Surviving Pain Separating Difficult

Chapter 048: Hypocrite!

“Omong-by the way, why did you wake up?” tiarnan asked, while kneading the arm that exposed his hard muscles. He slightly tilted his head as he stared at Likta on the left side.

“I—” Likta downcast, braiding fingers on lap. “Kukira is in hospital.”

Three days of keeping Farida automatically Likta's sleep pattern adjusts, easily awakened to observe the development of the aunt. Especially after planning to get out of the house, like there is a burden on the chest. However, not only that, he remembered the woman that Tiarnan meant.

Likta got up from sitting down, folding one knee over the sofa and another bending freely at its edges. “Reverse.” He lowered his head due to the higher position of Tiarnan.

Tiarnan looked up, their gazes locked onto each other, he was lulled by Likta's impeccable beauty. It is difficult to ignore the gentle parachutes that make themselves swept away in the beauty of the world's valleys.

The closer they got, the faster their heart beat. Both Likta and Tiarnan felt an invisible sting. A kind of attraction that is difficult to resist, encouraging pent-up desire to be channeled.

Likta hurriedly threw away her face, lowered her legs, positioned her seat as before. He was not strong when he was this close to Tiarnan, in a situation that was far from favorable.

“I get medicine just so the dizziness is reduced.”

“I need more of you than medicine,” muttered Tiarnan.

At once Likta's body froze remembering the past. The lights of the room were so dim and silent as at this moment, he could hear Tyarnan's heavy and regular breathing.

Sparks of inner needs run through his heart, the flames of desire whimper. Intentionally suppressed turbulence threatens to break down with a single touch.

Before Liarta's carefree determination stood up quickly, stretching a safe distance from the reach of Tiarnan. Worried about melting when the man's fingers touched to keep him away.

And, beyond estimation, Tiarnan's sturdy arm grabbed Likta's hip until it sat on his lap. Tiarnan's hard lips silenced all the rejection that was about to be said. His sense of feeling rubbed and teased the edge of the lips to open.

Likta thrashed in the arms of Tiarnan, the man seemed to forget himself. He continued to taste until the two slender palms that were originally trying to push fully loosened. He felt a strong grip of taut fingers on both shoulders.

Without changing position and breaking the link Tiarnan directs fingers around the belly of Likta covered with clothes. He was looking for a gap in order to touch the softness of his wife's skin. Moments and seconds were excruciating, for he could never find what he so needed.

Tiarnan's movements began to be uncontrolled, almost crazy because of longing, feeling pain in the core of the body. The heart throngs until oxygen is stuck in the throat, the urge to want to immediately feel the warmth in the body Likta blinds the mind.

But it has not yet come to the top of the sweet and intoxicating peak. Likta bit her lips hard. Suddenly Tiarnan opened his eyes, feeling a metal-like liquid.

“Siitt!!” sayat Tiarnan, while feeling the lips that slightly give off a reddish viscous liquid. “Why stop in this way?”

“You forced me to act this way!” Licta's breathing is disjointed. “I can die from lack of oxygen.” His fingers still faithfully crept on the sturdy shoulder of Tiarnan, gradually slumped to the chest and ended up on the flat stomach of the man.

“Munafic!” Tiarnan moved Likta's body from the lap to the sofa. He did not realize the shock in his wife's turning eyes. “You limited this relationship because there were already other men before you met me, right? And, still undergoing closeness.”

“Murahan!” snorted Tiarnan, his heart ached in the words of Likta. “Did you also sleep with that man before?”

“If you're sure so, what can I do?” Likta asked back, salute to yourself for being able to withstand nervousness. Despite the turbulent anger of being accused of such contempt by the same husband—man who had taken away his chastity.

The ten fingers of the hand restorate the hair furiously, sifting through the memory of their first night. No, thought Tiarnan answering the question himself. Likta was still innocent at that time, his wife moaned and—sial! He knows the difference between a virgin or an ex.

However, Tiarnan recalled one thing, he apologized for no reason after painstakingly piercing through the wall within Likta. How he hurt the woman who was now sitting by his side, when the mist of romance enveloped him so that he could not think clearly.

“I'm tired,” I Likta break the silence. “Thank you for helping to clean up the house, I will pay every penny that Mas Tiarnan spent, as long as it is allowed to work.”

“Not as long as you become my wife.”

Likta looked quickly. “I have a life, accustomed to being independent, only this baby is the reason I live a household with you. I can't let him be born without a father, or are you happier not to be told?”

Likta's patience was exhausted, so he chose to leave without an answer. She always remembers the doctor's message, stress can be fatal for pregnancy. So, whatever happens now is as much as possible pressed so as not to be a burden on the mind.

The priority now is the life that lives in the stomach and the health of Farida, but that is not very important. Likta was sick of deciphering the attitudes of people who always thought badly of her.

Tiarnan's phone rang, Juana's name was on it. “Halo...” He listened to every word his secretary said, then gave a response. “Okey, just prepare all, bye.”

Then, Tiarnan stepped towards the room divider, seeing that Likta's room door was tightly closed. He imagined that the woman had not really told him about her son, and instead went to see Arfid.

“Beched! It was enough that the man refused the presence of Tanya and her baby, Likta could not have the same fate,” Tiarnan murmured, he rubbed his rough face and went into the toilet for two minutes.

“Halo, Za..” After freshening up, Tiarnan called Likta's doctor. “I'm sorry I called you tonight, there's something I want to consult you.”

Half-sleepy Riza agreed to Tiarnan's request. He realized the concern of the friend facing the pregnancy of the wife.

“In these conditions is Likta allowed to board a plane?” ask Tiarnan.

There was a rustle from across the street, followed by a brief description of Riza about the best time for pregnant women to travel long distances using air transportation. He recalls the age of the content of Likta, last check has entered 14-15 weeks, it indicates stronger physically. At the end of the explanation he asked whether Tiarnan's wife still often experience stomach cramps.

Tiarnan honestly said he did not know, because these four days are busy taking care of the opening of a branch in Jepara. He promised to ask Likta later.

“Alright, thank you, Za,” Tiarnan said at the end of the phone.