Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
The Warm Morning

The alarm on my phone rang at exactly four in the morning, waking me from my deep sleep. Slowly, I opened my eyes. I blinked a few times to get used to the glare of the lights on the ceiling that I could not extinguish last night. My head is still throbbing, kind of heavy. Beside me, Suci was still peacefully closed in my arms.

It took me a few minutes to realize last night. That stinging moment. I even remember that I said it was a honeymoon for her. Honeymoon before the wedding. I shook my head. I must have made Saints very exhausted.

I lay on my side facing him with one hand supporting the body, watching him. My brown eyes scoured every inch of the open Sacred body. I purposely flicked the blanket from her sexy body, to show her beautiful shoulders, seductive chest, slim hips, flat belly, and level thighs and legs. In fact, my fingers moved down the groin of the girl of my dreams to the knees.

I grinned as Suci opened her beautiful brown eyes. "Know not?" I asked, now that my fingers were exploring his stomach, and I felt the fluttering sensation he felt because of my touch. "I admire your beauty. Very pretty."

"O yeah? Time?" tanya Sacred laughed mischievously.

Spontaneously I pulled him into my arms, raised his head to the level of my head, and he closed his body deeper. I also kissed the girl's cheek gently. Then, without even a blink, I stared at Saints in awe. To me -- right now, Saints are the most beautiful real thing that has ever existed in my life. His face, his smile, the twinkle of his eyes, his body, all made me feel like the luckiest man in the world.

"I love you" I whispered. I lowered my head, kissed her lips gently, and got the response I wanted. He kissed me back. "Honeymoon isn't over, honey."

He smiled cheerfully. "certain. You know, my friends used to tell me stories about their romance with a partner."

"Em, then?"

"They always make me jealous."

"Dad? Eni why?"

"Relie on their affection. I'm...."

"Emm?"

I giggled until Suci frowned. But really, I didn't intentionally. "The effect of my alcohol is gone" I said.

"Please, the last one?" Suci realized his sentence was not fitting, he immediately corrected it before I could open my voice, "I mean, right now, before I could see. I really feel you with my eyes that can't see. So, please...?"

I thought for a moment, thought about it, not to mention that I remembered my mother's words. It felt...

"Please...?" The saint whined with spoiled. "Give me a sweet memory. Even if I don't wake up after surgery, I won't regret anything."

What the fuck?

I'm furious. "I don't like you talking like that. You're going to have eye surgery, not heart surgery."

"There's still a risk."

"Please, stop."

"Okay, but you have to say yes, please...? I want sweet memories."

Hmm. okay. I got up, got off the bed and turned to the Holy side to carry her, taking her to the bathroom. "Well, happy now?" I asked when the warm water had poured over our bodies.

"No, we haven't started yet" he said honestly. She laughed, then wrapped her hands around my waist. "Please, let's do it!"

And just below that warm shower, me and the saint - re-united.