later Nabila let go of their embrace after feeling better. 

"We'll talk somewhere else. It doesn't feel good until they hear your sadness, when." Silvia pointed at the door of the main room using an eye gesture. 

"Emh, yes, Sil. We better get out of here" replied Nabila with a wry smile. 

Both walked away from where they were standing. Not if their children will know the sadness of one of their parents makes them decide to go from there. 

They decided to go to Nabila's room. Now the two middle-aged women who had been friends for a long time were sitting on a long sofa. 

"Bil, can I ask you something?" silvia asked starting the conversation. 

"By, Sil. You're my best friend, there's no way I can hide anything from you." 

Silvia seemed hesitant to ask. He understood, the question this time was a little sensitive and certainly had greater privacy. However, he did not want to forever just wonder inwardly. 

"Do you love Rocky?" 

The look on Nabila's face immediately turned flat. He was not sure of his feelings for the man he had married decades ago. What is clear is that he now feels involved in the destruction of their household. 

"If you object, there's no need to answer. I already know the answer," said Silvia who understood even if only by looking at the eyes of her best friend. 

"Do you think I can love the man who killed my own father, Sil?" ask Nabila in a soft voice. 

His gaze lowered down to hide the sorrow that perched in the heart. How could he love a man so cruel that he could end his life in-laws sadistically. 

Silvia who is sensitive to the feelings of the friend patted his best friend's shoulder slowly. Trying to drain positive energy so that his friend is not protracted in sadness. 

"Try asking your heart, Bil. Do you hate Rocky for killing Daddy?" 

"No, Sil. I don't hate him, but he's Rihanna's father. He's my daughter's real father" Nabila replied as she raised her face and looked at Silvia. 

Nabila smiled thinly. If he is in the position of Nabila, maybe he will feel a dilemma. The events that befell the friend are really complicated problems. On one hand the man is the father of his son, but on the other the man is the one who took the life of his biological father on purpose. 

"I know you miss him, when. If you want to see him, I'm willing to take you there." 

*****

Since the embarrassing incident Rihanna has not come out of her room at all. Young women who are now more beautiful without thick makeup polish are even willing to resist hunger to avoid Malik. The man told him to eat several times. However, he did not answer at all. 

"Oh, I'm really hungry. What time is it?" 

Rihanna stared at the wall clock in one corner of the room that showed it was still midnight. He pulled out a thick blanket that wrapped around his body and lowered both of his legs from the bed. He subconsciously walked towards the door and opened it and stepped out of the room. 

He kept walking towards the kitchen to look for something that could prop up his stomach from hunger. However, just now that he had entered the room, he had been shocked by someone sitting on a chair with a leaning position and both hands were chest-scape.

Rihanna is getting closer to someone. Both of his neutrals were bulging when he saw that one's eyes were in a closed state.  

"Well, Malik slept here?" tanyanya muttering. 

The woman stared at the dinner table which contained two plates of food and two glasses of water. Although the meal was just a simple meal, Rihanna was sure the man himself cooked it. 

"If there are still two plates, then he has not eaten either. Jesus, Malik. Why are you waiting for me, anyway?" 

Rihanna was actually intending to wake Malik up. But the shame is back. Rihanna rushed to a refrigerator to grab some snacks and cold drinks. 

"Kayla, are you awake?" 

The sound from behind instantly made Rihanna skyrocketed in shock. All the snacks that were already in hand fell scattering on the floor. The woman looked back, Malik could be seen rubbing both eyes. 

"You're hungry, huh?" malik asked after his eyes opened perfectly. 

"Em ... Why are you sleeping here?" rihanna's question distracts Malik. 

"I'm waiting for you, Kay. You must be hungry, right? Let me cook it." Malik got up and walked over. 

Rihanna's heart beat rapidly as her mind suddenly imagined the incident. I don't know why Rihanna seemed to be seeing Malik in plain condition earlier. Malik is currently wearing full clothes. 

A red hue appeared on both of Rihanna's cheeks as the mischievous thoughts danced in her brain. The athletic body possessed by Malik is really like hypnotizing him to again and again become a connoisseur of the beautiful scenery. 

Rihanna was not imagining the lower part of the man's body, but rather imagining a checkered field chest and perfectly stocky arms. The woman is sure, Malik really maintain a diet and exercise routine so that getting results are so satisfying. 

Malik stopped right in front of Rihanna. The man wore a puzzled expression as he looked at the red hue on both cheeks of the beautiful woman in front of him. Malik followed Rihanna's gaze which turned out to focus on her chest area. 

"Kayla," said Malik, shaking his hand in front of Rihanna's face. 

Rihanna jumped up and then fidgeted when she realized Malik was too close to her. The two neutrals blinked several times until his consciousness recovered.

"Why you?" malik asked confused. 

"No. I just want to take this." Rihanna knelt down and picked up some snacks that had fallen on the floor. 

"If you're hungry, I can make it." 

"No need. I'll eat this!" 

Rihanna quickly wakes up and runs to her room leaving Malik still confused. The man was still staring at the door of the room that was closed. 

"Kayla why, anyway? He's been staring up .. Jeez! Let's not say he's still thinking about what happened this afternoon."