The Ruler's Love Contract

Hopenesses

His afternoon...

Orange spray begins to decorate the sky of Dubai City. Accompanying the footsteps of two people who love each other, towards the night market in the middle of this city. Colorful lights also appear to decorate the entire ceiling of the market. Bianglala, the comedy-play is also there. The night market held later this year attracted Ara's attention to visit her. She and her husband walked around her.

"Honey, someday we'll have something to hold." Ara holds her husband's hand.

The woman in red seemed happy as she circled the night market. The husband was still faithful to accompany. The shirt is removed so that it only wears a white shirt that is rolled up to the elbow. His subordinates are still in shoes. His black trousers seemed to be in harmony with the jeans Ara was wearing.

"I hope by the time that day comes all my work is done." Rain looked at Ara.

Ara smile. "I also hope we can bring the little ones vacation together to Indonesia." Ara leaned her head on Rain's shoulder.

Rain smiled as well. He incriminated his head to Ara and then again saw the view of the night market that was so lively. This bustling atmosphere makes Rain's heart also crowded. He no longer feels alone.

The night market later this year is crowded with visitors. Not only locals, but tourists also visit it. So that night time feels like day, it's crowded.

I hope at the time of his birth he will no longer be in the organization. Maybe I'll stand alone. I don't want my personal life to be governed by grandfather. I want to live quietly with my wife and children. It's a lot of fun together, it's what I want rather than life having everything but being restrained.

Rain muttered in his heart. He wanted freedom when his son was born. He did not want to be bothered by his adoptive grandfather anymore, who to the extent of his personal affairs. Rain felt that if he was still in the organization, he would not get freedom. And because of that he wanted to resign, without any coercion from any party.

Honey, I'd love to have this baby with you on my side. I will give birth, yes.

On the other hand, Ara hoped that Rain could continue to accompany her. After all Ara was just a stick of kara here. He only has Rain. In Dubai it has no relatives let alone family. His hope is full of the ruler of mining in the Middle East. Nothing but Rain.

Both of them are so pure and true. The age difference is quite far it does not hinder the relationship of love between the two. Ara could mature herself and Rain who was still acting spoiled. They are like exchanging positions, but remain in their respective portions. Give, receive and complete each other.

Cultural and climatic differences do not preclude either. They share stories about their countries. So great is the power of love that it can unite many differences. But, unfortunately, not everyone is conscious.

An hour later...

Ara buys snacks at the night market. And now they're stopping by the meatball stall over there. Apparently in the market tonight there is also a meatball stall. It's just not cow meatballs, but camel meatballs. And Ara began to taste it.

The soup turned out to be different from the broth in my country. I don't know why I miss Indonesia. Spices there are second to none.

Ara just tasted a little of the meatballs. He then gave the rest of the meatballs to Rain. Rain who was still not exhausted seemed reluctant to eat meatballs from Ara. He also seems to dislike camel meatballs.

"Why Dear? Nausea again?" asked Rain who was sitting next to his wife.

"Em .. It feels a little strange." Ara whispered so as not to offend the owner of the meatball stall.

Rain covered his mouth with his hand. He's holding back the laughter. "You're not used to it yet, my heretic. Want to try another culinary?" ask Rain to his wife.

Ara looked around. "I want to eat some fruit soup. Is it here?" ask Ara while looking.

"Don't want to eat kebabs?" Rain asked back.

"Knebab? Meat sandwich?" Ara ensure.

"He-em. But burned. Wanna?" Rain quickly drank.

"Eh, why two?" Rain enthusiastically responded to his wife.

"Because one's for me, one's for her."

Ara held onto Rain's hand and placed it on her stomach. When Rain smiled, he rubbed his wife's stomach. He felt he was the perfect man because he would soon be a father.

"Yeah, we buy." Rain invites Ara to buy kebabs.

Ara smiled and then moved from sitting. The two then look for where the kebab sales are. Arriving there, Rain immediately ordered two large kebabs for Ara and also the little one who was growing up in there. They are an example of a happy family.

Tomorrow...

This morning Ara prepared for Rain to go to work. Seemed himself was wearing a tie of his beloved husband. Rain also tidied the tie while glazed in front of the mirror. Ara immediately brushed her husband's hair. He so spoiled Rain.

Many people do not know if sometimes men also want to be pampered. However, men need to find the right woman first. If not, it will embarrass him. And now Ara has been able to give Rain what he wants without having to be asked. He served Rain with all his heart and his feelings.

"Later I'll check out the newly discovered oil field. Likely to be home a little late." Rain told his wife.

"Can I come?" ask Rain.

Rain held his wife's arms and kissed her. "Honey, there it stinks. You will get drunk later. Not because of the oil but because of the scent of drilling. I don't want you to be nauseous anymore." Rain is worried about his wife.

"Hm, okay." Ara also resigned.

"Dear." Rain then sat Ara on her lap. "After we're done here, we're off to Saudi Arabia. We'll take a walk there. Don't you want to see Mecca?" Rain asked his wife.

Ara stunned. He certainly wanted to go there. But unfortunately he could not bring his mother along. "Let's tell me, will you?" Ara request.

Rain nodded. "Jack will stay on standby to pick you up. Maybe you want to buy something alone." Rain allowed Ara to leave without her.

"You're sure I can go alone?" ask the doubting Ara.

Rain nodded. "But wear a long dress. Like Dubai women in general. So they think you're real here, too. So no one dared to bother." Rain said again.

"You like me wearing a hood?" Ara wanted to know her husband's wishes.

Rain nodded. "That night of prayer together you were so beautiful, dear," she said, making Ara realize something.

Husband ....

Ara immediately hugged her husband. Suddenly he felt his own. "Slowly, yes. I'll try it for you." Ara asked for time.

"Yes, honey." Rain rubbed his wife's long hair gently.

This morning, a moment of confusion happened again between the two. Both Rain and Ara already knew where they were supposed to be. And Ara began to try to fulfill her husband's request. Little by little, slowly but surely, she will please her husband as sincerely and as deeply as she feels.