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"Come fast in don't just stare there," Nevan said as she pulled Alisha's hand because Alisha was just staring at the doorway.
"It's really good, Mas, thank you for taking all this for our dinner" said Alisha smiling she saw Nevan's hand still pulling her hand gently.
Alisha is very happy about it even though she knows that Nevan is doing all that because she wants him to leave her life immediately but it has made Alisha very happy because she can feel such a romantic dinner this is with her husband.
"Take this as a gift for you to give up and get out of my life" Nevan said, sliding her hand over the chair for Alisha to sit on.
"This is the most beautiful gift that Alish will never forget Mas," Alisha replied with a smile and sat down on the chair.
Nevan sat in his chair a few moments later came the waiters of the restaurant carrying some dinner menu.
The soft sound of music adds a romantic impression to the dinner, Alisha and Nevan start their dinner quietly, Alisha occasionally sees Nevan being serious about her food.
When she finished her dinner, Alisha asked Nevan to dance.
"We dance yuk" said Alisha looking at Nevan with a pleading gaze.
Nevan is silent she actually does not want to dance but seeing the gaze of Alisha who looks at her with a pleading gaze makes Nevan can not refuse Alisha's request.
"Alright," Nevan replied briefly making the smile on Alisha's face even more revealing.
Nevan stands followed by Alisha, Nevan reaches out her hand and is greeted with pleasure by Alisha.
Nevan keeps both hands on Alisha's waist while Alisha keeps both hands on Nevan's chest.
Alisha looked into Nevan's eyes with lips that continued to stoop a smile, Nevan also looked into Alisha's eyes with a hard-to-understand look.
They moved to the right and to the left following the music scene with their eyes locked together not turning their gazes away at all.
Moments later the music stops Alisha and Nevan stops their dancing and takes their bodies away.
"We went home immediately it was night," Nevan said in a nod by Alisha.
Alisha walks beside Nevan balancing her steps with Nevan until they reach the parking lot and get into Nevan's car.
Alisha feels her heart is racing because tonight she is going to hand something precious to her husband for the first and last time.
Perhaps others will think that Alisha is a foolish woman for giving up the most precious thing in her to a man who never thought of her at all but returns to a matter of heart and love so much to control as well as Alisha.
Alisha's love is so great and sincere that she is willing to give what is in her to Nevan the first man who occupies every niche of Alisha's heart from the moment she doesn't yet know who Nevan is.
"Come down we've arrived" Nevan said as she opened her car door to throw off Alisha's daydreams.
"Yes Mas" replied Alisha and got off the car.
Alisha follows Nevan's steps with a pounding on her chest that gets increasingly out of control as she gets closer to her apartment.
Upon arriving at his apartment Nevan sees Alisha seriously.
"Are you sure you're going to do that, you can't leave without damaging yourself first" Nevan told Alisha she wanted Alisha to think about her decision first.
"Alish is very confident Mas, Alish wants to leave Mas Nevan's life in peace because Alish has become a wife entirely to Mas Nevan," replied Alisha with confidence.
Nevan doesn't talk anymore she gets confused for some reason she's hesitant now whether she should ruin the life of the woman in front of her to such a deep extent.
"Did you change your mind? if you change your mind, Alish will change your mind with our divorce, too" Alisha looked at Nevan.
Nevan stares at Alisha in that she does want Alisha to go but does it have to be this way? suddenly, Mesha's face was present in his mind, causing him to clear his doubts all for the sake of his relationship and Mesha, as he thought.
When he arrived at Alisha's room he saw two suitcases that Alisha had brought when they moved into her apartment already stored in the corner of the room.
"Is he really ready to go" Nevan said in his heart.
"Mas," call Alisha making Nevan turn her attention towards her.
Nevan walked over to Alisha who was standing next to her bed.
As they faced each other, Nevan instinctively brought her face closer to Alisha's face and kissed Alisha's thin lips very gently.
Alisha starts closing her eyes and wrapping her hands around Nevan's neck she can only follow Nevan's play because it's her first.
Nevan pulls Alisha's waist tightening their bodies for now there is nothing else on her mind no more Mesha no more thoughts of wanting to quickly end it all, he hated to admit it but he really enjoyed it.
She enjoys what she is doing with Alisha and feels an unfamiliar feeling as she kisses Alisha's lips.
Nevan leads Alisha gently to her bed and lays Alisha's body under her without letting go of her kiss.
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Alisha was still tightly hugging Nevan's body that had not been dressed the same as her, their bodies were both still plain and only covered by a blanket.
Alisha drowned her head in Nevan's chest listening to Nevan's regular heartbeat.
Nevan immediately fell asleep after they finished the relationship by hugging Alisha whether consciously or not Nevan hugged Alisha's body tightly before actually falling asleep.
"Finally Alish can feel the warmth of your embrace Mas, Mas Nevan's embrace is like a warm and soothing father's embrace," said Alisha closed her eyes she took advantage of Nevan who was still sleeping with a lingering embrace of Nevan for the first and last time.
After being satisfied hugging Nevan who was still calm with his dream Alisha sat herself in bed.
He took Nevan's shirt closest to the bed and wore it covering his plain body.
"Goodbye Mas" said Alisha staring at Nevan's calm face.
Alisha gets off her bed she picks up the clothes that were strewn across the floor she separates her shirt and Nevan's shirt, she puts the dirty clothes in her suitcase and keeps Nevan's clothes on the side of the bed.
"I have to take a shower first" he murmured and went into the bathroom.
Alisha cleans herself up first before leaving.
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