Missing In The Heart
Chapters 125. Release Longing.

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'DRIFT...,'

The creaking sound of the door opening slowly sounded faintly in Mahavir's ears. Followed by the footsteps that were getting closer from behind him.

Mahavir closed his eyes, exhaling a rough breath before finally speaking. "Why did you come back? Do you still not understand enough?" Ask in a cold tone and an emphasis-filled intonation.

Instead of stopping, the clattering of steps increasingly sounded hastily approaching. Then two smooth hands of a woman stretched out hugging her body from behind.

Sontak Mahavir opened his eyes. Instantly the heat from his heart spread through under the layers of his skin, increasingly creeping into his face and making his face reddened by the overflow of emotions. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I TOLD YOU NEVER TO TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME, HANNAH BARBARA!!!" His screams snapped. The sound of her screams booming and echoing filled the silence of the extremely cold room.

The breath of Mahavir hunts. His taper jaw docked with veins that looked pulsating. Part of his body trembled withstanding the overflow of his already heavily piled up anger. Feeling tormented confined in a very distant place and sitting on a wheelchair helplessly.

The hug flinched. Even more felt tightly shackled his body, accompanied by the sound of sobbing that sounded softly behind his neck.

Again Mahavir closed his eyes while taking a deep breath.

"I'm sorry Hannah, but whatever happens will never change my mind. You clearly know how I've been all this time. Although the whole world condemns my love, but I will not be able to turn from it. Even if the person I love has forgotten me, I will never stop loving him. You could say I'm crazy, obsessed or whatever. I don't give a shit. But please stop expecting me. You will only continue to be tormented, for at any moment there is only one woman's name in my heart."

The sound of that stuffing is becoming. There was a strange sigh that touched the wall of Mahavir's heart upon hearing it.

Mahavir's eyebrows bend, sharpening his hearing to catch the sound of stuffing stuck behind his body. And as the sobbing grew clearer, his forehead shrunk deeper.

"Huh-hannah.... Are you that?" His voice trembled with a heartbeat that was beating very fast. Trying hard to turn his head even though he had to endure the pain due to the movement of his neck bone.

"Don....." Mahavir paused, gulping his saliva with great difficulty. "Hana...?"

"No, no, you're not Hannah. Who're you?" Mahavir spoke quickly with a hunting breath. Although in the bottom of his heart he was very sure who the owner of the voice was, but Mahavir did not want to assume too quickly before confirming it. He didn't want his hearing to be hallucinating.

Rachel has no power to speak. His cries broke, his tears seeping down uncontrollably. Clenching his embrace to vent his longing.

Mahavir raised his left hand which was still free to move. Doubtfully touching the soft hands that encircled his body. Slowly moving his hand rubbed the wrist until it went down to the base of his finger. Playing the finger of the finger for a few seconds until when his feelings were very sure, Mahavir immediately knitted his fingers vibrating into the sidelines of the fingers of the woman's fingers and grasped it tightly. Very tightly until it looks smooth fingers reddened because the blood flow is stopped. Then raised his hand to the front of his lips and kissed the back of the woman's hand impatiently.

Both of Mahavir's eyes were closed with a clear circle dripping from the corner of his eye. The jakunnya moves up and down intensely. And once his heart was ready, his mouth opened slowly.

"Why, why did you just come, baby?"

Rachel's heart was filled. So much love that the man could recognize him without seeing him. He loves himself endlessly.

Rachel bit her lips hard. Swallowed his saliva many times.

"I'm sorry Vir.... I'm sorry....! I'm so sorry, honey...."

Slowly Rachel parsed her embrace. Pulling his body slightly away then slowly turning the wheelchair the man faced him. As soon as their eyes met, Rachel could no longer help herself from crashing her body into the man. Let go of all the tightness in his heart.

"Virr....."

"Yes baby..."

"Vir...."

"Yes dear...."

"Vir.... Vir.... Vir.... Vir.." -..." Rachel kept repeating calling out the man's name. As if to atone for all the time that he could not call that name in front of the owner.

