Missing In The Heart
Chapters 70.Want You.

"So Vir's brother hasn't been lucky." Bryan said with a chuckle.

"Of course, lucky draw...." Mahavir snorted a little while observing the phone he had in his hand.

"Sister Vir, if making out know where little dong. Good thing yesterday-yesterday I was quite sensitive, how to try if Risya who saw."

"Yes, yeah... I'm sorry. Next time be more careful." Said Mahavir while leaning his back against the backrest of the car seat.

"I'm happy, Rachel's sister has accepted. Well, hopefully I can get a nephew soon."

"Just pray, I'm still trying." Mahavir said with a smile. "Oh yes, I want to ask you something. You answer honestly."

"What's Vir's brother?"

"As for Raya, how exactly do you feel about her? You only met a few times. Are you serious about her, until you promise to marry her?"

"Actually, I've been amazed by Kak Raya since I was a child. Maybe sister Raya has forgotten, but I still remember when she often came and stayed in Rachel's room first. Every time he came he always greeted me kindly, bringing me my favorite gifts and sweets. So when I meet again, I'm mistaken for everyone nearby."

"Just because of that?"

"I mean Brother Vir?"

"Related you really like it? Not out of awe or what?"

Bryan remained silent. His hands look like they are squeezing each other. He himself was confused to answer.

"Then what about Risya? what have you done to him? It seems he deliberately stayed away from you."

"No brother, he's just shy of me, because it's been a hassle when he came to the moon. Maybe she's upset because I took her sister's girl."

"Rarely that?" Mahavir looked at Bryan with a probing look. "You can't lie to me, I can tell." Further. His hand held up squeezed Bryan's shoulder.

"I... I'm..." Paused his speech by gulping his saliva many times. "I've kissed him brother...."

"Jeez Bryan....."

"But Risya doesn't know brother. She always falls asleep when I kiss her."

"Always?" Both of Mahavir's eyebrows were raised with suspicious gazes. "So how many times?"

'GLASS... Once again Bryan gulped his saliva with great difficulty. I just realized I was wrong to talk.

"Bryan! Risya is a child. Don't do it like that again. And are you sure he doesn't know? From the way it looks like you're wrong."

"I mean Brother Vir?"

"Maybe Risya realized it."

"No way brother."

"Well, whether you believe it or not." Back Mahavir squeezes Bryan's shoulder. "You should have been able to realize, if you sincerely liked Raya, you would never dare to touch another woman."

Bryan was still silent, he looked down at the words of his sister-in-law.

"Bryan, Rey really loves Raya. If you're only half-hearted to her, then let her go and let Rey fight back for her love."

"But brother...."

"Your age is also too far away. Even if the others approve of your relationship, but I suggest not to continue it. Forgive brother, but it seems like you can also judge for yourself."

Bryan sighed softly. "Yes, my friend, the further I get, the more I realize it. Every time we call we also often disagree. We're always miscommunicating."

"Then from that before it gets too far, decide. Right now your heart is not with Raya, is it?"

Bryan was silent again. Only his breath was heard.

Mahavir hugged Bryan's shoulder and patted him slowly there. "Yes, let's go back up. Rachel must have been waiting for her phone." He got out of the car, followed by Bryan. Then go back inside the elevator and take her up to the top floor.

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"Vir, how? Meet my phone?" Rachel asked as Mahavir had just walked into the room.

"More.." Raising Rachel's phone into the air, while walking over to Rachel who had just finished bathing and was still wearing a bathrobe and a towel wrapped around her hair. "Sounds like it's in a charger." Continue to look at Rachel. His jaw was seen going up and down swallowing his hard-earned saliva.

Rachel hastily grabs her phone, but Mahavir holds it back and instead puts Rachel's phone in a nightstand drawer by the bed.

"Well, why...." Turning opened the drawer and grabbed his phone, but Mahavir's hand held it back and closed the drawer.

"Leave it like that first, if your phone is active you will be back busy." Mahavir approached and hugged Rachel from behind, inhaling the scent of soap emanating from Rachel's body.

"Let today we both be free from any distractions." His whisper as he began to kiss Rachel's neck.

Rachel's heart skipped a beat again, Mahavir's breathing made his entire body crumble. Rachel unraveled Mahavir's embrace and turned around. "Yes, you take a shower there."

"Why not wait for me? Can we take a shower together?" Mahavir spoke in a sensual tone followed by his naughty cling.

