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Evaporating Longing

Lara

I lifted my face and saw Ditya crying. I know he loves me very much. I've been doubting all this time about him.

Those loving eyes look so honest. So afraid of losing. I realized my mistake all along that had left her with no news at all.

"I'm sorry too. I think too much about myself. I want to go and forget everything. I know you are suffering so much. I'm sorry." I said in a soft voice.

"I don't want you to go anymore. You are my wife. Until whenever you are my wife. You are the woman I love so much. Don't leave me, Ra." Ditya hugged me tight. Crying in my arms.

How am I not broken? A leader of a large company whose name is often included in business magazines is now crying in my arms. Crying like a child who is afraid of being left.

I feel so loved...

I feel so needed...

This is what makes me love Ditya and never forget him. The man who loved me so sincerely, though I doubted his sincerity.

"I'm not leaving anymore" I said.

Ditya released his embrace and looked at me fixedly. "You promise?"

I nodded confidently. "Yes. I promise!" I said.

He approached me and kissed my lips. Slowly and gently. Made me subconsciously return every kiss. Makes me want to satisfy that longing that's been so intense for these five years.

We also began to open each other's hearts. Our kiss is getting hot. Our bodies want more.

I even reneged on my words earlier that Ditya did not want to touch at all. I gave up when my body so longed for every touch from him.

Dita started to defend me gently. Started to go through every inch of my body. Every movement of his hand made me feel like I was on fire, making me want to again and again.

Then Ditya started giving me kisses on my neck. I kissed each of my bodies gently. Ah.... I wanted this so much...

I didn't realize that all the buttons on my shirt had been completely removed. I didn't even realize that Ditya was already on top of me. It supports me with both of its muscles that I so want to touch.

I want to touch her too. I also took off the clothes he was wearing. Tracing his perfectly sculptured body of the Creator.

Ditya then buried himself in my neck. His breath makes me crumble but I don't want this to stop.

Ditya also began to go down and make my defense lost control when he began to play around with two pieces of crazy mine. My voice began to lift his name.

"The...."

"Yes, Ra. Say my name and hold Ra!" her door.

I kept mentioning his name among the pleasures I felt.

Until I didn't realize that Ditya was starting to unify. I wanted to resist but my body was powerless. My body wants it.

I finally let Him do what He wanted. This apartment room is a witness to the reunion of our love. It didn't take long, just two days after I returned to the company and we were out of control.

We always lost control when we met each other. That's why Ditya and I did it before we got married.

We continued to vent our longing until we were exhausted and fell asleep at a quarter of the night. Ditya kept hugging me throughout her sleep, afraid that I would leave her again. I also hugged him tightly. Afraid of losing the comfort I hadn't felt in a long time.

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I woke up to the sound of an alarm that I put on every day so as not to bad luck. I don't think I want to wake up. My body was still very tired after a night of satisfying myself and longing for both of us.

He kissed my forehead and I returned with his arms tighter. The cold morning air made me not want to move from the most comfortable place. His hug.

"You said you wanted to go to Mama Bima's house. Forgot it? I don't mind if you keep going like this." said Ditya reminded me of my son Lily.

I sat up straight and went straight to the bathroom. She smiled and did what she used to do. Tidying up my bed while waiting for me to finish my shower.

"Wait for me to take a shower! We're going to Mama Bima's house together. Remember, I won't let you go anywhere without my supervision!" threaten Ditya.

I nodded obediently. While Ditya was taking a bath, I put on make up and tidied up my appearance. I also baked bread and made warm milk for our breakfast.

Out of the room with a nice dress up. Work shirt and pants with dark brown color. Looks so seductive. It feels like I want him to fight again in bed if I do not remember the promise I made last night to Mama Bima.

"Boyle!" Ditya hugged me and kissed my cheek. "This beautiful sight is finally back in my life." Ditya wrapped her arms around my waist who was baking bread.

"Great views?" my many.

"Yes. Seeing you prepare breakfast while hugging you tightly like this for me is a beautiful sight. I would trade all of mine for being with you like this." He kissed my cheek again. He then cupped my face and kissed my lips softly. "I want to be alone again last night. How about we skip work today?"

"There's something I want to tell you! That's what matters. Let's have breakfast first!" take me.

"Tell me what?" He followed me and sat on the dining table chair. He drank the warm milk I made.

"Later. Let's have breakfast first!" I served him toast and we had breakfast together.

After breakfast, I invite Ditya to go to his new home Mama Bima. Only this house remains. All used up for Bima's medical expenses. I want to help but I am always rejected. Until finally my help was accepted but before long Bima finally gave up and left forever.

"Come on! Comedown!" take me.

Ditya. We got out of the car and I pressed Bima's house bell. Mama Bima did not open the door. A few times I pushed him open the door.

"Ma!" I kissed Mama Bima's hand. He seemed surprised to find Ditya standing behind me but still gave his hand to Ditya salim.

"You... With her?" mama Bima asked while pointing at Ditya.

I'm nodding. "We... Get back together like Bima wanted."

Mama Bima smiled. "Thank God. Mama knows Bima would want you to be happy too. You guys go in first. Lily's been waiting for you since yesterday!" Mama Bima opened the door wide for us to enter.

Before I entered, Ditya pulled my hand. "Lilly? Who's Lily?"

I smile. "My child. Come inside! I'll introduce you later."

Ditya. He's still digesting the information I said.

"Your son? Lily?" he asked again as if he did not believe my honest confession.

I haven't had time to answer Ditya's question, a beautiful little boy with two pigtails running while shouting my name.

"Mama!"

I opened my arms and Lily slid into my arms. "How come last night didn't come anyway?"

"Mama?" ask Ditya again. He looked at Lily closely.

"Lily, know. This is Papa Ditya! Papa you!" my words left Lily and Ditya dumbfounded.

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