Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
The Happy New Year

But we're not really both. Mayra and Alfi who knew we were at home - deliberately came to disturb us.

Why did I say they were disturbing?

Because in addition to visiting us, they deliberately came to challenge and heat Reza to show each other affection. More precisely, her personal goals are Alfi, Mayra as a wife - - as crazy as her husband - - often willing to serve the madness of her husband who likes to tease Reza. And, Reza is often lured if Alfi has called him Men Cemen.

"That's been going on for years, Ra. Especially when the marriage was left by his ex, Alfi and Ari were satisfied with his hard-to-move-on softness. Hence, now Reza often feels challenged if Alfi mocked him like that."

I'm shaking my lips. "Whateverb. Anyway I don't want to go through your madness."

Although in the end I let Reza hold me when I was busy with my grill.

"You're like a kid, you know!"

She grinned. "Not really," he said. "I want to have fun with you. Because they're coming, so it's like I'm following their game. Actually no, I'm."

I stick out my tongue for not believing. "Related?"

"Yep. We were just together. So, I want to spend my days making out with you. Paying off our painful parting" he said straightforwardly. He closed his sentence with one warm kiss on the cheek.

I tilted my head to look at her and looked at her. "Still feeling?" my many.

He shrugged his shoulders. "Not really," he said. "But if remembered or asked, it's like a wound sprinkled with salt. Confirm."

I didn't know what to say, but he clearly understood that I looked at him with pity. "What do I need to do to heal your wounds?"

She shook her head. "It doesn't have to be anything" he said. Then he hugged her while kissing my cheek again. "Just have to stay by my side, no matter what happens and no matter what our circumstances. Promise?"

"I...."

"I beg you?"

"All right, I promise. But...."

"What?"

"My promise only goes for as long as I'm your wife, I mean legitimately as your wife. If you break our marriage vows, my vows are also immediately broken."

Reza smile. "Deal. Because I know I'll never break our wedding vows."

"I believe" I said.

I watched as Mayra and Alfi kept glancing at us, as if they were ready to make fun of Reza if he didn't manage to kiss my lips.

"Mending you relax there near Mas Alfi. Take the guitar, sing a song for me. I'd rather be like that than indulge in affection in front of others."

He laughed empty. "I know, you don't dislike fondness. You just don't like it when it's played like a game. Because for a romance novel writer like you, you have a principle: love is truth, and love is not a game. Am I right?"

I'm nodding. "Yes, that's what I mean. You can be friendly to me in front of anyone, but not to meet a challenge or just a show."

"I get. Just ignore those two lunatics, huh?"

Somehow that night for the first time I felt uncomfortable with the presence of Alfi. I need to emphasize on 'Alfi's presence' not on Mayra's presence. And don't dislike the person, let alone hate him. Not at all. I just don't like the way that it bothers Reza, and I'm not comfortable with that. Remember, yes, that doesn't mean I hate.

I nodded and as Reza said, I ignored their behavior for the rest of the night. "Maybe I'm being sensitive because I'm pregnant."

"Yes, Honey. It's okay."

"You're not angry, are you?"

"Absolutely not."

Relieved. "Anything you can be friendly as long as your goal is not to be friendly in front of them. Yea?"

"Yes, honey."

I'm glad Reza wants to understand, although Alfi is still mocked and heated up.

"Sori, Bro. It will no longer affect. I prefer to keep the feelings of the wife" he told Alfi.

With a beautiful gesture, Reza dropped into our super big bean bag and started fiddling with her guitar.

"OK, fine. It turns out that a Reza Dinata is already immune from being ripped off."

Without understanding Alfi's words, Reza immediately asked me what song I wanted to request. Whatever I say, the important thing that can make me baper. "If you manage to sing three songs that can make me baper, I will kiss you and will give you a sweet gift. But the conditions should be three times in a row. If it's not in a row, it means you failed and you have to repeat from zero."

Reza nodded and began to think, then recorded some of the song titles he would sing for me.

"How do we know if you're a baper or not?" Mayra asked enthusiastically.

"If I were a baper, I'd cover one thumb after he's done singing one song."

"What if you're not honest?" tanya Alfi was hoarding. "Who knows?"

"Relax, my wife is a very sporty woman" Reza defended me.

"Thank you, you never doubted me." I gave him the best smile.

By then all our grills were ripe. I took a few stabs and put them on the plate, then brought them to Reza. But he did not want to eat. He wanted to sing a song for me first he said.

First of all, he sang the song Waiting - Armada. I purposely let her sing the song until it was over, but I didn't baper. "It didn't work, did it? You cried yesterday."

"i like. If I don't like it, I'll ask you to stop singing. But especially now, you don't sing a song you've ever sung."

Reza*. "It was hard as well" he lamented.

The second song he sang was I Fall in Love - Roulette. And I let him sing the song again until it was over, then I commented, "I like that song from a long time ago. I still remember the lyrics until now. But I'm not a baper, because that song is not appropriate for our current married relationship. We are no longer lovers in love."

"OKAY. It has to be in the moment." Reza scratched her non-itchy head, while I giggled while enjoying the grilled corn.

While waiting for Reza to think about the song, I whispered to Mayra, "May I ask?"

Mayra whispered back, "What?"

"But I don't mean anything lo, yeah. I was just curious. How is the time-sharing of Alfi for you and Dinda during important moments like this? New year, valentine, etc."

