
"Hufff..."
There was the sound of Rachel's rough sighs repeatedly. Hours of standing with the guests congratulating him made him very tired. Moreover, the thoughts that were milling in his brain, making him feel fatigue that doubled. Never mind to walk, his legs are using high heels are not even able to stand in the elevator at this time. It felt like he wanted to instantly lay his body on a soft mattress.
Likewise with Mahavir standing behind Rachel at this moment, he also let out a long sigh several times. Not because of fatigue, but more because of confusion to see the attitude of women in front of him who often change.
Yes, When at the wedding, Rachel just smiled when she met her friend, the rest she put on her face throughout the event. If Mahavir asks, he only speaks a thousand languages while giving his sharp gaze. Many times he tried to help his wife walk but once touched he immediately brushed her off, even when Mahavir tried to help her lift her wedding dress he immediately pulled the dress violently.
Patiently, Mahavir could only look at Rachel's back.
"Let's...."
The elevator doors opened right on the floor they were on. Rachel quickly came out while lifting the subordinate of the wedding dress she was wearing. Mahavir shook his head to see Rachel who was a little complicated walking by dragging her long dress and did not want to be helped.
When realizing Rachel's staggering steps, Mahavir immediately approached and lifted the woman's body from behind and carried her Bridal style.
"What are you doing?" Rachel was shocked and then tried to get down from Mahavir's sling.
"I'm just helping you."
"I don't want to be helped!!"
"It's hard to walk still saying don't want help!"
"I'm still strong!"
"We'll see if you're still strong or not in the room!"
"Whatchu mean? Release !! I said let go!!!!" He said while continuing to thrash.
"CAN YOU SHUT UP??" Shouted Mahavir who was already upset because of the behavior of the woman who did not understand him. As if hypnotized by Mahavir's cry, Rachel immediately stared.
Mahavir also carried Rachel's body into his President Suite room. Then lower it right on the bed that has been filled with red rose petals. Mahavir also sat on the edge of the mattress, with his hands deftly moving open the high heels attached to both feet Rachel. Swiping Rachel's slightly flushed ankles while looking at her beautiful face which revealed a look of confusion.
Rachel spread her gaze around, various kinds of beautiful flower arrangements had decorated the room. The room has been decorated like a newlyweds room.
Instantly he gasped as his gaze descended and saw a stretch of rose petals filling the bed he was in at the moment.
"What the fuck?" Rachel asked while pulling both of her hands that had touched some of the petals.
"What's what?" Mahavir raised one eyebrow.
"Well..this flower? Why are there so many flowers here? Didn't we just leave this room not in this state?"
"You think?" Mahavir brought his face closer to Rachel. Rachel's reflexes are regressing her body.
"That's why I asked!!!"
"You ask because you don't know or don't know? Hmmmm???" Mahavir asked in a made-up sensual tone, his face advancing until it almost touched Rachel's nose.
Rachel gasped, and rewinded her head even more.
"Do you know why?" Mahavir again advanced his body, one of his legs had even climbed onto the bed. "Isn't it like this the newlyweds' room?? do you know what your next activity will be like??"
"Ma.. What do you want? don't fuck around!!!" rachel screeched back because of Mahavir's face that was getting closer to his.
"Just one!!" Mahavir Goda. Seeing Rachel's face start to redden and panic made her feel anxious and increasingly want to tease her.
The more Rachel rewinded her head, the more Mahavir approached her. To make Rachel's head land on the expanse of red rose petals and lock her movement.
"A.. What are you doing? away from me!!" rachel shouted while pushing Mahavir's chest, because now Rachel's position has been under Mahavir's confinement.
Rachel tried to get out of Mahavir's body but his strength was not able to fight Mahavir's strength and even make Mahavir's body more oppressive. Eliminate the distance between them.
"let go!!"
"Let's enjoy tonight, baby...." Mahavir is back to teasing Rachel.
Both of their eyes were clashing. Mahavir stared lovingly, but was met with a sharp look from Rachel.
"If you look like this, you look beautiful..."
Hand conscious, Mahavir moved caressing the temples and cheeks of Rachel. Then, Mahavir,
"COUPS"
Mahavir kissed Rachel's red lips at a glance, then rubbed those lips with his thumb. She had only wanted to tease Rachel but suddenly her desire rose.
"I am very happy to marry you please love me as much as I love you" whispered Mahavir to Rachel's ears. (I'm so happy to marry you, please love me like I love you)
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Rachel seemed to be hypnotized with a gentle gaze from Mahavir. Making his tongue speechless until fixated.
Slowly Mahavir again landed his lips on Rachel's lips. This time for a bit longer, she waited for a reaction from Rachel. Because there was no rejection, Mahavir gently covered Rachel's lips in turn. Sucking and feeling the sweetness of those red lips.
"Say that you love me......" Pinta Mahavir while releasing his kiss.
Rachel simply fell silent, her eyes closed.
His breath sounds hunting, successfully making Mahavir's blood flow heat up. Making Mahavir again link his lips to Rachel's lips. This time the kiss was more demanding, asking for more access to be able to explore into the woman's mouth. But unfortunately Rachel still closed her mouth. Reluctant to give Mahavir the freedom to act further. Realizing Rachel's rejection, Mahavir releases his kiss and drops his head into Rachel's neck niche. Rachel could clearly feel the gasping breath tickling around her neck.
"Say that you love me.........." Pinta Mahavir once again, but again Rachel remained silent and was still in a state of shock. No reaction to Mahavir's words.
Mahavir raised his head and looked at Rachel's lines. She gently kissed Rachel's forehead.
