Waiting for Love for Me

40 IS VERY SPECIAL

As Dimas said earlier, a week later this weekend, Dimas brought Alila home to his parents outside the city.

After the wedding of Sandy and Nayla, Dimas immediately met Alila's parents and expressed his desire and determination to immediately marry Alila.

Having known the relationship between the two of them for almost five years, papa and mama Alila did not mind at all with the good intentions of both.

They await the arrival of Dimas' parents and family to visit and get to know each other more closely, all while discussing the wedding plans of their sons and daughters.

And now, the two of them were on a cross-country trip to the city where Dimas' parents and older brother were settling at this time.

They leave in the afternoon after work, so they can get there not too late. Dimas deliberately invited Alila to leave in the afternoon to enjoy a quieter and more shahdu night trip. While the day after tomorrow when they return home, they will leave during the day so they can spoil the eyes with a beautiful natural panorama along the way.

It was dusk when Dimas and Alila crossed the border between the two small towns. It's been an hour and a half since they've been traveling. While the total time needed to get to their destination city is about four hours. There is not half the journey they have been on.

"Al, let's take a break. It's late." too."

"Yes, Dim."

Dimas began to slow down his car, looking for a place to rest for a while. A few minutes later, he stopped his car in the courtyard of a cafe lesehan adjacent to the local mosque.

Dimas and Alila got out of the car, then stepped into the cafe holding hands.

They looked for a place on the side, close to the connecting door to the courtyard of the mosque. Dimas who looked tired immediately laid his body on a mat that was held as their seat. He folded his hands behind his head to serve as a sleeping pad, then closed his eyes.

Alila sat next to Dimas right above her head. He leaned against the cafe wall and straightened his sore legs. He smiled looking at Dimas who closed his eyes. His hand extended to the tip of Dimas' head, then gently rubbed it and occasionally scrambled his hair slowly.

(You must be exhausted, Dim. After work all day continued with a long trip out of town like this.)

"Message me a coffee with a little sugar, Al."

There was a slow sound of Dimas, still with his eyes closed.

"Yes, Dim."

A waiter came to record their order. After Alila informed him of some of her orders, the waitress rushed off to prepare them.

"Dim, I'll replace the one who drives the car. You can rest for a moment. It is not good to force yourself to keep carrying a car in this tired condition."

Dimas's eyes opened and stared intently at her, at Alila's face.

"Can't!"

"It's a long journey, Dim. I can take your place for a while so you can rest first."

"No. As long as I'm around, you can't drive your own car, Al. Except in urgent or forced circumstances. You are my responsibility. Enough of you by my side, this little bit of tiredness is sure to be gone soon."

Dimas grabbed Alila's hand that was still rubbing her head. He grasped it and pulled it slowly and kissed the back of the hand gently, then held it over the chest.

"Look at me, Al. My body is already feeling more comfortable and strong again."

Alila smiled as both pairs of their eyes stared softly as if flowing the energy of love with each other.

His hands that were above Dimas' chest could feel his lover's heartbeat beating hard and fast, the same as his own heart beating too tight and stifling. The tightness that covers happiness.

Their orders came. Dimas immediately got up and sat docked beside Alila. The woman took Dimas' cup of coffee and handed it to him.

Dimas immediately took over the coffee cup and began to sip its contents little by little and enjoy the warmth that began to flow in the chest cavity into his stomach.

Alila also drank her warm tea while looking down, looking at Dimas' left hand that had hugged his waist from behind. He held his own smile.

The two of them began to finish off the toast and fries that Alila had ordered. At times with his potency Dimas asked Alila to bribe him, and with all the attention of Alila also obeyed him and served his lover with pleasure.

After getting enough rest and fulfilling his obligations, Dimas and Alila again continued their night journey with a fresher body and a calm heart.

Alila tries hard to resist her drowsiness because she does not want to let Dimas drive his own car without anyone accompanying her sharing his story together. After all, it will feel more memorable and romantic when the two of them can spend the night together throughout the trip.

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At nine o'clock at night Dimas and Alila finally reached Dimas's parents' house. They have been awaited and welcomed by papa and mama Dimas on the front porch.

After getting out of the car, Dimas and Alila immediately approached mama and papa, then took turns saluting and kissing their hands.

Before entering the house, Dimas returned to the car to pick up his two travel bags and Alila containing their changing clothes. Then he followed the others who were already inside the house.

"Mama's cooking dinner for you. Eat first, then rest."

"Sister Darma and his family don't live here, Auntie?" Ask Alila.

"Oh, they live in their own house, not far from the cake shop. Tomorrow let Dimas take you there. They don't know if you're here yet."

Mama Dimas answered Alila's question while preparing dinner for the two of them.

"Come, you guys eat first and get some rest. For the talk about you two, we'll discuss tomorrow with Darma and Indira as well."

Papa Dimas reminded me that the night is getting late. After that he both agreed to rest in the room, leaving his youngest son and his beloved wife-to-be.

Stay Dimas and Alila both eat dinner made by mama Dimas. Sitting next to each other, making Dimas back spoiled asking to be fed by his lover.

"Why is your attitude now so spoiled, Dim."

"Just spoiled with you. Not with anyone else, Al."

"Why just me?"

"Because you're special, Al. I want to always indulge with you and also spoil you."

(Truly I feel very flattered, Dim.)

Dimas picked up the spoon on his plate and fed Alila carefully. They took turns to feed each other with eyes that looked at each other lovingly.

"Is it really like that? How special am I to you?"

"Very special. Nothing but you can bring me to my knees for love, Al. Only you are the first and only one who is able to open my heart and let yourself and your heart into it and reign there forever."

Alila's cheeks immediately felt so hot accompanied by a red tinge that colored the surface of her face. Millions of fireworks were bursting out alternately in his chest, emitting a glittering ray of love like a perfectly circular immortal jewel binding his heart.

"Never doubt my love, Al. Though I too late realize that I have fallen so deeply in love with you, I will make up for it by giving up all of myself and my heart for you to have and love forever."

Alila's eyes had begun to tear up as she was deeply moved and moved by Dimas' love confession to her.

"You make me want to cry, Dim."

"Don't cry anymore, Al. Your tears are one of my weaknesses."

Alila tried to hold her tears out. She smiled sweetly and made Dimas do the same, carving out the most beautiful smile that only Alila could see and enjoy.

Unbeknownst to them, from a room located behind their seats, Dimas' parents witnessed a rare event that delighted and appeased their hearts.

Their beloved son looks so spoiled and smiles happily with his future wife. A thing that has been very rare even almost never done Dimas when dealing with others.

"Look, Pa. Your son is now fully grown and very affectionate with his future wife."

"Hmm, yes, Ma. He has found his true love."

"Alila can make him happy and turn into a man who is responsible and ready to commit."

"She is the best wife-to-be for Dimas, and the best daughter-in-law for our family, just like Indira."

Mama shed tears, happy tears of a mother for her beloved baby. While papa was trying to hold back his feelings with a long sigh, he was so proud of his beloved son.

The door of the parents' room was perfectly closed just as Dimas kissed Alila's forehead gently and hugged her warmly and tightly.

"I love you, my future wife.."

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