Pursuing the Love of Siti

112. From the heart

Still at Ine's hotel

Second day

At 08:00 WIB

Tiara opened her eyes, clearly visible before her sleeping face. His hand stroked that face slowly.

I'm sorry, mas. Because of me you have to be willing to take a break from your work. Because of me, you fought with your parents. But I'm glad you're with me all the time. Watching me at all times, may with all the problems strengthen our love.

Thank you for the love that you've been giving me all this time. Thank you for waiting for me until we become halal.

Forgive me for doubting your feelings all this time. I knew you were in a dilemma between forgetting the gita and fighting for your feelings for me.

Tiara got out of bed. Clean up a messy room because of watching a romantic drama with her husband. Initially Tiara wanted to watch a coming soon film, a Thai film that serem abis. Sadly, her husband refused.

"When we have our own home. I'm gonna put a big tivi to watch both in the room." The promise of Inspiration when watching a romantic drama titled "This time".

"Don't, mas."

Inspiration frowned "Why? Not that it's romantic for a couple like us."

"Mas, pity our child will be disturbed by his sleep. If our child already has his own room can be like that." explained Tiara.

Let alone his son, he sometimes can not sleep if edwar is watching the ball night-night.

After remembering that lovely talk last night. Tiara got up and cleaned the room she was in. His body was restrained by the huge hand balungan that coiled around his body. Slowly move the hand, but instead of being detached even tighter.

"You're awake, man."

Still in closed mode "I haven't woken up baby."

Tiara laughed at her husband's behavior "Not yet awake but can recite my words."

Tiara felt the hand feel her body up on the bed. "Maaaaaas" Screech. Her body is under her husband.

Inspiration turned Tiara's body in position below him. Without excuse Ilham had his lips on his wife's neck. Leaving the ownership mark on Tiara's neck.

"Mas, aaaahhh" Sounded ******* from his wife's lips.

Ilham smiled as he watched his wife enjoy the moment.******* kept sounding from his second lips, where they did so with a halal status.

Now they are a couple. With their hard love struggle. Pursuing the blessing of Aisyah's mother then Adolf's father who was very hard hearted. He is grateful to have been able to justify his heart and now they are entrusted with the most beautiful gift.

Ilham did it slowly considering his wife was three weeks pregnant.

"Mas, don't dong. I'm pregnant again, nih." protested Tiara.

"No papa, ti. I'll slow down." Ilham stroked his wife's hair.

The sky is getting hotter. Both are still lying in blankets. After a burning struggle, Ilham fell asleep again. But not with Tiara. He quickly ran to the bathroom, spewing out his entrails.

Inspiration felt a pillow beside him, no wife.

"You're not papa, dear."

Tiara waved her hand, signaling that she was fine. But still Inspiration does not believe, let alone see the face of his wife is very pale. The man led the wife to lay her down on her page.

"I'm not papa, ma'am. This is usually the case, the name is also congenital pregnant women." Tiara assured her husband that it was only a symptom of a pregnant woman.

"But you're so pale, dear"

Tiara tried to laugh forcefully "Mas, this is you. I guess not experienced. Not that you've ever faced a moment.." Tiara stopped her speech.

"I'm sorry if I reminded you of Raisa. I didn't mean to bring that up."

Tiara embraced Inspiration, encouraging her husband not to fall into the past.

"Mas, you must rise from all this. I'm sure you can change for the better. There will be me and a big grandpa who will always be with you."

Inspiration placed his hand on his wife's stomach.

"You see, son. Your mama was a wise man. Every soft word papa loves more and more."

Tiara pinched her husband's hip "Auuuw, how come I pinched, anyway." Inspiration grimaced in pain.

"Buck!" Tiara sneered at her husband.

"That's not a dreadlocks, baby. It's from a deeper heart."

"It sounds horrible." Again Tiara put her lips together.

"Don't, baby." Whimpek ilham pinched Tiara's lips.

"What's wrong, ma'am?"

"Don't make me strong enough to see your lips. But it turns out I'm really not strong." Inspiration leads his wife's head, enjoying the beauty of her lips. Tiara pulled her husband's hair deepening the taste of her husband's lips.

"Mas"

"Hmmm... What dear?"

"Until when we're like this continue. Hiding from mama mila and papa Pramono. If it's like this, it's me who's asking you to defy them."

Ilham changed his sitting position parallel to Tiara. It seemed like a disciple heard the teacher's explanation, the hand of Inspiration propping up on his chin.

"Want to go home, baby? I depend on you. If you're ready to meet them, we'll go home. I brought you here so we could calm down first. I'm afraid you're down again seeing their attitude."

"Mas, I'm ready to meet them as long as you stay by my side. I'll be strong through it as long as you don't leave me." Tiara held the hand of Inspiration.

For him the love he has is a source of strength. Where ever since they dated his heart remained attached to the man, even though he was almost married to Jonathan and Ilham was almost married to Jihan. But still, his love for Ilham was not scratched. Blind indeed, he knew how the man always treated him like a Gita. Even he was sure there was still a remnant of the love of Inspiration for Gita. The proof is they have to stay at a hotel that has memories of Gita.

Now the problems they face are quite complicated. Mama Mila and Papa Pramono do not believe that the baby they contain is their grandchild. It all started with Inspiration who strongly believed that he was barren. But after 4 months of marriage they deposited a fetus. For Tiara and Inspiration it is a miracle to be grateful for.

"Okay. tomorrow we go home. We meet mama and papa, what do we face them? But if they still don't, we leave the house." Speak the Inspiration out loud.

Tiara shook her head. Going from home is not a good solution, he says. If you can face a cold head without having to rely on emotions.

"Mas, I take a shower first, yeah. I'm sultry" Tiara got out of bed.

When we got to the bathroom door..

"Maaaas alibi, me!"

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