The Perfect Happiness

The Eps 205

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Clara POVs.

I immediately took Haikal to the kitchen. Then pull out a chair at the dining table to let her sit there. Then I continued to step into the kitchen to pick up two dinner plates and a bowl, complete with a spoon and fork.

As soon as he turned around and looked at her, Haikal looked extremely cold, shivering with her soaked clothes. “Wait here for a minute, don't go anywhere.” He smiled at my orders.

I immediately ran up the stairs, heading to the room. Soon I changed my clothes and got a clean towel for Haikal. Then pulled out a piece of dad's training pants and his shirt from the laundry pile in front of my room.

Yes, since the mother was not there, we both decided to use the laundry service to transfer to the house. Because we both work together and do not have much time to do this one task, even though we have our own washing machine and dryer at home.

After that, I went back downstairs and handed the clothes to Haikal. “Your clothes are wet, change them. Let me dry that while waiting for the rain to subside.”

Haikal turned to me with his teeth grinding there, clearly heard. Then without warning he just pulled the polo shirt, releasing from his body. I was suffocating and turned my body.

“Why you?” he said behind me.

My blood immediately rippled, accompanied by this heartbeat that was beating very fast, shortly after seeing his body earlier. Crazy one! Can he just take his shirt off here? My eyes were perfectly rounded then I opened my mouth, exhaling my breath slowly.

“Clara ... You why?” he cried once again, this time his fingers pulled my wrist that stood back to not far from his sitting position. But I don't want to turn my body around.

“In this house there is a bathroom. You can change your clothes there. Not playing carelessly dislodged.” My other hand pointed to where the bathroom was.

Krieet!!

Sound of a chair being pushed back. I guess right now Haikal is standing behind me and preparing to step into the bathroom. But my mind is wrong. No one I heard another voice that said he was going to step into the bathroom. Silent. Completely silent. Just the sound of rain falling out there.

“You don't want to change? Ntar is getting cold. I've been shivering like that,” my hardik.

Suddenly Haikal showed off his clothes that had been removed from his body and thrust them in front of me. I came back surprised.

“Ka—you've changed? Did you wear a dress instead?” I said nervous and careful.

“Udah. Does my daleman also need to be removed?” whisper in my ear.

Again, I was shocked to hear his words. Half annoyed, I pulled the clothes she had thrust out before my eyes and hurriedly stepped into the washing machine room to wash and dry the clothes. After I finished pressing the washing machine settings, I went back to the kitchen and sat down opposite.

In silence I stole a glance at him, occasionally glancing at him and he kept watching me open the soup packet and poured it into the bowl. “After I get rice.”

Then I got back up and got the rice in the rice cooker. Luckily I was able to cook rice using this machine. And luckily again this morning I had time to cook rice.

I put another bowl of rice on him. “I think it will be poured into my plate,” he said simple but meaningful.

So spoiled!!

With a slight glare I spooned the rice and put it in his dinner plate, until his ice-cold hand touched the back of my hand, as a gesture to stop the rice spoon.

I got back on my feet, stepped into the kitchen, made him a cup of warm tea and also got him a glass of water. We eat in silence.

The sound of lightning was so loud out there, it made me sometimes strangle in shock so many times. Indicates if the rain seems reluctant to pass soon. And somehow, this atmosphere makes me a little awkward dealing with my own future husband.

Once I finished eating, I immediately cleaned and washed the dishes and other equipment that we had used. Then I went back to brewing hot tea, this time for myself. Sit back on the dining table chair and face him.

I was confused, not knowing what to say. And I feel, we have become strangers at this time. These two palms I tried to stick on the side of my tea cup. Feel the heat of the water in it. Both of my eyes continued to look at the contents of the cup, as if something was interesting in it.

“Are there ants fighting in that cup?” haikal's chirps spread my reverie.

I'm staring. “Hah?!” bewildered.

“From just looking in there on. Any more ants fighting there?”

“Ga needs.” Haikal answered briefly while looking at me sharply. The intimidating look had re-emerged. I feel more wrong at the moment. Damnit damnit! My soul is in my heart.

Many times I sighed and cast a glance in any direction. Wishing to dampen the nervousness in me right now but it feels totally useless. Samakin I averted my eyes, this self feels more vibrating. There was a strange feeling that suddenly just appeared.

“What if we watch television?” I'm dealing with Haikal.

“Bby,” sahut it's flat.

I stood up and took a step towards the television room and turned it on. Sitting at the end of the long sofa which Haikal had already sat on. Lousy. This atmosphere really became awkward for an instant. Again I felt Haikal was a stranger to me. Oh my God what kind of feeling is this?!

“Why is sitting so far away? I took an angkot. Select the end,” rebukes Haikal with a thin smile.

Holy jeez!!

I smiled at her hearing that joke. I'm really scared right now. It felt ... My barbarian soul just flew away and moved towards him, not me anymore.

Slowly I shifted my seat until finally there were three jengkal only from his sitting position. After that, Haikal stopped looking at me and turned back to watch the television show.

My mind is suddenly unhealthy. All sorts of feelings come for granted, between good and bad thoughts. It was as if a fairy and a demon were fighting in my heart.

Blaarr!!!

Lightning snatching!

The electricity went out instantly. I spontaneously jumped up and raised my leg. The sound of lightning really scared me. My heart feels almost out because it's so loud. And slowly a pair of hands wrapped around my body.

“I just found out you're afraid of lightning.” Haikal's voice felt so close to my ears, it made me even more nervous.

The fragrance of perfume on his body so clearly entered into my nasal cavity. It feels so soothing to the respiratory system and also relaxes my heartbeat that was once irregular.

When the hand caressed my head, I realized that I was in his arms right now. Dekapan Haikal, my future husband. And for some reason, as soon as I lifted my head suddenly his breath felt so close to my face. Softly sweep the surface of the face with hot air.

When it was completely dark, my eyes were unable to see anything. What is clear and what I know, right now Haikal is in front of me with his face that is probably right next to my left cheek. Because there his breath was so clear. With my upper arm stuck right to his chest.

In the current position, my arm could clearly feel his steady but fast heartbeat. Both of his hands were still wrapped around, hugging my body. And when I decided to turn my face away ... Haikal is moving.

THE CUP!!

Our lips stuck together, with the tip of the nose that could somehow miss, not collide! Our breath was hunting. So hot and hot.

This is not the first time our lips have met. Only, an atmosphere like this could-can make my defense just collapse. Especially when Haikal's fingers slowly touched my back so gently.

Haikal moved his face and then moved his lips and began to kiss me. Once, I fell silent. Both times, I still think. Then the third time .. I opened my mouth slightly and returned the kiss. Interlocked and reciprocating non-stop.

The sound of the kiss was heard echoing throughout the room in this house. Haikal just kept smacking my lips in turn. Similarly, I continued to feel his thick lips until my fingers slowly gripped his chest with the shirt he was wearing.

Enjoying every movement of his lips to make both eyes slowly closed. The sound of lightning striking out there, no longer surprised me, I seemed to pay attention to what was happening around us and just focused on it. To the man who was currently stuffing his tongue into my mouth.

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I can't write anything else 🙈 it feels like they're both too pure for me to stain 🤭

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