The Perfect Happiness
Ending Part
Pov Author.
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The lavish event had ended at exactly twelvepm. Some of the guests who attended the event, one by one, have been saying goodbye, leaving a magnificent ballroom that can accommodate thousands of wedding invitation guests from dr. Haikal Grissham and Clara Laura Amelia.
It is only natural that the party looks very exclusive and festive, because they come from a distinguished family. Not even half-hearted, some state officials were seen attending the event.
Now, left behind some families, relatives, even the closest relatives who are still on some dining tables in the VVIP room. Including the two brides.
“I on behalf of my family and also my wife's family, would like to say a big thank you to all of you who are already involved. Thank you for helping me get this girl,” Haikal said loudly as he blinked one eye and raised a glass of wine in his hand. As a sign that he's closing all the night's events.
One by one they began to disperse, having previously said goodbye and congratulated the two brides once again. Some even tease both. Now all that remains is the nuclear family.
“Dad go home first huh?” pamit Clara's father, then kiss the girl's forehead, the only child who will remain a little girl in her eyes.
Clara was seen shedding her tears, but only briefly. Because the father rubbed the tears again and held it tightly.
“Already, now you have a husband, why are you still crying?”
“Crying has nothing to do with having a husband, Well,” stressed Clara who made her father laugh out loud. As well as the others who watched, everyone laughed.
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Haikal and Clara had already entered their bridal room, the hotel room that had been the second place to stay the night before and it was the room Haikal had occupied. All contents have been rearranged and decorated with some typical objects of the bridal room in general.
(The bridal room decor can be seen on my instagram app, under the account name @bossytika, thank you.)
Rose petals were scattered in all important corners of the room. Even a pair of goose made of towels seemed to be part of everything in the room.
Not to forget, one corner of the room presents a dining table that is also complete with several snacks and other decorations that are dominated by red. Bright lighted.
“I want to shower,” said Clara once after admiring the decoration of the room.
“Do I want to accompany?” sahut Haikal spontaneous.
Clara immediately nodded, feeling strange about the man's speech. Yes, man, it seems like he forgot that the two of them are actually already officially husband and wife. And if Haikal wants to accompany her to the bath, isn't that natural? But not according to Clara.
“Ngapain nemenin? Child's cake aja.” Clara took off some of her hairpiece clasps in front of the mirror inside the bathroom.
Hearing Clara's speech, invited Haikal to come closer and tease his wife. I don't know since when did Haikal become such a ignorant man. Whereas before, it was always him who held back the desire and stopped Clara if she teased him.
Haikal entered the bathroom where the door was still open, then clutched Clara's body from behind. Inhaling the fragrance of his wife's body to his satisfaction, to make Clara blushed embarrassed and misbehaved.
“Do I want to help release the zipper?” haikal asked with his cold gaze, as cold as a two-door refrigerator.*lol.
Clara just nodded slowly with her eyes closed at a glance and so quietly, like slow motion in action films.*lol.
Both look to hold their breath as Haikal's fingers begin to pull the zipper's head slowly, fearing damaging the tile fabric that was the base of the dress Clara was wearing. Both of Clara's eyes continued to look at Haikal's face on the mirror reflection in front of him, while the one in the face was busy looking in the other direction. Where else if not to the smooth back of Clara who is now in front of him.
Boldly, Haikal directed his fingers to caress that perfect white back. It felt so soft that he felt like doing something more. Clara closed her eyes as soon as her fingertips touched her. Not to forget, Clara's two hands have folded, clutched tightly to the dress so as not to fall down just like that.
Both Haikal's eyes kept on the back, but as soon as he saw the reaction Clara showed from the mirror reflections, he quickly peeked at the back, many times while clutching his wife's arms, in order not to move.
Suddenly Clara's mouth let go of the first whimper heard by Haikal's ears, which again spurred her to kiss on all sides of her back. Until finally Clara said on the sidelines of it, “Stop! Let me take a shower first.” Clara opened her eyes with a slight sigh, while looking into the eyes of her husband who could not stand it anymore.
As for Haikal, the man was really strong, like he had just had a 100-kilometer marathon. Totally dusty with intermittent breathing, it was visible from both of his shoulders moving up and down in rhythm even though it looked thin in Clara's eyes. But the sound of her breathing could not lie in Clara's ears that could hear so clearly.
“Let me prepare in advance.” Clara seems to understand that her husband is currently demanding his first right as the owner of her now. He wants everything first to be the most special even though he realizes that Haikal is not his first love.
After a long battle of sight, Haikal finally relented when his breathing had returned to sound normal in Clara's ears. His grip on Clara's arm had also started to soften, unlike earlier, tightly but not hurt.
At first, Haikal intended to go into the bathroom just to tease his wife, but unexpectedly, even himself who was tempted and seemed to be unable to resist.
“I wait for you outside, whenever you are ready.” Haikal stepped out of the bathroom after developing his warm smile on a girl he had currently managed to take care of and he had.
Clara immediately closed the bathroom door and stuck her forehead there while closing her eyes. He was nervous at this moment, his heart was beating fast even now his hands were already on his chest, to come feel the beating.
Long enough Clara spent time in the bathroom, making Haikal began to worry a little. No, not anxious but impatient. Yes, the man can't wait to do everything after all these years on his own until he finally finds Clara. And stupidly, he waited months more for today. This is not an easy matter for him who became a doctor, where every day see some parts of the patient's body.
Haikal had already removed the tie that had tied his neck quite tight all day. The suit for the reception celebration was also attached to the body of a chair. Now he took off the buttons on his shirt sleeve and inched until he reached the elbow. And it was at that moment that Clara came out of her bathroom, making Haikal turn her head, again with a slow motion.*lol
Clara came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe and a towel loop over her head. Her face was still the same, beautiful in Haikal's eyes. Whether it's using makeup or natural as it is now. Until it can make him swallow saliva with difficulty.