Long both of them dissolve in the longing warm embrace, until finally Rachel let go of her embrace slowly. Pulling his head from Mahavir's neck and placing his face right in front of Mahavir's face.

"I miss you, Vir... Really-really miss you...." Speak with tears. His gaze even blurred because of the tears that were looming over his eyeballs.

Mahavir's left hand lifted, then gently rubbed the tears that soaked the face he missed. "I miss you to...." The reply.

Rachel's cry broke again and immediately landed her lips touching Mahavir's lips. Smack it slowly without urgency. Sip it and kiss it with full of joy. So full of relief.

Mahavir closed his eyes. Receiving his wife's kiss for the first time felt very sincere. Replying to Rachel's lip movements was equally gentle. But the kiss stopped when Rachel realized Mahavir's lips were suddenly silent.

Rachel immediately pulled her face away to see Mahavir's face.

"Vir....?"

Mahavir immediately threw his gaze in any direction, avoiding Rachel's eye gaze. Both of his shoulders were shaken and shaken.

Soon Rachel held Mahavir's cheeks with both hands and made my eyes look back at him.

"What's wrong?"

Mahavir did not answer, but closed his eyes.

"Vir.... Lookatme. Look at my face Vir!" Rachel's hand moved gently rubbed the man's jaw that was full of fine hair.

Mahavir's eyes slowly opened and gazed into Rachel's brown eyes. Rachel could see the look of sadness in the man's hazel eyes bead.

"What's up Vir? Aren't you happy to see me?"

Mahavir's tears fell. His left hand moved pulling Rachel's nape and bringing the woman's face back against her. Smell Rachel's lips with longing. This time a little deep with a little lum*tan-lum*tan.

Mahavir had just finished the kiss as soon as he felt he was running out of oxygen. Release the kiss with a little unwillingness to be able to catch the breath filling the air supply to the lungs.

"Vir....."

"Darling..now I've become a different person..." Lirih Mahavir said with a very low sense of confidence.

Rachel's forehead frowned. "Different? Different as what do you mean?"

Mahavir breathed a heavy sigh with eyes that highlighted the state of his body. After that, he threw his eyes in any direction.

"Vir...." Rachel again cupped the two cheeks of the man. "Are you not happy to see me?"

"Why are you asking like that? I've almost gone crazy for not being able to see you."

"Do you still love me?"

"Very dear. I love you so much. It'll never go away from my heart."

"Then why are you saying that you're a different person?"

"Don't you see how I'm doing right now?"

"Why your situation? I don't see anything different. You're still Mahavir, you're still my Vir."

"I'm not like I used to be. I am a helpless man who can only hope for the mercy of others. I'm no longer the perfect man you can be proud of."

"For me, you stay the same. My pride in you has increased many times over. Wherever and as far as I go, I will not find a man like you. I was stupid all along. I was blind all along. So that I can't recognize you very well. Realized too late. But it's better to be late than not?"

"But....,"

"The water!" Rachel strengthened her palm cupping Mahavir's cheek. "Are you giving up on loving me?"

"No dear, it's not that... I just..."

"Vir, what if I were in your position right now, would you give up?"

"Of course not dear. I'm thankful that you're not in a position like this. I can't even imagine it."

The tears fell from the corner of Mahavir's eyes. Hurry Rachel wiped it.

"We're back from the beginning?"

"Of course baby. Sure did....! Come here, hug me dear. Hugged me..."

Rachel opened both her arms wide and instantly scooped the frail body into her arms. Inhaling deeply the scent of Mahavir's body that has been very much in the future.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute..." Said Mahavir who had just realized something. It's like there's a mound between Rachel's body and hers.

"What's wrong?" Rachel's forehead shriveled and let go of her embrace.

"That's... That's...." Mahavir's eyes panned towards Rachel's folded stomach as the woman half-couched in front of him.

"What's up, Vir?"

"Can you stand up first?"

Rachel's brows frowned at each other, but the next split second, Rachel instantly understood.

"Do you feel it?"

"You mean?"

Rachel immediately got up to her feet, pulled Mahavir's left hand and stuck it on her stomach.

