Waiting for Love for Me

92 WHATEVER HAPPENS

One week passed, and as Dimas told Alila, everything was fine, nothing bad happened until the weekend came back. Yet for some reason, Alila still felt something uncomfortable in her heart.

"What about your new job, Dim?"

After taking an afternoon shower after work, they were both busy in the kitchen, making pudding and about to prepare dinner.

Alila boiled the water in the pot to make a pudding sauce, while on the table Dimas helped her peel and slice various fruits for the filling.

"Just like before, Al. What's different is just my greater responsibility."

Alila hugged her husband from behind without wanting to disturb the activity of the man who was still busy with fruits in front of her. His head leaned comfortably on Dimas' back while closing his eyes.

"What about Mr Albi?" Every now and then Alila looked at the stove to check the water she was heating.

"Still in the highest position in our division. He is a very good boss. I also feel very comfortable working with Mr. Albi all this time."

"Mmm.., is everything okay, Dim?" Ask Alila carefully.

"Yes. Lately you've been asking that. What was? Is there anything that bothers you?"

Dimas put the fruit and knife he was holding, cleaned his hands with a clean cloth then turned his body to face his beloved wife.

Both of her hands touched Alila's shoulders while gently rubbing her. Her sharp eyes stared fixedly into the woman's eyes, trying to figure out what Alila was really feeling.

"So, my feelings are still not good. I still feel something bad is going to happen, but I don't know what it is..." Alila breathed slowly.

"I'm scared, Dim. I'm worried about you..."

Alila had already tightened her body hugging Dimas very tightly, greeted with a warm embrace of her husband's two hands that tried to calm her down.

Looking at Alila who was carried away by his mood, Dimas immediately reached out his right hand to turn off the stove, then again tightened his embrace with a kiss on the top of his wife's head.

"I'm okay, baby. You see for yourself, I've always been fine." He said while cupping Alila's face so they stared at each other in close range.

"Are we not together every day? So there's nothing you need to fear anymore, Al." Long Dimas kissed Alila's forehead with all his feelings, until his chest felt tight because it also felt what was being felt by his beloved woman.

(Actually I feel it too, Al. But I don't want to make you feel more afraid. Let's hope we're worried this will never happen.).

Dimas stopped his kiss and smiled and stroked his wife's head gently, making Alila's heart become calmer and returning the smile of his beloved man.

"Here, don't think about it anymore! Let's continue making the pudding." Dimas let go of his embrace and then turned on the stove again. Then they together complete the process of making Dimas favorite fruit pudding.

"For dinner, we'll take you, Al. Or do you want us to eat out?"

Dimas canceled their cooking so that Alila was not tired, considering her mood was not too good.

"Yes, Dim. Let's order it."

"All right, my dear Sleeping Princess! Tonight we will rest early so that tomorrow morning is fitter and ready to go to the beach."

Dimas assented his wife's choice because he had planned to take Alila on vacation to the beach to spend their time on the weekend this time.

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The next morning before dawn, Alila woke up with her face still leaning comfortably on Dimas' chest. She began to feel a warm touch of skin between her body and her husband's body.

After a few times poking both of his eyes, his consciousness had already returned completely. He smiled seeing himself so tightly hugging Dimas' body.

The man who was still asleep continued to hug him without any restrictions because their bodies were still equally open without a thread, only a blanket that covered the two bodies that embraced each other.

The night before going to bed, Dimas was suddenly so eager to unite with his wife, when a moment before he himself invited Alila to rest early.

Alila smiled remembering the events of last night while continuing to immerse her face in the chest of the field of the husband while praising in her heart, the treatment of Dimas who was so gentle and always made her enjoy every romance they had.

Alila continued to curl her thin lips, staring fixedly at the calm face of Dimas who closed her eyes with a smile engraved on her sweet lips.

Unable to bear it, Alila again touched the lips with her lips until the owner woke up to feel the warmth that tempted her to reply without giving a pause.

Immediately, Dimas had already begun to re-unite them gently and slowly. Instinctively, their bodies reacted to each other and triggered a desire that again seduced the two to immediately do something beautiful again in the silence of the morning.

Alila has dissolved into the game of her husband who always spoils her. With gentle and rhythmic gestures of love, the woman began to balance her husband's play with a body that had been equally turbulent and was ready to fly together to soar enjoying the peak of passion so beautiful and loving.

"Thank you, Al. You gave me a morning that will never be forgotten. I love you, love you so much..."

Despite still gasping for fatigue, Alila replied by still wrapping her hands over Dimas's body and touching her husband's chest with her sultry lips, giving him a soft kiss many times.

"I love you more, Dim. Loves you so much. Thank you for this memorable morning..."

After completing their love desire until they are satisfied, Dimas and Alila continue their intimacy in the bathroom. For nearly half an hour they cleaned themselves up and continued to kiss after kiss that they never wanted to have.

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Before leaving according to the holiday plan, they had a breakfast of nasi uduk that Dimas bought at the end of the main road. Not to forget Alila brought artificial fruit pudding yesterday afternoon that has been stored in the refrigerator, as well as several drinks packaging various kinds.

"Dim, isn't it too early if we go there now?"

The road is still quite quiet because on every weekend there is no traffic density that is usually jammed because it is filled with vehicles to schools and offices.

"Do you want us to go somewhere else first?"

Alila shakes. He would rather go to the beach than anywhere else.

"I'd rather linger on the beach, Dim. The most appropriate place to calm down and release all the burdens of our minds..."

"alright. We're heading straight for our beach."

Dimas smiled seeing his wife look cheerful and excited enjoying their short holiday today.

(May you always be happy like this, Al. Your happiness is something I will always prioritize more than anything else.).

Dimas continued to drive his car at a moderate speed tend to slow down and open both sides of the window so they can enjoy the cool and refreshing morning atmosphere.

Arriving at the last crossroad before entering the beach area, Dimas stopped his car because it was blocked by red lights. His left hand grasped the friendly right hand of Alila and kissed her with affection.

"I love you, Al. Don't ever leave me no matter what..."

Alila smiled feeling the sincerity behind Dimas's soulful words.

"I love you too, Dim. I will always be by your side. No matter what happens, we'll always be together forever..."

The two of them put their eyes together with the twinkle of love so visible in the radiance of their eyes.

Traffic lights start to turn yellow, the new Dimas prepares to wait for the green light to actually turn on.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a large car traveling at very high speed hit the right side of Dimas' car right at the steering wheel controlled by Dimas.

"Awas, Al......!!!"

Without being able to dodge at all, Dimas suddenly moved his body to the left to grab Alila's body and buried her down to protect the woman he loved so much more than his own life.

"O......!!!"

Their two bodies were united, but not as beautiful a union as it had been before.

Bruukkk...!!! Sreett...!!! Bruuukkk...!!!

The big car twice hit the car Dimas then drove very fast leaving a location that is still quiet and far from the vehicle.

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