Missing In The Heart
Chapter 61. Merge.

The rain was still falling rapidly, the cold wind was getting more and more piercing. Rachel and Mahavir finally get into the cabin.

Rachel opened the longcoat wrapped in her body and walked closer to the round cabin window and observed the outpouring of rain from behind the window. "It looks like the rain will last."

"Yes, it seems so..." Mahavir said as he opened his suit and pulled and folded his shirt arms up to his elbows. "Aren't you wet?"

Rachel turned her head towards Mahavir while resting her hair with her fingers.

"My hair is just a little wet."

"Wanna take a shower?"

"No need, no change of clothes here." Rachel smiled and then turned back to the window.

Immediately Mahavir took a towel from the stacking racks in the toilet and went back to Rachel.

Rachel who was seriously staring at the rain from behind the window gasped as Mahavir suddenly dried her hair from behind.

"A, Vir... Yesterday the towel, I could dry my own hair."

"That's okay, let me..." Rubbing softly children Rachel's hair. "As this?"

"Hmmm..." Nodding slowly. "You can already work in a salon if you think it's good Vir...." His impact with a small laugh.

"Originally it's just you..... CUPS." Mahavir kissed Rachel's cheeks at a glance, making Rachel's heart pounding incoherently. Mahavir then refocused on drying Rachel's hair casually. "Say you need something." Say again.

"Mmm.se.se.it looks like Red Wine was perfect for warming us from this cold air." Rachel held her hands together hugging her own body.

"But I can also warm you..." His whisper while blowing around Rachel's neck.

Rachel glanced at Mahavir with a slightly sharp look and shook her head slowly, making Mahavir stare at her smile.

"Want me to get it again?"

"No need. Actually I'm not too used to it, it's just that Red Wine tastes really good, sweet..." Rachel said then moved her neck slightly turning towards Mahavir. "It's a shame you didn't get to try it. If you had tasted it a little, you would have been hooked."

Mahavir smiled and brought his face closer to Rachel's shoulder so that there was only a thin distance between their faces. Rachel's heart beat faster. Then with a half whisper Mahavir spoke in Rachel's ear. "But it seems like I can still taste it a little."

Not yet had Rachel reacted to Mahavir's words, Mahavir immediately turned Rachel's body facing him and grabbed both of Rachel's lips. Sipping and enjoying the sweetness of Red Wine that is still left on the surface of the soft and warm lips, linger there to drink the sweetness.

"It turns out you're right, it tastes so sweet. And it got me hooked...." Mahavir's whisper on the sidelines of his kiss.

Rachel was at a loss for words and could only fall silent enjoying the attack Mahavir had placed on her lips. Only the roar of his breath was heard hunting, as the heartbeats were chasing each other with the heartbeat of Mahavir. The kiss went deeper and wild. Makes a strange noise felt between them.

Their pagutan was stopped when the breath of the two already felt heavy. The two of them took a deep breath with a heartbeat that was still beating violently. It sounded so tempestuous that it matched the sound of the gurgling rain falling.

Slowly Rachel turned her body back to the window awkwardly, trying to hide the red hues that still adorned her face. The warmth that occurred between them made the appearance of glass windows that are round in shape to condense so as to show the outside scenery that looks faint to them.

Still with an uncontrollable heart, Mahavir grabbed Rachel from behind and drowned the slender body in his arms while landing small kisses on his wife's neck.

Rachel gasped, but remained silent. He has not been able to resist the strange vibrations that exist in him. It was just that his hand was raised slowly rubbing the window glass in front of him that was still dewy. Swiping the glass until his gaze came out was no longer faint.

"Rachel......" His whisper in a tone full of tenderness.

"Mmmmm...." Rachel replied with both lips clenched together.

"Honey look at the rain, I love you as much as the raindrops that fall on the earth, as much as the water along the Thames never dries. As much as you can't measure alone. Rachel my dear.., although you have said many times that you love me, but I realize that the word love has not been sincere out of your heart. I hope your feelings for me are not like the dark clouds that only come just before the rain, which will instantly disappear so brightly say hello."

Mahavir lets go of her embrace and turns Rachel back on her body until they face each other again. Mahavir's hand lifted holding Rachel's chin and made the pretty face lift up looking at her. Make their eyes meet each other. Penetrating Rachel's bead for the umpteenth time.

"Can we continue what was delayed yesterday?" He asked half a whisper.

