Waiting for Love for Me

76 ENDLESS LOVE

In the afternoon Dimas came home for lunch at home. During Alila's time in the hospital, he also always used his rest time to return to accompany his wife even though it was only a short time.

Arriving in the room, Alila was found still asleep with both hands hugging her stomach. He saw the face of the wife, there were still traces of tears visible to him, until he realized there was something hidden his wife to make him cry alone.

(Why don't you share your grief with me, Al?)

Dimas can guess, all this is still related to the incident that Alila had just experienced. He realized, losing two things that are equally valuable to a woman, would certainly leave deep wounds and sadness in their hearts.

Similarly, with Alila, Dimas can understand if the wife is still hit and feel very lost. Even though trying to show that he was fine, it turned out that in his heart Alila still held an unfinished sadness.

(I'm sorry I still don't understand you, Al. You have to cry yourself like this.).

Dimas knelt beside the bed, then his hand pulled the hair that was ruffled on the edge of Alila's pretty face. Then slowly rubbed his wife's cheeks with her fingers, to wipe the scars. And lastly, the kissed cheeks ranum as soft as possible.

Sensing a touch on her face, Alila woke up and slowly began to open her eyes. At once her lips curled a smile when she saw her husband in front of her.

"Have you gone home, Dim? Aah.., it turns out I fell asleep for a long time."

Alila blinked her eyes, dispelling the glare of the room lights that hit her face. Dimas helped him to sit on the bed, then kissed his wife on the forehead.

Suddenly Alila patted his forehead softly which Dimas had just kissed.

"I haven't prepared your lunch yet, Dim. I'm sorry..."

She lowered her leg about to get out of the room immediately, but was restrained by her husband who immediately sat next to her.

"Ssttt..., don't move fast just yet, Al! Remember the wound in your stomach hasn't dried up completely."

"Mama prepared it because when it was about to wake you up, you were still very sound asleep."

Dimas clasped Alila's body from the side, followed by a warm touch of his lips on the wife's cheek, then shifted back towards her ears, and down slowly tracing the neck of Alila's level that was so tempting.

Alila closed her eyes enjoying the sting of love from her husband that splashed warmth all over her body. His hand squeezed out Dimas' thigh when he felt the pleasure between the pain of the deep wound in his abdomen.

"Dimaasss.., stop..."

If she doesn't remember that she still has to go back to her office, Alila won't stop Dimas from doing whatever he wants to do.

"You'll have to get back to work soon, Dim. And you haven't had lunch either..."

Dimas opened his eyes and pulled his face which was still attached next to Alila's face. But before, he left one extra kiss on his wife's shoulder that made Alila move the part because of her gel taste.

"I'm sorry, honey. I can't help myself every time I see you and be around you like this..."

Dimas kissed Alila's side and smiled mischievously looking into his wife's beautiful eyes, making Alila shake her head at her husband's behavior.

"Come on, we'll have lunch!"

Alila prepared to stand up but Dimas cupped his body faster with his two firm hands then he stood up and carried his wife out of the room towards the dining room.

The shocked Alila could only resign and immediately put her hand around her husband's neck. Dimas who saw his wife was silent and according to him kissed Alila's lips without permission. The cup!

"Based on a bad husband, he likes to steal opportunities..." Alila's face was blushing in her happiness.

"I told you, you got to get used to it, Al. Because I would steal kisses like this a lot..."

Cupps! Dimas repeated his kiss on Alila's lips, just as they reached the dining table. He lowered Alila on the chair very carefully. He prepared his own lunch for the two of them.

It wasn't without reason that he kept pampering Alila like this. Although before he had also done it, but he increasingly wanted to pamper Alila when his wife was still sick and weak as now.

He just wants Alila to always remember and feel, that whatever happens to him, will not change the slightest feeling and attention Dimas to his beloved wife.

Especially after learning that Alila still harbors her own grief in the cries she hides from others, Dimas increasingly wants to show his love and devote as much affection and attention to Alila as possible at all times.

This lunch was different. Not because Dimas was more dominant in Alila's service, but because this was the first time Dimas returned home to lunch with his wife who was waiting for his arrival.

As usual, they ate with a plate together and fed each other. After eating, Dimas cleaned the equipment they used, then immediately prepared the medicine for Alila to drink.

"Cheal fast, and don't get sick anymore." Dimas said as Alila finished taking her medicine.

He kissed the lips that were still wet from the drinking water, then cleaned them with a gentle and attentive sweep of his hands.

Alila smiled and nodded. If only he could, he did not want to get sick like this, but had to be willing to lose something valuable in him. Again he remembered his condition which he thought was no longer perfect. The look on his face turned gloomy but was soon replaced with a smile. He tried to hide it from Dimas who actually already knew it.

Without saying anything more, Dimas carried Alila back into the room and sat her on the bed, and she sat down next to his wife. Both of his eyeballs stared straight into Alila's eyes without blinking, making his wife misbehave and could only avoid that glare by lowering her head.

"Tell me, Al."

"What?" Alila began to raise her head to find out the meaning of her husband's question that she had yet to understand.

"What are you hiding from me? Why are you crying on your own without wanting me to know?"

Alila was silent for a moment. She looked down again because she felt guilty for her husband. Dimas was just silent, waiting for his wife to speak first.

A moment later he answered Dimas's question with a softly restrained voice.

"I'm sorry, Dim. I'm afraid, afraid that after this I'll be hard pregnant and let you down..." Tears have flooded Alila's eyes.

Dimas let out a long sigh and began to organize the words he would say to his wife.

"How many times have I told you, Al. Don't think about things that don't happen. Don't overload your mind with something that makes you weak."

Dimas embraces Alila's body, bringing her into his arms. Kissed the top of the head of the wife while holding tightly to the body that began to shake slowly.

Alila sobbed in her husband's arms. She leaned against the chest of Dimas' field, seeking her calmness and comfort in the warm embrace of her beloved husband.

"I'm afraid of losing you, Dim. I'm afraid that someday you'll leave me because I won't come......"

"Sst...!!!" Dimas interrupted Alila's speech. Alila's body was drawn slowly so that they could look at each other and hold eyes together, without letting go of hugs.

"Now answer my question, Al. How much do you love me, love me?"

Alila shook her head weakly.

"I can't measure my feelings for you, Dim. Because my love for you is endless. This feeling kept growing and growing bigger and deeper in my heart. I love you so much..."

Dimas' heart trembled violently at Alila's confession, which sounded so honest and sincere, representing all the feelings in his heart and soul. Her entire body warmed up, not expecting Alila's answer to be able to reveal her feelings so strongly.

"As great and as deep as your love for me, so too is the love I have for you, Al. Even more than that. I love you very, very much. You're all I love, you're all I want, Al..."

"So please, never again doubt my love and sincerity for you. Never once thought I would leave you because it would never happen. In my heart, there is only you, forever..!!!"

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