PAST LOVE : My Love Back to Him

Nikita did not take her cellphone out of her bag at all, because her cellphone was running low and she forgot to charge it.

Nikita opened the door quickly, her eyes looking for Raka's whereabouts. Really Nikita felt guilty because Raka had to wait for her.

Nikita's eyes saw the figure of Raka who was sitting with his head leaning on the sofa and his eyes were closed, one hand on his forehead.

Nikita approached Raka with slow steps, as if she didn't want to disturb Raka's calm.

Silently, Nikita sat very close beside Raka. She grabbed Raka's hand which was on his forehead, and placed it slowly on her lap.

He rubbed the back of Raka's hand over and over again, with feeling he lifted Raka's hand and put it on his cheek, then kissed it longingly.

"I really miss these strong hands, the hands that always guide me to walk, who always wipe my tears when I'm sad, and these hands that always caress me, that make me calm when I'm angry." Nikita's mind screamed, feeling tight remembering Raka's kindness all this time.

He gripped Raka's fingers tightly, and Nikita was surprised when those fingers also gripped him tightly, and instead rubbed the back of Nikita's hand.

Nikita turned to Raka's face, he saw Raka's eyes were open, with longing eyes.

Raka pulled Nikita's body towards him and hugged Nikita's body tightly. Nikita also replied to Raka's embrace no less tightly. It's really a very suffocating feeling. Raka looked closely at Nikita's eyes, he grabbed Nikita's chin closer to his face, gently crushed Nikita's reddened lips. Nikita didn't reject it at all, he even felt something beautiful in his heart, Nikita replied to Raka's crush with a beating heart.

The two of them reciprocated the longing for each other. Until they both felt suffocated. Nikita slowly pulled her lips, then brought her forehead together with Raka's forehead. Nikita whispered softly.

"I'm sorry Ka, for not seeing my cellphone at all, so I didn't know if you were coming. I'm sorry." Nikita looked into Raka's eyes with regretful eyes.

"You're not wrong Nik, my plan was to surprise you with coming here." Raka cupped Nikita's cheeks with a sweet smile.

While taking a seat and pulling Nikita into his lap, Raka looked at Nikita.

"Now tell me, why did you just come home this afternoon? Do you have work out of town?" ask Raka

Raka's question is very relevant.

Nicky will never lie to Raka, and that applies forever. Nikita shifted from Raka's lap, sat close beside Raka.

In one of Raka's hands, Nikita recounted the incident from the beginning when Mrs. Elina said she would accompany Bagas out of town suddenly, and Nikita did not receive any notification from Bagas, until Bagas was sick.

Right on the story, where Nikita was forced to accompany Bagas and take care of him. Nikita tells the story with a feeling of fear, afraid that Raka will misunderstand and get angry.

Raka tightly gripped his fingers with his head down. Suddenly Raka's grip was released, Raka pulled his hand from Nikita's grip.

Nikita looked up at Raka guiltily. His sad eyes apologized to Raka. Raka is silent, without saying things like this are what Raka is afraid of.

The jealousy he felt was well-founded. Whose heart is not jealous if the woman takes care of other men who are not lovers or relatives.

Indeed, Raka knows that Nikita is considered by Mrs. Elina as her daughter. But what does Bagas have to do with it? other than just as superiors and subordinates.

He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, letting out a tight feeling in his chest.

Raka tried to calm his heart. He always believed in Nikita's heart, but could he trust Bagas' heart? who can - can also love Nikita? because Nikita is a woman who is very much admirer.

Raka could not at all be angry with the attitude taken by Nikita. However, there was something in his chest that was very painful.

"Nikita, can your heart hold on until later?" Raka asked in his heart, in his anxiety.

"Ka." Nikita called in a hoarse voice holding back tears.

"Are you angry? with the attitude I took to help Bagas?" continued Nikita still in his hoarse voice.

Raka tries to give Nikita a smile, he doesn't want to see Nikita feel guilty or sad.

In Nikita's arms affectionately, in the caress of Nikita's long black hair. Then he put Nikita's face right in his face.

With a sincere smile and a look full of love, Raka kissed Nikita's forehead and said softly.

"Why be angry, if the woman I love, does something good to help others in need."

"Really? You're not mad Ka?" Nikita still doesn't fully believe it, his heart is still racing for fear of losing a Raka.

Raka nodded firmly and kissed Nikita's lips briefly.

"But there's something I want to say Nik. I can't help it." continued Raka.

"What is it Ka? Don't you ever say you want to leave me." Nikita's voice was choking, his eyes were misty looking at Raka's eyes.

"Who would leave you dear?" replied Raka, his eyes returned to Nikita's gaze with love.

"Then what do you want to say?"

"Hemmmmm..." Raka's voice trailed off, not continuing his words.

"What?" asked Nikita impatiently.

"Let's say Ka? Don't make my heart restless!" Nikita's voice pleaded.

Raka smiled, his eyes still looking at Nikita's eyes without blinking, wanting him to look for love in Nikita's eyes. Yahh...Raka still found that love for him. It was clear in Nikita's eyes.

Raka's two hands tightly gripped Nikita's waist and brought Nikita's body close to his body.

Nikita gasped, his breath was tight, holding his heart beat which suddenly became irregular because his breath was so close to Raka's breath.

"Ka, what do you want to say? please? don't make me suffer." said Nikita more nervous.

"Honey... will you allow if there is jealousy in my heart?" asked Raka slowly.

"Jealous?" asked Nikita not understanding.

"Jealous why?" continued Nikita's question, who was not aware that his caring attitude towards Bagas made a Raka jealous.

"Jealous, because you share your care and love with other men and you can be close to other men, while I am far from you ... and feel lonely without you." Raka let out all the restlessness in his heart.