Unknown Love's

Where to Start?

Erlangga and Kinara were already sitting opposite each other at the dining table. There was no sound between them, only the crowd of spoons, forks and plates clashing against each other.

Really, Kinara was uncomfortable with this kind of situation. Erlangga who usually seems to be sweet to him, now chooses to be quiet and not look at him in the slightest.

"Mmm.mas, a..aku.", Kinara tried to venturate to open her voice. But her husband did not respond to anything.

'Oh, how did I start speaking?', Kinara was busy calming herself down.

Erlangga had already finished her meal, she immediately stood up, leaving Kinara who was feeling increasingly guilty at the dinner table.

Ten minutes later, Kinara had finished eating, tidied the dinner table and washed the dirty dishes in the washbasin. She hesitates to go back to her room, but she is also uncomfortable if she has to keep quiet with her husband.

'It's complicated to get married. It was like a cold war alone, huuffttt', he let out a heavy sigh.

After making up her mind, Kinara finally decided to meet her husband. He did not care what kind of response he would have to apologize for.

"Ok, keep calm Kinara. Resist his emotions, do not cry, and speak calmly", he murmured before opening the room door. Many times he took a breath, it was so stressful. Just this time he saw Erlangga's cold attitude towards him.

Slowly the door was opened, seen her husband who seemed busy staring at the laptop screen on the bed.

'Hmm.it seems he is busy', thought Kinara about to close the door again and exit.

"If you have something to say, speak quickly!", just call Erlangga. Kinara was rather surprised, she thought her husband was unaware of her presence at the door.

Feeling the green light, Kinara immediately approached her husband who was still focusing on his laptop.

"Mas.me.I want to apologize about.it.", Kinara hesitated to continue his words. Erlangga is not flinching.

"I'm sorry about what happened this afternoon. I didn't mean to behave like that, and.and I.not that I refused, it's just that.I..".", it's convoluted.

Erlangga averted his eyes, looking at his wife's face that seemed nervous and wrong.

"What's wrong. I-i understand. Maybe you are not ready, I will not force until you are really ready", his voice sounded firm.

Kinara ventured into her husband's eyes, "Sorry mas. I'm.i just don't want to disappoint anyone else until we do. That means I'm already completely your wife".

Erlangga scrunched her forehead, "Dismissing others? what do you mean?", his eyes turned sharp.

Kinara swallowed her saliva, she tried hard to calm herself who was getting nervous.

"Say, what do you mean? shouldn't I be the one who was disappointed because you have rejected me many times?", the intonation of Erlangga's voice began to rise.

Spontaneous, tears welled up in Kinara's eyes. Just this time she felt yelled at by her husband. But he tried to hold back that cry.

"Today Viona came here, mas. He asked me the same thing. The same thing he asked after I met you in Surabaya", finally Kinara tried to be honest.

Hearing Viona's name, Erlangga's forehead frowned even more.

"Viona's? what did he tell you?", he searched.

Again, Kinara swallowed her saliva, "Viona.he.he asked me to give her a chance to come back to you, mas", the tears flowed. Kinara couldn't help it anymore, Viona said in her ear.

Erlangga brought her body closer to Kinara, she gently pulled her body, then held it tightly.

"So that's why you rejected me, hm?", Erlangga kissed the head of his wife. Kinara was crying. She simply answered her husband's question with a nod.

"I'm sorry if my past is bothering you, even disturbing our relationship. Believe me, in my heart for now and forever there is only you. Viona is only my past, while you are my life and my future", Erlangga said like a stream of water that provided coolness in Kinara's troubled heart.

"But mas...Viona asked you for Alya".

"Listen, Alya is indeed my son with her, but that doesn't mean I have to go back with Viona just to give my love to Alya. I love you, really. Don't listen anymore to Viona's words, and never see her again, yes", Erlangga looked in Kinara's eyes.

"But mas.".", not yet finished his speech, Erlangga had closed Kinara's lips with a deep and warm kiss.

"Let's pray together, after that we rest. Your mind must have been tired all day", Erlangga showed a sweet smile. Kinara nodded. They also took ablution and prayers together in the room.

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"Already, ma'am", he answered short.

Ms. Asri took a deep breath, it was hard to imagine Farhan's departure to Germany.

"Mother why? is there a problem?", asked Farhan to see his mother's water change.

Ms. Asri shook her head and smiled faintly.

"Sir. Mom is fine. I'm just worried about your departure the day after tomorrow. You must be lonely again here", he replied.

Farhan understood how his mother felt. After his father's departure, he was the only one who gave his mother in this house. In the past, when Farhan expressed his desire to continue his studies in Germany, this expression was also seen.

"Mom, I'm sorry Farhan. Farhan had to leave his mother again. Farhan promised, as soon as Farhan would finish his studies there and come back here", Farhan bowed, kissing both hands of his beloved mother.

Ms. Asri smiled, "Yes, son, it's okay. I understand your circumstances and your choices. Learn well there, yes", said Bu Asri, who was replied with a nod to Farhan.

After dinner, Farhan returned to his room. Make sure all his belongings are ready and make sure all office affairs are handled properly.

"Hallo, Rick...".

"Yes Han, why?".

"A list of work that I have not completed I have sent by email yes. Lo check and then finish", Farhan ordered.

"ok boss. Anything else?", asked Erik.

"Mmm.nothing. Thanks to Rik".

"Yes, Mr. Boss".

After contacting Erik, Farhan's memory was adrift with Kinara. Ajeng's message that he would inform Kinara of his departure to Germany suddenly disturbed his heart.

"Should I preach it?", Farhan was distraught.

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Kinara and Erlangga were already preparing for sleep.

"Come here" Erlangga said as he patted his fielded chest.

Kinara immediately approached her husband, placed her head there and wrapped her hands around Erlangga's body.

Erlangga smiled, he rubbed and kissed the head of his wife.

"Darling.we've been married long enough, almost a year. As long as I have to wait for you to be ready?", Erlangga's sudden question left Kinara slightly stunned.

"Do you want it so much?", asked Kinara hesitantly. She understood the purpose of Erlangga's question so that she did not dare to look at her husband's face.

Erlangga chuckled, "What kind of question is that? of course I want it. I'm your husband and I'm a normal grown man. How can you ask like that, hm?", Erlangga raised Kinara's chin. Kinara's face blushed.

"Yes.ta..but mas...".

"But moreover? what are you afraid of me for? if you're still scared because of Viona, we've already discussed it. Now, what more reason would you give my wife dear?", Erlangga brought her face closer. Kinara could feel a warm breath blowing through her increasingly reddened face.

"A. i. i.e..fear mas. I...I don't know where to start?", he replied innocently.

That answer made Erlangga almost laugh loosely, yet she held it back. He understood, such a thing was certainly the first time for Kinara. He understood the fear and confusion felt by his beloved wife.

"Hmm.honey, you don't have to be afraid. I have promised to do it slowly, and you should not be confused where to start, let it be my duty. Your job is to enjoy it, yes", teased Erlangga who has started******* his wife's lips that always look tempting to him.