"It's okay if you can't..."
"I'll always be waiting for you.... Whenever it is, as long as it is...!"
"I will always wait!! Wait until you tell me you love me." Mahavir then let go of his cage and got up from the bed.
Slowly Rachel opened her eyes, seeing that Mahavir had been standing by the bed with his trademark smile.
"I'm gonna take a shower first." He said then walked into the bathroom casually, until then there was a gurgling sound of air shower from the bathroom.
After Mahavir died, Rachel immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly got up and sat in the corner of the bed. His hand moved to hold his heart, trying to calm the irregular rhythm of his heart.
"I'm sorry... I can't open my heart to you....
I haven't been able to make myself fall for you...
There's a lot I don't know about you...
There's still a lot of puzzles about you...
Including the words of your father....
I still can't understand the real meaning.....!!"
Seemingly Rachel's inner voice while continuing to look at the bathroom door.
"Square"
"Aren't you going to take a shower?" Ask Mahavir who actually became wrong with his question.
"Emmm.. I mean, aren't you that sultry with that wedding dress? Do you need someone to help you take it off?"
Rachel shakes. "No need, I can do it myself!" He said but still stuck in his place.
Mahavir scrunched his eyebrows together, then scratched his non-itchy temple.
"Why again? from earlier it looks upset..." Mahavir walked over to Rachel and knelt before her.
Rachel just shook her head slowly.
"Can you please?" smart Mahavir.
"What?"
"Dry my hair..." Rachel did not have time to answer, Mahavir had already pulled Rachel's hand and gave her a small towel.
As soon as Rachel took the towel, she dropped her head on Rachel's lap.
Trying to attract his wife's attention by being spoiled.
"What are you thinking?" Ask Mahavir in a soft tone.
"No...!!"
"Don't lie, I know there's something you're thinking."
Rachel fell silent, while Mahavir seemed to take a deep breath.
"Do you regret marrying me?" Mahavir raised his head, staring at Rachel's face intensely. Demanding answers.
"Emmmmm....Don't know..."
Mahavir pulled Rachel's hand and pressed it against her cheek.
"Why not know?? Has your heart not been able to accept me yet?" Say Mahavir softly.
Rachel thought for a moment,
"Aren't you curious about my past? You're not curious about what happened last night?"
"I already know, you think Bryan didn't tell me? You think I didn't find out about you? After all it's your past, which I want you to be now..!!"
"That's how... You know all about me!! But me?? I don't know anything about you!!"
"Slow down, you'll know me."
"Do you know the first reason I wanted to marry you?"
"Because of those photos? Because of our scandal news?"
Rachel nodded, "And so did... Because I want to keep my good name and my family's."
"Certainly??"
"I accepted you because of your great background and maybe because of your looks. I was thinking about getting divorced once the rumors about us disappeared. But...... "
"But??"
"But I see so much love in your eyes for me. I can feel your sincerity....!"
"Thank you you can feel it...." Mahavir kissed the back of Rachel's hand gently. "Then what's the problem?"
"My heart.....!! I haven't been able to open my heart as long as I don't know you very well, there are still many explanations I want from you."
"What kind of explanation?"
"Yes, starting from...Since when do you know me, what is your relationship with my family, how can someone as great as you be crazy about me."
"I will explain it one by one, but not now!" mahavir said, do not want to create other lies.
"Why not now?"
Mahavir fell silent, "should I tell him now??" The Inner Complaint Mahavir.
Mahavir gathers his courage, then changes his position to face Rachel, but is still on his knees. "Try to look at my face carefully, can you really not recognize me??"
Rachel fell silent. He observed the lines on the face of the gentle smiling man before him. That smile was no stranger in his memory.
"Have we met before?"
"Yes, even a few times..."
Rachel looked back at Mahavir's face, again trying to remember further. Instead of getting any memories, it was just a vague shadow of Dirman flashed through his mind. Rachel quickly lowered her head and closed both her eyes.
"Is this how much my memory holds bad memories of Dirman?? Why is it that his face appears every time?? Is this my punishment?? Oh my... Eliminate his shadow in my mind..." Inner Rachel.
"Why you?" Mahavir asked surprised at Rachel's reaction. Both of her hands were trying to pull Rachel's hand that was covering her face.
Lirih sounded Rachel's sobbing, Mahavir quickly pulled Rachel in his arms.
Mahavir felt Rachel's body begin to tremble, looks of fear, hatred, and sadness mixed into one. Mahavir is closing his arms. There was a great regret in him.
"I'm sorry... Maybe it wasn't the time I explained who I was...."
After a few minutes passed, Rachel who had regained her composure instantly broke free from Mahavir's embrace.
"I'm sorry"
"It's okay, don't think about it anymore." Mahavir rubbed Rachel's head. "Where's the cold, snobbish woman I've known all along??" Ask Mahavir. Trying to change Rachel's mood.
Rachel smiled faintly, "It could be you!!"
"So you really don't want to change your dress? Want me to help you?" Mahavir asked with a naughty clatter. "Then we continued, right?"
Rachel glared, a pillow instantly floated down Mahavir's head.
"Bare to you!" Mahavir threw the pillow back at Rachel.
"You're avenging me?"
Rachel again pelted Mahavir with a pillow. Not to be outdone Mahavir pulled another pillow and again pelted Rachel to make her stray back.
Finally there was a pillow fight between them for several hours until the early hours. They were both exhausted and ended up throwing their respective bodies onto the already shapeless messy bed.
Mahavir falls asleep in his towel kimono while Rachel is still in her wedding dress.
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