
"Are you ready, Al?"
Dimas opened the trunk of the car and put the suitcase he would carry, as well as the suitcase that Alila would bring to his parents' house. They had agreed, as long as Dimas left then Alila would stay at his parents' house because Dimas did not want his wife to just stay alone in their house.
"Already, Dim. Your other gear already?" Alila finished locking the door and walked out to her husband.
Dimas nodded while showing the briefcase still held in his left hand. After closing and locking the trunk, she opened the back door and placed her briefcase on the chair, next to the blanket she used to wear to Alila every time she fell asleep in her car.
Something came to her mind as she took the blanket and carried it out. He stepped into the back of the car and reopened the trunk.
"Something's missing, Dim?" Alila asked who was already standing next to the car, after locking the fence of their house. Her eyes were on the thing her husband had brought.
"You're the one left behind, Al..." Dimas' nosy smile still made Alila blush even though she knew that her husband was only joking.
"That blanket, why are you taking it out? Yesterday I washed, it was clean and fragrant again. So just let it stay in the car."
Dimas. He opened the outer bag of his unfilled suitcase and put the blanket inside, after which he immediately locked the trunk.
"Go get in the car, Al."
Alila complied and got in the car. Then Dimas told me.
"I want to take the blanket with me, Al. Every time I look at that blanket I'm always thinking of you. You always fall asleep under that blanket, with your beautiful face looking calm, which has made my heart vibrate beautifully for the first time..." Dimas honestly admitted his feelings at the time.
"How come, Dim?" Alila still did not understand the meaning of her husband's words. He stared curiously at Dimas.
"Yes, Al. Maybe my heart has been attracted to you for a long time, and I always wanted to be with you and take care of you more than a friend. I also didn't realize that everything I did to you was a special form of concern for you. I'm just doing what I want to do with you, just like that. But it turns out....."
Dimas cut the story for a moment. She smiled, remembering the old days, when she was with Alila at every time and opportunity.
"But it turns out I misrepresented our closeness so I always thought our relationship was just a friendship. To the point where I feel dislike and unwilling if another man approaches you and expresses his feelings for you."
"If to others my attitude is considered jealousy, but to me it's all I consider as a form of protection so that you get someone who is the best, who should be better than me at guarding and protecting you."
"In the end my thinking about you began to change, Al. A beautiful vibe was present to my heart when that night I saw you sound asleep in the car. All of a sudden, I felt that vibe of love and made my heart happy when I saw you with me. In fact, I almost wanted to touch and kiss you."
Alila was amazed to hear Dimas' honesty. Not expecting if the activities they often do together first, which they call as usual that's what makes Dimas fall in love with him.
"From that night on, I began to realize my true feelings for you, Al. I started to open my heart and let all those feelings get into it. Love, longing, jealousy.., I used to feel all that to you, until I was fully convinced that what I felt was true love for you. I'm in love with you..."
Alila's current feelings could no longer be expressed in words. He was happy, very happy, too happy to hear Dimas' confession. A frank expression of feelings from the man she loved so much and will forever love with all her heart.
"Thank you, Dim." Alila hugged Dimas and leaned her head where she was most comfortable, on the chest of her husband's field.
"I love you so much, Al. Never doubt my feelings for you again. As I have always believed in your complete love for me."
Dimas kissed Alila's forehead. Soft, deep, warm and full of thanksgiving and prayers and wishes for the good of their relationship.
Alila nodded surely in the warm embrace of her husband. This morning, his heart felt an incredible happiness. No more doubts have taken hold of his heart. She believes fully if Dimas loves her and will always love her.
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"I'm gonna miss you so much, Al. Take good care of yourself. Don't be naughty!"
And it is true what many people often say, if the relationship after marriage it will become more mature by itself as time goes on.
If they used to part with a heavy heart and are still overwhelmed with a lot of worries, another case with now. They feel calmer and more ready to face and live it, because their bodies and hearts have become completely attached to each other.
"I'm just being naughty with you, Dim." Alila smiled in her husband's last embrace, before they got out of the car. They had already reached the courtyard of the office building where Dimas worked.
"Thank you for letting me bring my own car."
Alila pulled her head over her husband's chest and kissed Dimas' right cheek.
"Emm...., may I go out with Nayla or my office mate once in a while?" The beautiful eyes of the woman looked expectantly at her husband.
"No, if there's another man with you. Remember that, Al."
Dimas's reply made Alila give one more kiss on her left cheek.
"Yes, Dim. I love you, just love you..!"
"I love you more, baby. Loves you so much..!"
Dimas tightened his embrace before letting go and ended it with a kiss of affection on Alila's forehead.
But unexpectedly, Alila actually returned the favor by giving a kiss of farewell warmer and more beautiful by uniting the lips of both. No doubt they finally enjoyed a deep and wet kiss as usual.
"I will miss this kiss from your soft lips. Hurry back, Dim. I'm waiting for you..."
"I'll give you a longer, more delicious kiss after I get home, Al. I'll be right back for you..."
After tidying up, they both got out of the car. Dimas took his briefcase and briefcase, then handed Alila the car keys.
"Be careful, Al. Don't forget to let me know when you get to the office."
"Yes, Dim. You be careful there too. Don't get tired and always take care of your health."
Alila kissed the back of Dimas' right hand and was immediately reciprocated by the man with a kiss on his favorite woman's forehead.
Alila got into the car, this time from the right door. For the first time in a long time, he was able to sit back behind the wheel. And for the first time, he was in control of the car Dimas, because all this time he just sat as a loyal passenger who always accompanied the car owner.
Dimas took off the speed of the car that Alila was driving with a faint smile on his face that began to turn cold and flat. After his car came out of the main gate, he pulled his suitcase and walked towards the lobby of the building where Mr. Albi and several other team members had already arrived first and were waiting for him.
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