Rachel smiled and shook her head. "Vir, why are you so perverted! There, take a shower..."

"Mandiin...."

"Jeez Vir, how spoiled. Sana ihhh..." Dispel him by pushing Mahavir's chest slowly away. Instead of moving away, Mahavir pushed Rachel backward and slammed into the bed. Mahavir quickly ambushes Rachel by crushing her.

"Vir....." Rachel's hand raised against Mahavir's chest which was overstimulating him.

"I'm glad I've been holding him for three days. Let me do what I want for today." In other words, his two passionate hazel eyes looked at Rachel's face as a whole as if to pass every inch on her beautiful face.

Unable to get a gaze that increasingly fascinated her, Rachel chose to resign by closing her eyes. Then he felt something soft and warm touching his forehead, his eyes, his nose, his cheeks until docked on his lips and lingered there.

The breath that felt swept over the surface of his skin, accompanied by a gentle rubbing of Mahavir's hand on the sensitive body part made Rachel unable to withstand the pounding and turmoil on him. Her passion rose and avenged every treatment of her husband. Enjoying every touch and unification Mahavir gives her.

The smiles of the two were accompanied by breaths that were still hunting each other when their hot struggle was over.

"It still hurts?" Mahavir asked as he rubbed Rachel's cheeks with the back of his hand.

Rachel smiled her smile and nodded slowly. "A little" she replied.

Mahavir smiles and pulls Rachel's waist, making her arms support Rachel's head and closing her arms behind the thick blanket that covers both of them. His fingers raised played Rachel's slightly wet hair children with unblinking eyes looking at his wife.

"Why see me like that?"

"Because you're beautiful, baby....."

Rachel chuckles and pulls Mahavir's nose, "Basic dreadlocks."

"I'm serious." Pulling Rachel's hand which pulled her nose and pecked at the back of that hand. "I love you so much.There is nothing more I wish for in this world than your love." Further again.

An aura of excitement was so radiated on Mahavir's face, and Rachel could feel it. His lips reviewed the smile and landed a soft kiss on Mahavir's lips in response.

The passionate pagutan happened again, and stopped when the two had started to run out of breath.

"When can we honeymoon?" Mahavir asked as he rubbed Rachel's lips that were still wet from it.

"Would you wait for Bryan to go to college first."

"That means next week, he said he's in the dorm next week."

"Oh yeah?" He lifted his face and looked at Mahavir with sparkling eyes. "So where are we going?"

"You want to go to Prague?" He asked by raising one eyebrow. "What's in there?"

"Just curious about the city...."

"In London, there are still more tourist attractions, classic buildings are also almost similar. Why not in the Maldives or someplace else?"

"As for where you want to go, I'll follow you." He said while shrinking his head into the gap of Mahavir's neck and inhaled in the body aroma that has always been his candle.

"If it's up to me, it means we're not going anywhere."

"Why?"

"Yes, we're not going anywhere."

"Because my goal is honeymoon just to keep the two of you like this. Then why go all the way if here we can do it too." His whisper then went into the blanket and back to pounce on Rachel.

"AWWS.. Vir, I'm tired already..." Rachel screamed from behind the blanket with her laughter, as Mahavir tickled her.

"Remember, you said you'd let me stick to you when your fashion show was over. Now I'm paying your word..." Mahavir reminded as he continued to tickle Rachel's waist under the covers.

"AWW, ticklish Vir.geli..."

"choose where? Want to be amused or tired again?"

"Not both."

"Then you get both." Back to tickle Rachel, but her mouth shuts the laughing Rachel's mouth. Mahavir returned to the guerrilla and pounced on Rachel many times. And just got out of the room during the day.

"Where are Bryan and Risya?" Rachel circulated a glance at every corner of the room on the second floor.

"Maybe you've gone to take Risya."

"Gosh, I haven't had time to make them lunch."

"They're not stupid. They must've stopped eating out hungry."

"Yes too. What do you want for lunch?"

"You"

"Vir... I'm serious."

"yes, I'm serious too."

Rachel clucked in annoyance, then walked down the stairs. Mahavir followed and followed behind until he reached the Pantry. Rachel grabbed the apron that was draped beside the kitchen set below, then opened her four-door refrigerator.

"Vir, what do you want me to do?" Ask while observing the food ingredients.

