SUPPOSE THAT...

HEARTFELT

Hearts are complicated. For years without meeting, on the side there has been a perfect companion. But the heart does not waver and still think of him who is there.

I knew it couldn't be together. But why keep craving ? Torture yourself with longing and lying that continues to be said, just to be hateful and away.

Dave and Kirana look at each other, and back their lips kiss each other and the two tangabs are hugging.

There are always different vibrations every time their lips touch. The feeling is different from when Dave touches Angela's lips, or Kirana kisses Jonathan.

Carrying Kirana with their lips still linked to each other entered the room.

Carefully Dave put Kirana on the bed, their eyes still staring at each other. Perhaps the true term eye is an expression of the soul. Because without needing to say, both Dave and Kirana, both know if what they feel is the same.

The sound of lightning and thunder came back to each other. Creating flashes in the dark is cloudy and can be seen from air vents. Rainfall increases with the roaring wind.

Wide-handed Dave explores Kirana's body. Both hearts beat faster with increasingly crowded and hot breath.

Kissed Kirana's lips, then down to her neck. His swiping was soft, making Kirana's blood rustle and her hands exploring Dave's muscular body come to a halt and immediately hug Dave's slender, hard waist.

With his other hand, one by one Dave unbuttoned Kirana's clothes who was lulled with his kiss.

"Dave.." Kirana unknowingly mentioned his name.

"Kira.." Dave called out while gently rubbing Kirana's face that was rolled away beneath him.

Both of Kirana's hands stretched out holding the face of the man she was craving. Traced by his black eyebrows that curved firmly, his nose line and eyes that always look sharp but sharp. Kirana smiled thinly, adding to her plain look without makeup with her long, tangled hair messy.

"Kirana, where's your pride ?" kirana's inner voice tried to warn.

But love is blind and sinful when it rubs against lust. The feeling of longing overflowing, love that can only be held in the recesses of the heart without being revealed. And that state of affairs brings them to the point where the whisper of Satan is the victor if faith is thin.

Kirana's shirt button is half open Dave. Making the man can see Kirana's cleavage still covered by a bra. His eyes were increasingly giddy, pulled the collar of Kirana's shirt and back in kissed shoulder and chest of the woman whose arms were holding her shoulders and shoulders.

Kirana was hypnotized as her fingers traced Dave's perfect abdominal muscles. He only realized when Dave tensed his body and removed his belt.

Kirana's face immediately turned red. His heart was racing faster. Unknowingly she grabbed her clothes that were open. Shame and fear enveloped, making Kirana's face look uneasy.

"I'm with Dave..." Kirana said in her heart. "With Dave..?" kirana's bright brown eyes glazed over at Dave whose black eyes were looking sharp.

Kirana's heart almost jumped out and it was as if she had trouble taking in air as Dave again locked her up and bent down to kiss her lips back.

Kirana closed her eyes tightly. His tears melted and his body stiffened as Dave still sipped his lips and stuck his tongue in his mouth, with his other hand unzipping his pants and about to lower them.

Dave's kiss was so soft and intoxicating, making Kirana's originally stiffened body, slowly slacken. At the pull of the cushion lining cloth where he lay with both hands to dampen his body trembling.

"Why did you give up once ?" Dave stopped his action, making Kirana instantly open her eyes with breath up and down like a new person had finished running hundreds of kilometers.

Dave immediately threw himself beside Kirana lying down." button your clothes and pants." he said.

Kirana surprised. Quickly he sat down and fused himself with shame and anxiety. He didn't understand why Dave suddenly stopped. Kirana was still busy guessing, unaware that Dave lying behind her was watching.

Kirana's thoughts were everywhere. "Do I look so bad with this wound ?" he held his right cheek with a wondering face. "Am I not supposed to be grateful this didn't happen ?" Kirana said again in her heart. He rubbed his face roughly, then lowered his head with both hands covering his face. "What did we just want to do ?" Kirana groaned in her heart.

"I'll ask you from Dad." said Dave, making Kirana look at him with a puffy face and watery eyes.

Again Kirana was made to not understand by the behavior of a bare-chested man and is now leaning on the head of the bed.

"What do you mean ?" Kirana wiped her tears. "I want to go home and see a dermatologist in Korea" he shifted his body and was about to go down. But Dave held her back by holding Kirana's arm and pulling her back.

Kirana gasped in shock and was even more stunned as Dave hugged her from behind and placed his head on Kirana's shoulders.

"Do you think I quit because of the cut on your face ?" dave's question made Kirana bow.

Dave changed his sitting position to be in front of Kirana who was still silent not answering.

The sound of thunder was heard again, making the two turn towards the window glass covered in thin curtain cloth that moved in a stormy wind from the window gap.

"Don't make me feel embarrassed, Dave. You know this isn't supposed to happen, it's a big sin." Kirana felt her words sounded like a hypocrite. He looked away and looked down.

"I don't want our parents' story to repeat itself" Dave said, making Kirana look up to him. "Enough we feel born out of an extramarital relationship." Dave said with a serious look.

Kirana's eyes rounded, then dimmed. "I didn't even think up there." Kirana regretted inwardly. He blames himself for being so easily controlled by lust.

"Our child will be born from the sacred bond of marriage, witnessed by angels and the Living One." Dave looked at Kirana deeply.

"A, our son..?" Kirana's not sure what she heard.

"I'll come to the Marthadinata House." Dave's eyes glazed over at Kirana who was looking at him with a funny look of wonder. "Not as the son of Andreas Reynald. But as the son of Rendy Aryatedja." Dave paused for a moment to look at Kirana who covered her mouth with a reddened face and tears flowing from the end. "I'll ask you from Dad.." Dave looked at one hand of Kirana who was squeezing the clothes he was wearing.

Kirana stuttered, she was about to say something. But afraid if only misunderstand as already.

"Yes, Kirana," Dave smiled. "I love you and I want to make you my wife" Dave said, wiping away a tear on Kirana's cheek.