Missing In The Heart
Chapter 66.Rachel's Produce.

Ever since getting out of the car, Rachel's face has been unceasingly embarrassed, so unfortunately she was only able to hide her face into the recesses of Mahavir's neck. His hands were perfectly coiled around Mahavir's neck, with his body in the arms of the man. Who carried it like Bridal style.

"Vir....! We're in the elevator. I'm doing fine. Put me down now."

"I told you, I'll drop you off when we get to our penthouse unit"

"But we're in the elevator. I'm heavy, you'll be tired. Put it down."

"Thin body is like heavy. If I just carry you, wherever I can."

"Vir..... "

"Why? embarrassed?"

Rachel nodded slowly.

"Shame on who? we're just two here. It's also not the first time I've picked you up like this?"

"But I'm not comfortable."

"Make it comfortable."

"Vir... I'm not a very sick person, I can still walk. Run I can."

"Running away? Where are you going to run?"

Rachel clucked in annoyance, "If only! I mean, if I'm told to run, I can still sayangggg...." Say it with a ketus. He let go of his hands so badly. Just because his face looked pale, Mahavir immediately treated him like a seriously ill person.

Mahavir smiled, unknowingly Rachel went back to calling him 'honey'.

"Who told you to run?" Mahavir is teasing Rachel. "I'm not going to tell you to run.

"God...." Rachel patted her forehead and dropped her face onto Mahavir's shoulder. He resigned, he better shut up and clenched his lips tightly. The more he spoke, the more he made him crazy.

"Hand hold on, you'll fall."

Rachel sighed, and could only obey.

The elevator sped up quickly, moving up to the top floor of a modern building built just above the river Thames. After a few seconds, the elevator opened. Mahavir quickly walked towards the door of their unit. On that floor there is only one penthouse unit, their penthouse. It's just that a special door is made again so that more privacy, so get out of the elevator is not directly in their unit.

"Open the password, baby." Smart Mahavir, when they are at the door.

Rachel did not budge, she threw her face back while hugging Mahavir's neck tightly.

"Darling, my hands are busy lifting you up."

Rachel rolled her eyeballs, she was still very upset.

"Sadvice....."

"Open it yourself. Who told you to carry me. Anyway I won't move a bit, just lift me up until tomorrow."

Mahavir chuckled, it would be adorable for her if Rachel was in such a lashing mode. Finally, without letting go of his sling, Mahavir stuck out his thumb and scanned his fingerprints to keep the door open.

'Tillilit..' penthouse door open. Mahavir quickly entered and carried Rachel in his carriage.

"Remind me to put your fingerprints and Bryan's fingerprints on the door later."

"No need, there's a password. Just use the usual password."

"To be safer, dear." he said, stepping his feet into the living room.

"Whatever..."

"Yes, you've been sitting here." Mahavir was about to lower Rachel on the sofa in the family room, but Rachel actually tightened her grip and tried to survive by struggling spoiled.

"So you really don't want to come down?"

"Aren't you insistent on carrying me? That's why it keeps on carrying."

"We're having dinner first, you definitely didn't have lunch last night."

Rachel shook her head spoiled.

"Eat first dad? after eating, I'm holding you again. I promise..."

Rachel nodded back. He wants to avenge Mahavir's pranks.

Mahavir sighed, finally holding Rachel to the kitchen. Despite the distress, Mahavir tried to grab the tableware and put it one by one on the table with the arm that is now a focus holding Rachel's thighs so as not to fall from her sling.

Dinner was neatly presented on the table, the steam was still a little steaming. Marking the food was not long in after it was cooked. Maybe I've prepared it before I go home.

Mahavir then pulled the chair with his feet and sat there with Rachel who was now in his lap.

"You're bribed too?"

Rachel smiled and nodded. Mahavir immediately grabbed Rachel's lips and kissed her.

"Mhmmpp... Vi.mmmpphave.. Vir.." -..." Rachel pushed Mahavir's face to stop kissing him. "Let's see Bik Inah."

"Bik Inah has come home, this morning I told him to go home when he had finished preparing dinner." She said and kissed Rachel again.

Rachel held back Mahavir's face. "Later Bryan and Risya see us."

"They're still a long time home, I told Bryan to take her shopping." She kissed Rachel again, but Rachel pushed her face back. "What else?"

