Waiting for Love for Me

26 REAL LOVE

"I..."

The pair of eyes of the man stared at him fixedly. Alila, who had originally averted her eyes, started to return Dimas's eyes.

"Do you feel happy? Emm., I mean meet my family.."

You said you were afraid I was angry, but now you're asking me whether I'm happy or not.."

"Because I saw the attitude of my family that received you well, Al."

"How do you want me?"

"Don't be mad because I didn't tell you before, Al. Because they don't even know if what I'm bringing here is you.."

"You mean?"

"Yesterday they asked me to introduce my lover and bring him here. They want to know if I'm serious or not with the relationship I'm in."

"I'm against it, Al. Because I've been convinced by my feelings, by my heart's choices, and by our relationships. Therefore, I dare to take you to meet my parents and family."

(Is that what you said, Dim?)

Alila looked at Dimas' eyes without blinking. He does not believe in the confession of the man he loves. He just can't believe that the love he's so long pendam and he keeps himself in his heart, has now got the same taste from Dimas.

He doesn't want to get stuck with his own feelings. She loves Dimas. Loved her. But all this time he's been used to loving without being loved.

He passed every moment of his time with Dimas without ever having his heart, even without Dimas knowing his true feelings for the man. He always took refuge behind the bonds of friendship that had been established between them.

While Dimas, he is too cold to know the true meaning of love. All this time he just wanted to try and play around with his own feelings.

He does not care to be considered a playboy who likes to change lovers. In fact, he was always cold and indifferent to his partner.

He harnesses his charm that makes many women race to get his heart. But in fact, his heart was never touched even by the women around him.

Until in the end, the love really greeted his heart that had been empty and tightly closed. His heart began to feel a beautiful vibe that he had never experienced before. His soul began to yearn for the presence of someone to always accompany by his side.

That true love has grown and blossomed in Dimas' life, adorning and coloring his days with Alila.

"I..."

Alila's eyes blinked to dispel the thoughts that approached her earlier. He looked into Dimas's eyes which were still fixed on him.

"You think of something?"

Alila simply fell silent not answering Dimas' question, making the man sigh slowly.

"Do you still doubt my feelings for you, Al?"

Dimas released Alila's hand and immediately pulled the woman's body closer to him. Both of his hands turned to the waist of the lover, locking the body to stay docked with his body.

Alila who was shocked spontaneously placed both of her hands on Dimas's shoulders. Their views met with almost no distance. The longer it went deeper as if it penetrated deep into the recesses of both hearts.

"I told you, your presence means so much to me. I feel very comfortable with you, Al. And it is that comfort that has opened the door of my heart to bring you into it and will remain there forever."

Alila was gobsmacked by Dimas' words. Their eyes are getting closer. He knew Dimas wasn't lying. What he says is what he feels.

"I believe you, Dim."

Dimas started to show a smile. A smile she rarely showed to others. A precious smile was too expensive for a Dimas who was always cold with the people around him.

"Thank you, Al."

As they deepened their eyes and developed the same smile on their lips, Alila hid her blushing face behind Dimas's shoulder.

He widened his smile and shed some tears of his happiness there, but hurriedly wiped it before it was known by the lover of the heart.

(I'm very happy, Dim.)

A few minutes passed in that warm position, until they realized that they were still in the kitchen area.

"Dim, we're just ahead."

Alila pulled her face and released her hand away from Dimas. Dimas finally complied, releasing his embrace from Alila's waist, and letting and following her step into the living room.

"Al, let's order lunch through the app, shall we?"

Dimas was already sitting next to Alila while his hands were busy with cell phones, picking and ordering his beloved's favorite food. After finishing with his order, he placed his phone on the table.

He turned his face to the side. How surprised Dimas was to find Alila's body had collapsed on the chair with her legs still dangling to the floor. The woman fell asleep with her body sideways position without caring about the uncomfortable place, in the long chair of the living room.

Dimas got up from his seat. With a slow and very careful movement, Alila's legs were lifted and straightened on the chair. Then he rushed to pick up the sofa cushion in the living room.

He knelt down right in front of Alila's face, raised his head with one hand and the other quickly put a pillow under him and put Alila's head back on the pillow.

After he finished doing so, Dimas smilingly looked at that beautiful face that had fallen asleep. Now he was sitting cross-legged, still in front of Alila's face. His left hand was on the edge of the chair while his right hand was busy grabbing onto the strands of hair covering Alila's face and tucking behind her ears.

(You're still beautiful even though you're asleep, Al.)

"You must be so tired today, Al.." Said Dimas softly while continuing to look at the face of his heart lover.

Suddenly Alila's hand moved slowly. Previously, the two hands were cupping each other beside his face. Now his left hand wafts down to touch the hand of Dimas who is on the edge of the chair.

Dimas's gaze turned to Alila's left hand. He saw the ring that he had just ringed this morning on his ring finger. It looks so beautiful adorning Alila's soft hands.

She slowly grabbed the fingers and kissed them several times and ended with a kiss right on her love ring.

"I love you, Alyakah."

Dimas patiently continued to wait for Alila beside him. Several times he took a photo of Alila's sleeping face. He smiled endlessly as he looked at the photos in his mobile gallery.

Thirty minutes passed from the moment Dimas ordered the food, the sound of a motorbike stopping in his yard. He immediately went out and met an online motorcycle taxi driver who delivered his order.

Soon the driver left and Dimas came in with two plastic food and beverage orders. Seeing Alila still asleep, Dimas placed his order on the table. He just took everything out of the plastic and arranged it.

After that he sat down cross-legged next to Alila. The drowsiness that also occupied him, finally made Dimas fall asleep with his head leaning on the edge of the chair, staying faithful beside Alila.

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