Rachel sculpting. His powerful heartbeat left him speechless. Until Mahavir returns to kiss his lips. Rachel could feel such overflowing desire from the eyes of the man who kissed her so gently.

"I want to go further with you. I want to charm you freely, enjoy the warmth with you. Having a real husband and wife relationship. But..I don't want to touch you without making sure the taste is in your heart. For that can you be honest with me about what your heart feels right now? True taste without any coercion from me. Does it really feel like it's there for me or not?" His pedicab.

"I. I....."

"But if that doesn't exist, I'm fine. Don't feel burdened and guilty about me. Be honest with your own feelings." Scrubbing Rachel's forehead gently and for a little while.

"Vir......" Said Rachel while holding the hand of Mahavir who now cupped his cheeks.

"I'm fine. I'll always wait." Mahavir spoke along with both hands that were released from Rachel's cheeks. It was clearly a disappointed look on his face, but still trying hard to bring a smile on his face. "Rest me, I'll be out for a minute." Turn around and step. But from behind Rachel hugged him.

"I love you Vir..." It was so low in intonation. "Stay here, don't go anywhere, accompany me. Do it, I'm ready...." The mess was unconscious.

Both Mahavir's eyes were perfectly rounded, both of his eyebrows raised. Then he turned around. A smile was on his face. "Did I hear wrong?" Staring at Rachel's face intensely.

Rachel was flabbergasted for a moment. Slowly nodded then looked down in shame, her face again blushed to receive a shady and demanding gaze from Mahavir.

"Look at me, I wouldn't believe you didn't want to see my face."

Shamefully Rachel raised her face, looked at Mahavir and revealed her smile. "Don't look at me like that...." He said while trying to block Mahavir's view by raising his hand and covering his face.

"Not to be ashamed, I've even seen your whole body several times. It's just not yet....." Stopped his words and just looked into Rachel's eyes. His eyes looked very foggy with desire.

Realizing that, Rachel pulled Mahavir's hand and pressed it against his cheek. "You can do it..."

Mahavir shook his head, his hand moved around stroking the cheek and then gently dipped it. "Don't be in a hurry, I don't want you to accept me just because it gets carried away. What I want is your heart, not your warmth in bed."

"But... But I want it right now..." He then hugged Mahavir's body tightly. "Do it, I want you sincere desires from my heart..."

For a few seconds there was only silence between those who hugged each other, there was only the sound of a heartbeat and the faint sound of the rustling of rain water that became the breaker of silence.

Long wait, Rachel let go of her embrace and turned her head to look at Mahavir's face. "You don't trust me yet?"

A soft smile came from Mahavir's lips, he shook his head slowly and then kissed Rachel's forehead.

"I'm reading. It's just......"

"Just....??"

"just... Right now I'm trying to hold back......" Mahavir said softly and hugged Rachel tightly and peeked at the woman's head repeatedly.

"I'm afraid to tear yourself apart, I'm afraid to hurt you. Now my passion is at its peak." Continue with a lustful hoarse voice.

Mahavir's heart rate is now increasingly heard so clearly greet Rachel's eardrum. Slowly Rachel let go of the embrace, her hands raised up and coiled around Mahavir's neck. With a little tiptoe, Rachel landed her kiss on Mahavir's lips. "Do it, now I trust you. You won't hurt me one bit."

Still with a heartbeat chasing each other, Mahavir immediately grabbed Rachel's lips. Kiss her so greedily. Spice and gulp the sweetness. Until then Rachel felt her body had floated in Mahavir's arms.

Mahavir slowly laid the body of the woman he loved so much on the bed without taking off his lips in the slightest. His hands began to move releasing one by one objects attached to his wife's body and on his own body. For a moment Mahavir fell silent while observing each inch of his wife's innocent body with a look of adoration, before finally exploring the entire surface of the smooth body skin with both lips.

"Vir, uh,...." Lirih Rachel when she realized Mahavir was already in his position.

"Maybe it will hurt a little, but I will do it gently and slowly..." He then kissed Rachel's forehead warmly and began his unification.

The sound of raindrops that are increasingly heavy becomes a shahdu syair accompanies the activities of two people who combine love. It was a long night for both of them. Rachel leaves everything to Mahavir, and Mahavir treats Rachel with great care. So soft and full of love. The turmoil of such high desire has now submerged both in the center of the enjoyment of the world they create. Without them knowing what will happen to them.