"Say you want to eat? It's gonna be cold."

Mahavir said, the pleasure of kissing Rachel even made him forget that he was at the dinner table.

Still in Mahavir's lap, Rachel filled one plate with various side dishes with a western pedestal menu, then handed the spoon and fork to Mahavir's hand. "Babylon..." Spoiled talk.

"By pleasure dear...." Mahavir immediately grabbed the food on the plate and fed Rachel and herself in turn.

Mahavir grabs the fries, bites off the tip and directs them to Rachel's lips.

Rachel bit the tip, but Mahavir was not satisfied because their lips did not meet each other. Back Mahavir did the same. Rachel smiled mischievously, then quickly bit the potato with the tip of Mahavir's lips.

"AWW... Sick baby..." Mahavir stuck out his tongue, licking his bitten lips.

Laughter escaped out of Rachel's mouth, Mahavir looked at Rachel fixedly. His heart warmed to see that cheerfulness and invited a smile of happiness on his face.

Mahavir then replied by tickling slowly Rachel's stomach, making his wife squirm amusedly in her lap.

"I-forgiveness...! Amusedly...Vir....We don't eat it like this."

Mahavir kissed Rachel's cheek quickly, making Rachel immediately pat her shoulder.

"Why?"

"Geez, your mouth was used as food, baby, my cheeks are so stinky potatoes,..!" Rachel complained while grunting the scent on her cheeks.

Mahavir chuckled, then rubbed Rachel's cheek gently. "You have the other cheek?"

Rachel's eyes bulged, followed by pursed lips.

In this one day, they had twice eaten a plate together with being fed by Mahavir.

After dinner, Mahavir took Rachel up to the second floor to go to the room, but while in the lounge, Mahavir immediately threw his body onto the sofa along with Rachel who slammed into his lap. His breath looks breathless.

Rachel gave a satisfied smile. "I think I'm light, he said not to be tired. He said he could lift me up anywhere..." His ejek.

Mahavir chuckled again as he normalized his breathing, his hand raised pulling Rachel's nose. Rachel countered by pulling Mahavir's two cheeks.

"I think I need a breath of help, baby...." He then pulled Rachel on the nape and kissed her, Rachel smiled and returned Mahavir's kiss.

Mahavir kissed Rachel wildly. Slide the tip of his tongue and explore deeper. The kiss grew hotter, followed by Mahavir's hand that had crept everywhere, infiltrated into the back of Rachel's dress and rubbed gently there. Makes Rachel jump with great.

Without letting go of her lips, Mahavir laid Rachel on the sofa and pressed her down. Fondlinging Rachel a little aggressively until sigh after sigh and long moans of Rachel were heard filling the penthouse's silence.

Until the sound of something falling from the bottom floor greets their ears and makes their activities stop.

Mahavir immediately got up and looked at the situation downstairs. But only found a few paper bags and grocery bags lying on the marble floor. Mahavir held a smile and returned upstairs.

"Who? Bryan and Risya?" Rachel asked while fixing the dress that had almost escaped her body.

"Looks. But they're back out."

"Gosh, did they see us?"

"No, it looks like Bryan was quite sensitive and went right back out." Mahavir said, hugging Rachel and then peeling her forehead. "Shut up and rest." Its effects.

Rachel's eyebrows shot up, as if asking for an explanation.

"I'd really like to continue, but your circumstances are still not possible." Go back to Rachel's forehead, and then come back. "I don't want to exhaust you, tomorrow and three days ahead is still a busy day for you. I'll be patient until you're done."

Rachel returned to smile. He then kissed Mahavir's cheeks left and right and kissed his lips briefly. "Would you take a shower together?" He teased Mahavir, Mahavir had not had time to react, Rachel immediately ran into the room.

"Sayanggg.....!!!" Mahavir clenched his hands firmly withholding his desires, then rubbed his face. Back he laid his body on the sofa and then played his cell phone so that his wild thoughts disappeared. She'll just be back in the room when Rachel's asleep.

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"Ris, what are you looking for again?" Tanya Bryan who was tired of accompanying Risya around the Harrods Mall, one of the most complete malls located on Brompton Road, Knightsbridge. Both of his hands were already filled with Risya's groceries. "Isn't this enough?"

