Waiting for your Love to Grow

Right to Me

Nabila and Denis were already in the car that picked them up at the airport and would take them to the hotel. On the way to the hotel, they stopped for lunch at a restaurant.

Nabila turned her body slightly, facing towards Denis. "How many days are we here?", asked Nabila, raising her head to look at her husband's face.

Denis settled for a glimpse of Nabila's eyes, then his gaze returned to the front. "It should have been 3 days of work, but we could have been here 7 days, 10 days, or more. Let's see" Denis said calmly.

"*Kok is not sure. Don't be long, how do I keep doing? This was also not a permit, did not enter the office. What if I get fired?"

"It's boring to travel with you! always do, I want to go home. Yes it's there, go home alone, go home*!", Denis said annoyed.

"And I'm just nanya, just like__“. Nabila's words were interrupted, as Denis looked at her with bulging eyes. He was forced to shut up and turn his body and face the window beside him.

They were silent without talking to each other. Not long after the car arrived at the hotel. A doorman opened the car door for them. Denis immediately headed to the lobby after getting out of the car. Nabila followed him from behind with a bellboy carrying their luggage.

Denis immediately dropped his body on the bed, after the hotel attendant who escorted them, saying goodbye. He tilted his body so he could see his wife who was busy putting their clothes in the closet.

"Bring first, it's late afternoon!" Nabila's orders, while closing the closet door. She then walked to the bed carrying a change of clothes for her husband.

Nabila sat on the edge of the bed. She took off the shoes that her husband was wearing. Denis got up and sat right behind Nabila. Both his hands were coiled around his wife's stomach and his chin was placed on her shoulders.

"Let's hunt for a bath", said Nabila while patting her husband's hand on his stomach. But Denis nodded.

"Yes I used to take a shower then" said Nabila while trying to get up from her seat, but Denis held her back.

"Here it is, don't go anywhere" spoiled Denis, getting his arms tightened. A moment of silence.

"Nab.", Denis' voice ogled breaking the silence in the room. Denis rubbed his cheek gently onto Nabila's cheek.

"Hemmm", Nabila tried to absorb the sound of the call.

"Let's have dinner with the client, will you come?"

"Can't be mas. I don't bring clothes, just work clothes with home clothes. After that you want to come here do not say first", said Nabila while turning his body so that facing Denis.

"Pake as soon as possible, Nab. Don't dress up pretty".

Nabila put her palm on Denis' cheek. "Your meeting with the client is an important meeting, so if I accompany you, it should not be careless appearance. I don't want to embarrass you", Nabila's voice was soft.

Denis pulls Nabila in his arms. He rubbed Nabila's back gently. Nabila returned the hug and briefly enjoyed the distinctive aroma of her husband's body.

Then alternately they go into the bathroom to clean themselves.

The time is 19:04. Danis was getting ready to go to dinner at the hotel restaurant. He wears a navy t-shirt, paired with a blazer and pants in matching colors. Although wearing less formal clothes, but the impression of a cold leader can not be separated from him.

Nabila nodded at her husband's orders. She followed the steps of her husband who was walking towards the door to get out. Denis' hand was still faithfully coiled around his waist.

"Be careful" said Nabila gently, looking up at Denis who was standing opposite him. Denis grabbed Nabila's chin, then kissed her lips gently. Nabila returned the kiss was no less soft, making the two people a little forget about time.

Suddenly the bell rang, ruining a little pleasure they were getting. Denis also opened the door, which turned out to be a hotel employee who was delivering food.

After the hotel employee put the food on the table and left the place, Denis left the room without saying goodbye to his wife.

After Denis left, Nabila immediately sat in front of the new dish. He enjoyed every spoonful of food that went into his mouth on the television show he had just started.

After eating, Nabila climbed on the bed. He took his phone on the nightstand and checked the incoming message which turned out to be a notification that seemed to fill his phone screen when the screen lock was open.

Nabila opened the message one by one and tried to reply. As he had expected, most of the incoming messages were messages from his teammates. Most of the messages asked the reason for his absence at the office today. How not to ask a few days he did not go to work, then entered one day and was absent again.

Long Nabila struggled with his cellphone until drowsiness began to approach him. He then forced his body to clean itself into the bathroom. After getting out of the bathroom, he deliberately moved to the sofa near the window so he could enjoy the beach view that occasionally pounded the waves to his ears.

The night is getting late, but the husband who is waiting for his arrival has not been seen. Nabila who had tried to resist sleepiness finally gave up, he fell asleep in the cold of the night Lombok Island.

The clock shows at 23:17, when Denis opens the door to his hotel room. He stepped towards the bed, while his eyes were circling looking for the figure he had been thinking about.

His eye lens then focused on the figure of the sleeping woman curled up like cold, on the sofa. Denis pulled both corners of his lips. He immediately took the blanket on the bed and covered it to his wife's body. Not forgetting he pulled the open window curtain to close perfectly.

After cleaning himself and changing clothes, he went up to the bed and opened the laptop that had been placed on the pillow in his lap. He wants to check his work. However, the shadow of his wife made him undo his intentions. He closed the laptop and put it on top of Nakas.

Denis walked over to his wife's place. He then snuck into the blanket that Nabila used. The sofa he was sleeping on was not as wide as his mattress, but enough to accommodate both of their bodies.

Denis kissed the nape of Nabila, occasionally sucked in the scent of his wife's body. The coldness of the night, made Denis further tighten his embrace to seek warmth.

His hot body made him tempted to go down his wife's neck, giving warm kisses there. His hands began to guerrilla, into his wife's pajamas.

Nabila who realized there was someone nearby, had been shocked. But he can control himself. He tried to open his eyes and regain consciousness. "Mas, have you come home?" said Nabila in a hoarse voice. She tried to turn her head so that her eyes could see that she was Denis, her husband.

Denis, who heard his wife's voice, was shocked and stopped the activity he was doing. He hurried to get up to sit down. "I'm sorry Nab" she said softly as she pulled her hair with both hands.

Nabila who saw Denis's behavior, felt kasian. She got up, then wrapped her hands in her husband's stomach and resuscitated her head in the chest of her field. "You have full rights over me, including my body" said Nabila softly.

Hearing Nabila's words, Denis' heart calmed down. He gently peeked at the top of Nabila's head many times, then raised his chin and kissed on his forehead, eyes, cheeks, nose, and of course his wife's lips that always seemed to tease him.

Denis lifted Nabila's body from the sofa and moved it to the bed. In that place they both achieved the pleasure they had just the first time they got. The pleasure they should have had in the night after Ijab kabul.

Will the bond as husband and wife get stronger, after this?