Mayra giggles. "You're talking too, yeah," he said. He sipped the creamy latte in his hand slowly before replying. "I'm the first wife, Ra. So I'm the first. From this morning until tomorrow morning, that's my allotment. Tomorrow morning until the day after tomorrow, that's Dinda's ration. The point is, I'm the night, Dinda the day. So also on Valentine's day, I got rations morning until afternoon, rations lunch. While Dinda night, dinner time. So too on Mas Alfi's birthday."

I heard Mayra so seriously that I didn't realize Reza was singing her third song. Until Close Age belongs to Angga Candra. I gave Reza a round of applause and a thumbs up for his first achievement. He was very happy for his first success. It might sound like an exaggeration, yes. But Reza and I are a couple of music lovers, so we don't consider this an exaggeration. But unfortunately, on the fourth song Reza sang the song Created For Me - Purple. "You've already sung that song for me" I said.

"O yeah? When?"

"Seriously forgot? Shall I remind you?"

"Never before, dear."

"Earlier. When we were in Bali, before you got the news that Salsya had returned to Bogor. And because of that you left me alone by the pool. Remember, right?"

Mayra giggles. "Well, you have a sharp memory, yes, of Salsya."

"May...." Reza glared at his best friend.

"Yes. sori" said Mayra. "But you have to repeat from zero."

"Less precise, May. I don't keep a memory of Salsya."

Mayra stopped laughing. "Then, what?" tanyakanya.

"I can't forget the things that made me sick. Especially if it's done by the closest person."

I know Reza feels shunned. Unwilling to drag on in an uncomfortable atmosphere, he moved onto the stage and sat on a chair in front of the microphone. He sang the fifth song to distract us. Songs Not As Beautiful as Love Should Be - Naff is very powerful melted awkwardness at that time. I went up to him and stood and held him from behind, for I felt that it was Reza who was blabbering at my insinuating and piercing words.

"You're the baper, anyway?" ask me when he's done singing.

"I baper for seeing you so cry."

He shook. "Just bewildered and don't need to be discussed."

Obviously he dodged, he immediately asked if he got a single thumb? I'm nodding. "Yes" I said. "Please, sing the next song."

I stayed there, sat down next to her, and she started singing the song Most Happy Woman - Armada, in a slower version of the original band. I remember that song very well. The first time I heard it when I was on the bus, there were two bus drivers who brought it and I immediately liked the song, even so I had no trouble finding it on the internet, I immediately asked the title and name of the singer to the sweet-talking busker. And in fact, I have prepared a rebuttal for Reza, that in the song there are lyrics that are not suitable for our relationship.

So accept oh my love

Don't break my heart

Reza changed my word of love to my apologies. And I finally admitted that the song was fitting for him to present to me. "You got a second thumb."

She smiles. "Thanks," he said. "Last song, this song almost every day accompanied me through the day without you. Sportive, watch until it's over and don't run from here."

The deg!

What song?

Let the time keep turning

Loving you is patient

Despite this heartache you left behind

I'm sincere in surviving

My love for you is so great

But you can never feel

Even now you say goodbye

Make uneasiness

You left me without feeling

Until I drop a tear

My disappointment is so directionless

Let me just hold on

Never try to change

It is not easy that the beautiful is gone

Never try to change

It is not easy that the beautiful is gone

You left me without feeling

Until I drop tears

My disappointment is so directionless

Let me just hold on

Never-never-

Reza stopped the song because I had closed my ears. It's not that I don't like Never Change - ST12. But I couldn't bear listening to the lyrics for the sake of the lyrics as if Reza was expressing her heart, it made me cry bitterly and made my little heart regret the mistake I had made. But still, my sense of prestige and ego can't be relieved.

"You're blaming me?"

Reza smiled as she grabbed and held my hand. "Sorry, honey," he said. "I don't mean to blame your attitude yesterday. I'm just testing you. How sorry and how guilty you felt about our situation yesterday. Now that I know, you're also very sorry for leaving me. Sorry, huh? Don't cry anymore."

Instead of stopping, my tears just dripped more and more. With her understanding, Reza hugged and held me for a long time.

"I'll sing you one more song, yeah. The most beautiful star." He let go of her embrace and wiped my tears. Then sing.

Your love is a gift

My darling I am happy

Comfortable when in your arms

I didn't miss the most wonderful opportunity

Seeing your sweet smile

The laughter on your face

Enough for me to feel happy

Grip your brow kiss hand and wipe your hair

To me you are the Most Beautiful Star

Your love is a gift

My darling I am happy

Comfortable when near you

I didn't miss the most wonderful opportunity

Seeing your sweet smile

The laughter on your face

Enough for me to feel happy

Grip your brow kiss hand and wipe your hair

You are indeed the most beautiful star to me

Grip your brow kiss hand and wipe your hair

To me you are...

To me...

To me you are indeed the Most Beautiful Star...

Beautiful Stars...

"So sweet... That's a new song, huh? I've never heard of."

He's nodding. "Yep, her new single Angga Candra. Just released about five months ago. You likey?"

"Very. Especially singing to you."

"Well, have I got four thumbs?"

"Eh? Four?"

"mm-mmm. It's been more than three. So, what about my gift?"

Reza put her guitar on the floor and pulled me closer, with her perfectly circular hand on my waist. All at once, I climbed up and sat on his thigh, and I put my hand around his neck. "The happy new year. I'm yours. And tonight, I'll fill whatever you want. Anytime, anywhere. Everything for you."