Back Mahavir hugged Rachel from behind and dropped his head onto his wife's shoulder. "Make me a funny kid."

"Jeez Vir, you've made it so many times. We just wait for the results." Said Rachel while shuffling Mahavir's hair.

"So now what do you want?"

"You."

"Vir...."

"Yes baby..."

"What lunch you want."

"You want to."

Rachel closed the refrigerator door, released Mahavir's embrace and pulled both of Mahavir's cheeks. "I asked you again, what would you eat?"

"..mmmawwm...Hhaa.mmmuuu....." The answer is because both cheeks are increasingly pulled by Rachel.

"Huh, it's hard to talk to you. Yes, if not hungry. I'm gonna go to bed." Then push Mahavir's chest and step.

"Eh.. How to fuck." Pull Rachel's hand and kiss her forehead. "Take me anything, whatever you make me eat it."

"Yes already." Open the fridge and pick up some chicken and some vegetables.

Rachel also began to process her cooking with Mahavir who constantly stuck behind her. As if he was afraid that his wife would run away.

"Vir, you just sit there. I'm not free if you stick around like this." He complained while restoring his entire long hair.

Instead of hearing Rachel's words, Mahavir followed Rachel's hand movements. With agility he replaced the hand of Rachel who was about to tie her hair. "Here let me tie it up." He said, then poked Rachel's hair up. "What's this tie wearing?" He asked while holding onto Rachel's hair. Rachel did not have time to answer, she immediately grabbed the spoon and pinned it to Rachel's hair.

"What are you wearing?" Rachel's hand held her hair up.

"Eh, don't hold it, it'll come off." Speak with a snort.

Rachel walked up to the refrigerator and saw the reflection of her shadow. "Geez, have thee Vir. Cook the spoon on my head."

"Eitt, don't take it off. That's my masterpiece." Holding Rachel's hand and pushing her back in front of the electric stove. "Now continue cooking, I'm hungry." Say it with spoiled.

"If you want to sit there quickly, let me finish quickly." Remove it while lifting the spatula towards Mahavir.

"Yes, yeah... I sit, I sit." Mahavir immediately sat in the high minibar chair in front of the pantry table. Rachel smiled in satisfaction then turned around and finished her cooking.

Throughout Rachel's cooking, Mahavir kept a close eye on his wife with his chin on the pantry table until it was done. And when Rachel's cooking was over, Mahavir took her and fed her and herself in turn.

Mahavir was really clinging to Rachel all day.

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The red Aston Martin sports car is now driving fast in the middle of London. This afternoon, Bryan drove Risya to his training ground.

While driving, Bryan unceasingly glanced at Risya who was sitting in the passenger seat beside him. The young girl turned her face to the window, and observed every Victorian building they passed by. From then on he just fell silent, not as chatty as usual. I don't know why Bryan so missed Risya's babble as usual, but before he was always upset when he heard the girl could not be silent.

This made Bryan a little sure of what Mahavir had said this morning.

Does he realize when I kiss?

It doesn't seem like... He's going to sleep...

Why has his attitude changed?

Why does he seem to avoid me?

Where is the girl who never stays silent?

Duh... Dedek Rishya... You're making this brother go crazy.....Bryan's mind kept on stirring.

Bryan let out a long sigh before finally greeting Risya. "Ris, where's this taken?"

"Oh, go straight to the art building, brother." Risya turned around and took out her phone from her jacket pocket. Then see a chat from his tutor. "Ke Queen Elizabeth Hall Brother." He read that writing. Then put his phone in his jacket pocket and turned his face back to the window pane.

Bryan again let out a long sigh seeing the irritated Risya speak.

"Riss..."

"Yes sister?" He looked and raised both his eyebrows.

"Am I wrong with you?"

"Wrong?" Thinking for a moment. "Example?"

"Well, there might have been a mistake I didn't make on purpose. You suddenly become cold like that to me."

"Sister Bry himself feels wrong with Risya or not?"

"You're going back to Ris."

"Well, if you don't feel wrong." He turned his face to the window.

"Ris, let's go eat first...."

"Hmmm..." Smiling while nodding his head without turning around.

"What do you want to eat?"

"So much as Bry's." Say it still with your face facing the window.

Bryan again sighed and scratched his head which was not itchy at all. His hand was already anxious to pull Risya up and force her to chatter as usual. But Bryan was conscious and only able to grip the steering wheel of a powerful car as a form of impingement.

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