The Hidden Love

Romance At Sky Height

The Sultan and his wife were standing not far from where they were sitting. The twins glared at the sudden return of their parents.

"Why do you all put on your faces as if you don't like it when we go home" said the Sultan. The man took his wife by the hand and invited her to join his son and daughter-in-law.

"Not so, on the phone Mama said she was coming home in a week. It's only your fourth day in Semarang, but it's home, has something happened?" ask Willmar.

"Nothing, Papa just can't if you have to stay away from Jayden for a long time" sat there and opened his arms wide. "Jayden doesn't miss Grandpa?"

Raisa, who was holding Jayden, handed the little boy to her in-laws.

"Grandpa just washed his hands and cleaned, so Grandpa's grandson will be safe. How dare Grandpa touch you in a dirty state, which there is your grandmother will make a speech last night to Grandpa."

Hanum flicked her lips at the babbling of her husband. The two have spent decades living together, but nothing has changed in them the same other than love that continues to grow every day.

"Well, Papa violated the wife's human rights" Willmar said.

"Huh?"

"Yes, it should be Papa's with mama again fun honeymoon. Jayden's the same ration as me and Rai, bullies," the youngest dumel again.

"Huh, you know what you're on Deck. Your mama's men whining to go home directly," said the Sultan.

"What about the same oma?" william asked.

"They still want to be there first.at most soon they go home, miss the same great-grandson. Like Jayden and his grandparents, you can go on your honeymoon, isn't yesterday your wedding anniversary?"

"Well, how can you remember?"

"Not Papa, but your mama told you," sultan explained.

"Mama has prepared a ticket for you on your honeymoon to Raja Ampat. You can leave this afternoon as well" Hanum said.

"Thank you, my dear mother." Willmar held his mother.

"Willmar and Rai may be able to leave, but I and Love can't possibly go Ma." William.

"Why can't it? Jayden is safe with Mama, Mama will definitely take good care of it" Hanum replied.

"Not so Ma, Love does not want Mama until tired." Love is speaking.

"Udah is okay. After all your papa is also off, Mama's work now is just taking care of Jayden."

"Where's Honey?" William asked his wife's opinion.

"If I were up to him."

"Udah don't think much. You also need time to be alone. Go into the room and get ready. Adit's been waiting in the helipad, you can fly in an hour" said Sultan.

"Huh, but it's better to get on a commercial plane." Willmar gave a long sigh.

"The protest continues your work from earlier Deck!" namel Sultan.

"Stop fighting. I was like a little kid. Get ready," leerai Hanum.

The twins and his wife rushed to the room after previously dipping Jayden. Luckily the baby was not a spoiled baby who had always depended on his mother. Jayden has been trained to be with anyone who lives in the house. It was this that made William and Love calm leaving Jayden.

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The journey to Raja Ampat takes about four to five hours because Adit as the pilot chose a direct flight. They probably got there in the middle of the night. That time will be used well by Willmar and Raisa to rest. Another case with William and Love who continue to engage in small talk. It's Love's first experience getting on a plane at night. A beautiful view can be seen from the window that displays millions of flickering lights that spread widely below.

William's hands were stretched out to close the thick jacket that wrapped the body of Love. "Don't let you get cold." Then guide Love's head to lean on her shoulder.

"Must have slept. Don't think about it too much, he's a good boy, I believe because from the womb he loves you so much. He's the one who takes care of you as long as I'm not by your side."

William linked his finger with Love's fingers, then kissed the back of his woman's hand. "I love you. Really, I almost died of insanity when you were declared unconscious after struggling to give birth to Jayden."

"It's all over" said Love.

"I can't forget it yet, not even whenever I can never forget it."

"Is she happy?"

"What kind of question is that? of course I'm happy. I'm so happy that you've been willing to be a man like me."

"What kind of man are you?"

"You know better. Hm, there's something I want to ask you, but all this time I haven't found the right opportunity to ask."

"What about?" Love kept her head off William's shoulders, looking at the man deeply.

"When did you start liking me?"

"What?" Love gasped at her husband's question.

William nodded. "When did you start harboring those feelings for me?" repeating question. The two meet each other.

"you mean? I myself don't know exactly when it's there, but you're definitely my first and last love."

"You love me because it started with your admiration for me because I helped you a lot when we were in high school" William said.

"Did you know about that?" Love was aghast, as she remembered she had never told anyone about it, including her husband. All this time he harbored his love for William alone, and only the diary book alone became the outpouring of his heart. The pink-coated book that has always been the first place of Love reveals the contents of her heart. About his admiration for a man, the upperclassman who has always been a hero when he gets into trouble at school. About the strange feelings that began to Love know if the taste was the seed of a taste called love.

"Yes, I know everything."

"Everything?" reset Love, still in disbelief mode.

William nodded. "Oh, my Williku, how much I love you." the man imitated his wife's style of speech, quoting the last line of words that Love always wrote in his diary.

"Mas." a red tinge poked on both sides of Love's cheekbones. "Where do you know?"

"I read your diary" said William.

"What! a diary? the diary ..."

"The cover is pink, there's a picture of me reading in the library that you stole secretly. I wear glasses and a denim hat. Do you remember now?"

"Gosh my god." Love fills her mouth. "Say where did you get that book? where's the book now?"

"Sst! don't shout, pity them if they wake up." glanced at a couple next to them who were sleeping while hugging.

"Where did you get that diary?" Love shrinks the volume of her voice.

"I got it while I was being punished for what I did to you first." William took a deep breath before returning to continue his story.

"I'm the fool who just realized that I also have the same taste as you feel. I'm like a madman who was left to go away his heart. In the despair I experienced, I was finally able to have back the house that you almost sold. I decided to be alone until there God opened the veil of secrets between us. I found out that you left with my seed that had grown in your womb. I came to know of you who held love for me for so long, and that was the day when it became a painful retribution for me. I've never felt the tremendous pain of being left behind by you. I regretted everything and that was the lowest point of my life. I pondered for a long time, until I realized I couldn't live without you."

Love fell silent hearing every word that escaped her husband's lips intently. Staring at the depth of the ink-black eye bead, there was absolutely no lie that emanated other than just such a deep sincerity. Love can feel it, she has now sunk into the depths of the man's clear lake in front of her.

"How many times do I have to say that I love you so much? I want to spend the rest of my time with you, and our children. Having you is the most beautiful thing, I crave we grow old together."

Love bowed her head as William grabbed her nape and pressed his lips against her forehead. Deep, and long enough until then the lips moved down. Above the height, in the middle of the sky like a giant black carpet, William continues to channel taste through kiss after kiss. Through those fused lips, William wanted to convey how much he loved Love. There was a fear of loss, but there was also happiness that he had difficulty expressing with words. It is enough that they express each other's heart through the roar of breath that fuses and echoes each other's name in it.

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