Haikal felt his turbulent heart, his struggling soul, as soon as he saw his wife like that in front of him. Never before had he seen a woman like Clara. Although he himself often saw the bodies of others who became his patients in the hospital. But, he could not deny his feelings .. only this time did he feel all this.
Slowly Haikal moved closer to his wife, while she bowed her head, perhaps embarrassed, because for her, this was the first time in a room with the opposite sex, dress in a bathrobe like this.
“I will also take a shower, let it be fair.” Haikal whispered in front of Clara who was still bowing her face, standing up.
As soon as Haikal entered the bathroom and closed the door, Clara exhaled. Quickly he immediately stepped towards the closet. She recalled the words of Tika, her sister-in-law, if Tika had prepared some clothes for her to sleep on tonight and some other supplies there.
However, as soon as he opened the closet how surprised he was by what he saw. Her sister-in-law prepared several pairs of lingerie with different colors. She quickly stepped towards the dresser and picked up her postel lying there, along with her husband's cell phone and other supplies.
Clara pressed a number, then stuck the electronic object to her ear, while stepping back to the front door of the closet and looking at the contents. “Hallo, Tika?! Why this sleep shirt? Nothing is more sane what?”
Across the phone, Tika seemed to fold both lips holding a laugh, she felt good to be able to prank on her new sister-in-law and said, “After marriage, the type of nightgown is like that, you can not even wear it at all. So you just choose, want to wear it or just plain. Oh yeah, make a dress home, I'll insert a set in the drawer underneath. Enjoy.” Tika disconnects her phone then laughs and turns out Tika is gathering at her parents' house, then decides to stay there, accompany her mommy with Max and also Shilla.
While in the hotel room, Clara finally resigned, pulled a set of maroon-colored nightgowns and put on it and threw her robe on a small table beside the closet. Then step quickly to get rid of a pair of goose towels and also a set of wine presented on his bed.
After that Clara also quickly took off a sheet of towel that wrapped her hair on top of her head and threw it on a chair, where there was already a suit hanging from her husband. Then ran into his blanket on the bed.
Clara pulled the blanket over her entire body and left her head alone, then suddenly her mind just floated away. Thinking of things he had never imagined before, not even daring to imagine them.
As Clara exhaled and closed her eyes, the sound of the bathroom door opening made her turn and find a male figure there. She came out wearing a towel wrapped around her waist and both hands raised while rubbing her wet hair using a small towel.
Seeing that scene, Clara immediately shocked and immediately turned her body sideways with her racing heartbeat. His heartbeat was able to make his breath hunt again. Clara rounded her eyes a while ago, not expecting to see back the athletic body of the man who a few months ago became her lover.
In contrast to Haikal who smiled thinly in response to the unusual reaction of his heart adoration. “Sayang?” call Haikal gently, but not flirting.
“Hm?!” Clara only answered him once in a daze, while still moving her eyes back and forth, with her thoughts growing wild.
'Stupid! What the hell am I thinking? Very dirty!' Clara cursed herself in her heart.
“I want warm tea,” said Haikal slowly.
“Not that you can make your own?” clara replied in wonder. She was confused by her husband's request, midnight like this asking for a cup of tea, why not just sleep?
“I am now your husband, your time—”
“Yes yes, I made.” Clara could not hear if the reason offended her duty as a wife. He immediately grabbed his blanket and put his foot on the sandal and walked towards the mini bar. There are already available complete some tools and materials needed to make tea, coffee or even hot chocolate, complete with electric kettle.
Clara forgot the clothes she was wearing at the moment and continued to pour water into the teapot and light up the settings of her teapot, in order to immediately boil the water in it. Then her fingers again prepared the ingredients she needed to make the first cup of warm tea that her husband would drink.
Haikal was surprised to see the sight, this time he opened his eyes to see the wife in clothes that wrapped her smooth skin. Again he who feels defeated, intends to tempt even he who is tempted. His faith is very weak when faced with a woman who has now officially become his wife.
Haikal slowly swallowed his saliva, lowered his frozen hand a few seconds ago, then threw the wet towel of his hair dryer onto the bed. His feet moved towards where Clara was standing and just as the woman was about to pour water on the teapot into the cup, Haikal prevented her.
Clara was surprised, either surprised because her activity was stopped or surprised by Haikal who was now behind her while wrapping one of her hands on her queen stomach. What is clear is that his heart rate, which was initially relaxed, again beat fast, then swallowed his saliva again.
Jemari Haikal immediately took over the teapot and put it down, unplugged the power cord and grabbed the woman's hand, bringing her to hold her own body. From the back of Clara's body, she was able to inhale the fragrance of her hair again and she flicked it onto one of Clara's shoulders and quickly stuck her chin on the side again.
“Sstt, the warm tea can wait, while the cold me can't wait,” Haikal sizzle right in Clara's ear as she was about to move aside.
Haikal's lips began to slowly stroke Clara's ears, peeling slowly and then down to her neck while inhaling the scent of her female body, which made Clara goosebumps. Her body trembled in the arms of the man who was now officially her husband, making her eyes instantly clenched perfectly.
Clara was no longer able to dodge, she was already trapped in Haikal's arms. Stuck in the weakness and tenderness of a man who takes care of him and enjoys him until the right time. Makes her feel like the happiest woman on earth. Being the fastest woman to produce offspring from the man who is now always present in every breath.
Not only did he get there, Haikal led Clara who he still tightly closed to step onto the bed. A place where warm and cold mix into one. A place where laughter and crying meld together. The place where all the stories will begin and end there. A place that has always been a witness of their burning love.
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