Risya ignored Bryan's complaints, he was still busy looking for something.

"Hey boy, it's a toy area. Find what the hell in there?"

"Ih, Brother Bry is noisy. Just shut up why? I don't use Bry's money, either."

"But I'm tired of Ris."

Risya glanced at Bryan and gave a look at his smile. "Once upon a time, Sisya wasn't here forever."

Bryan took a long breath. "Alright, shop there as much as you can."

"Well, that's dong. Saranghae Oppa." Risya then formed a sign of Love by raising both hands and bending them over his head. When his eyes caught what he was doing, his eyes immediately sparkled and ran there. Bryan took a long step after him.

"What?" Bryan rounded his eyes, "Barbie?

"Why?"

"You're still playing ginian?"

"Can't you?" He asked, while jumping up and down to reach the barbie box on the top shelf. "Sister Bry took the same purple dress that was blue." She pointed at Barbie Rapunzel and Barbie Cinderella.

"Jeez, Bocahhh...!" Bryan screeched in disbelief. "Seriously you're still playing ginian?" Forward a step then took two Barbie boxes on the top shelf that Risya pointed to.

"Not played anyway, only in the adjah collection. It's also usual for Risya's niece to play it when she comes home."

"Well, same time." Handing the two boxes over to Risya, still with a hard-to-understand look.

"Why look at Risya kayak?"

"Son, if so there is also in Indonesia. Why buy it here."

"If you buy here it is guaranteed ori kak, anyways mumpung freekan. If the purchase is in jakarta, it must be cut using Risya pocket money."

"Do you have a nephew?"

"Yup, it's there..." Risya counted his fingers.

"There are ten, four girls and six boys."

"A lot of Ris? How many mothers?"

Risya laughed loosely, revealing his teeth. "Risya is nine brothers, Risya is the youngest child, Risya's sister there are eight. The first to the seventh was married and had children. The rest of Rey's brother who doesn't want to get married. Said Rey's sister wouldn't want to get married if not with her love that she's been chasing after since High School, but until now it hasn't worked." Risya shook her head then patted her forehead.

Bryan.

"Sir Rey, if she likes one thing, she won't turn away. Looks like Rey's brother Risya dear will be a weathered bachelor. Because Rey's sister said that the girl already had a boyfriend." Continue with a chuckle.

"It looks like you love your sister very much..."

"Sister Rey is Risya's most beloved sister, her person is kind, gentle, loving, love Manjain Risya. Even the wallpaper of his phone and laptop are all photos of Risya. May God prepare the best soul mate for Rey." Cerocos Risya at length.

Hearing Risya's words, Bryan's blood flow rippled. There was a sense of tightness and guilt that instantly stuck in his heart. "Do you know the name of the girl your brother likes?"

"If not wrong Diraya Sabillah. The guy's beautiful, like that Arab thing."

"You familiar? Ever met?"

Risya shook his head. "Risya look at the photos. Photos of High School and college time the girl filled the ornamental shelf in Rey's room."

Bryan swallowed his hard-earned saliva, then stepped silently. He no longer listened to Risya. Along the way home, Bryan continued to be silent while driving at full speed until arriving at the penthouse.

"Sister Bry, help Risya bring groceries dong." Risya's whine is confused with her pile of paperbags as she exits the elevator.

Bryan did not respond, he continued walking with various thoughts that raged in his brain.

"Sister Bry...wait Risya." A small run followed Bryan by dragging his grocery paperbag.

Bryan opened the penthouse cipher and stepped inside and continued to step up the stairs. But strange noises stopped Bryan from climbing the stairs. Bryan widened his ears, but immediately smothered his own mouth when he realized what he was hearing. Bryan's hurry back down.

While exhausted Risya immediately left his groceries near the entrance, then ran to the kitchen, picked up the glass and poured cold water into his glass. Not yet had time to reach for the glass, Bryan immediately smothered Risya's mouth from behind and pulled it out.

"Mpphs..." Risya rebelled, accidentally his hand grabbed the decoration on the decorative table near the door until it fell and made an echoing sound.

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"Ckk!" Bryan clucked in annoyance at Risya's recklessness, without a second thought Bryan picked up Risya and took him out of the penthouse as quickly as possible.

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