"I didn't come empty handed. I brought you a present, Vir."

Mahavir's eyes immediately sparkled. A aura of excitement instantly filled the look on his face.

"What do you mean.... Now you...?"

Rachel nodded her head. "You managed to save your seed that night. You managed to get me pregnant with your child again."

"really?" Mahavir's left hand rubbed Rachel's stomach. "How old is he?"

"Don't you understand the calculation?"

Mahavir was silent as if thinking for a moment. "About 5 months?" The canal. "All right?"

Rachel nodded her head. "More precisely 23 weeks."

"It's big enough."

"Still little, Vir."

"But to me it's big. Your stomach is no longer slim." He said with a small laugh.

"Are you mocking me?"

"No, you look so beautiful. It's worth seeing your body fuller on television, it turns out that my son is hiding in here."

"Hello, unfortunately daddy. Daddy's love. Forgive daddy because we just met now."

Rachel smiled at the smile. Allowing Mahavir's hands to continue rubbing his stomach. While his hand was raised rubbing Mahavir's head which he saw earlier could not move a bit. Soreness and tightness returned spoiled in his heart.

"Did it look like her gender?"

Soon Rachel blinked her eyes, turning her face to save her tears before finally speaking. "you reckon? Are they sons or daughters?"

Mahavir furrowed his brows. "They?"

Rachel's smile grew. "Well, they."

"What do you mean they're more than one?"

"Yes, Vir. They have two. Two at a time."

Mahavir's eyes glowed many times. "I'm going to be a father of two kids at once?" He asked with a full cry.

"Yes, honey. Iyeah..."

"This is an amazing gift. It's so amazing, baby."

Rachel just nodded her head in tears.

"Was this because of this, the old man gave up?" Mahavir asked who immediately remembered his father.

Rachel rushes her body to rest in front of Mahavir. "Your father is innocent in this, he just wants to do what's best for you. A misunderstanding that makes it that way. Don't hate her. Don't be mad at him."

"Don't talk about it, I don't want to hear about it for now."

"Vir...."

"Please.... I can't talk about it for now."

"All right..."

"Darling, I still want to touch my son."

Soon Rachel got back up and docked to Mahavir's wheelchair. Mahavir put his palm there. Staring at Rachel's protruding stomach with her wet eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to kiss them. I want to hug your stomach. But I can't move my body at all."

"Vir...." Rachel rubbed Mahavir's head again. "I heard that you refused all the treatment that would be done to you. Why, Vir?"

"Because you're not by my side?"

"Is that why you're giving up on your situation? So, if I hadn't come here, you wouldn't have come to me and tried to come back after me?"

Mahavir. Her hand that gently rubbed Rachel's stomach instantly came to a halt.

"Where is that arrogant Mahavir? Where's that guy who's crazy about me? Why is it so weak?"

Mahavir chuckled softly, his hand moving back rubbing Rachel's stomach. "I'm weak without you, baby. My world is broken seeing you're fine without me."

"You just don't know what I'm going through without you, Vir. I too was devastated without your presence. It's just that I quickly realized if I continued like that, there would be no progress. If I just kept waiting, I might never see you again. You know, the picture of me you made in my office used to be my encouragement every day. When I get tired, I open up and see her again. Read the words of encouragement that you hand-written with origin on my design paper."

"Oh, yeah? I thought you threw it away."

Rachel again let her body rest and hugged Mahavir. "I'd be so sorry to throw it away."

"really?"

Rachel let go of her embrace and briefly kissed Mahavir's lips. "Vir, will you try to heal for me and our son?"

"Of course, darling. Whatever I do as long as you're with me."

"I must be with you, Vir. But before that..." Rachel stood up again. Fixing the blanket on Mahavir's body then stepped towards the window. "My window was closed, I was almost frozen."

"I'm actually also very cold." Mahavir half-chuckled.

Rachel rolled her eyes and laughed. Stepping back towards Mahavir and bowing his body hugged the man.

"You won't let me get cold again. I'll always be there to hold you." He said and returned to kiss Mahavir.

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