While in a different place,

Risya who just came out of her room immediately approached Bryan who was sitting in the lounge while playing his phone.

"Sister Bry, Rachel hasn't come home yet? It's midnight."

"It looks like tonight Rachel's sister won't be coming home."

"Where is Rachel's sister?"

"That morning Mr. Stuart said that Vir's brother is coming home. Maybe Rachel's with Vir's sister right now."

"Sister Bry made sure? Try the phone first."

"No, it'll bother them." Bryan said with a laugh and a serious look at the screen of his phone.

"Seriously very, brother. What's play?" He leaned his body to Bryan's side, so there was no longer any distance between them.

"Jeez Risya, why so close." Jump and get away from Risya.

"I'm curious to see." He said by puffing his cheeks while turning his lips together.

"Huhahahs.. If your face is like an inflatable balloon." Bryan laughed and stuck out his index finger pressing the bulging cheek until it deflated. "Cusss..the balloon is meletusssss...." Ledeknya with a laugh off

"Ihh, not funny..."

"But your face is funny...."

"You ah...." Risya got up and went back into the room by slamming the door.

"Yahhhhhhhhh... Watch out.... This house is haunted....." Shouted Bryan in front of Risya's room.

"GOT AFRAID." cried Risya from inside there.

Bryan who somehow felt happy pranking Risya now scratched slowly the door of Risya's room and made strange sounds from his mouth.

Five minutes passed, but there was no reply from inside. Bryan stopped and knocked on the room. "You're asleep? You're okay, right?"

There is no confirmation from inside the room. Bryan again wanted to knock, but the door was finally open.

"Sister Bry hungry isn't he?"

"Huh?" Bryan knitted his two eyebrows.

"I have Ind*mie fried instant noodles that Risya brought from Indonesia." He said while showing off two packs of instant noodles with white plastic wrap.

"Well, fun... Coincidentally. For one, yeah."

"But Bry's brother is masakin yah? Risya not used to cook."

"Seek the same Help Just Bikinah."

"Sister Bry doesn't know? So don't dwell here. Just come in the morning and go home when you're done making dinner."

"I'm afraid I rarely see Bik Hinah at night."

"That's why, Brother Bry just drowned in Bry's own life. To the point of not paying attention to the social life around him."

"Sokay know you!"

"That's right, isn't it?" Risya said with a sneer, and then asked again. "Sister Bry also doesn't know how to cook instant noodles?"

"You are..."

"Where's the evidence?"

"Come on." Pulling Risya's hand down the stairs to the pantry. "You sit down and just look. Let me cook." Bryan immediately used an apron that was attached to the door of the kitchen set and turned on the electric stove. Deftly the young man's hands worked with his agility.

"Can you use a ceplok egg?"

"You well, be loved for the heart."

"If you ask for love?" Canda Risya who immediately got a clap on his forehead from Bryan's hand.

"Still the boy's in love."

"You're kidding, Ihh... Brother Bry is not exciting." He said as he rubbed his forehead Bryan's clap.

"Well, how many eggs do you want?"

"One is enough, brother."

"Ok, sweet lady..." Bryan keceplosan. "Upss, miss spoiled I mean..." Errata.

Risya moved her index finger. "No.. No... No... The first word that happened."

"Yes, iyya... You won." Bryan shook his head and chuckled, then focused on breaking the egg on the teflon.

"Silver the eggs are half-cooked. The yellow should not be too ripe, but not too raw as well. Well.. Among them so." He said while looking at the eggs in the frying pan.

"Yes bauble...."

"Fry it with oil or butter sak?"

"The noodles don't cook too much, brother."

"There's soy sauce, brother? If there is a little dong addin in noodles Risya's.

"Not most of them, brother."

"Oh yes...If there is, love the cayenne pepper three seeds yah sak!"

"Good Risya!! Can you be quiet? sighed rough, turned off the stove and placed a spatula on the marble pantry table.

"Now, you make it yourself!"

"Sorry.. Sorry brother... Heheh..." Back giving the spatula to Bryan's hand. "Risya's gonna shut up, okay?" Shaped his index finger with his thumb finger into the letter O.

Risya was silent by tightly clenching her lips together. Bryan turned the stove back on and continued his cooking. A few minutes passed, two servings of fried instant noodles complete with egg ceplok now in front of both.

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