Missing In The Heart
Chapter 9.Visiting the Mother-in-Law

It was early in the morning, about ten o'clock. The sun has been radiating rays with its warmth giving it a bright atmosphere in the morning today.

A black Porsche driven by Mahavir and Rachel is seen just sliding out of a luxury residential complex.

Mahavir who was driving was seen grumbling several times annoyed. How not, he had imagined today's trip would be a romantic trip. But in reality he even looks like a driver who drove his employer.

Many times Mahavir's eyes glanced up at the car mirror looking at the reflection of his wife's appearance.

His beautiful wife was leisurely sitting sweetly in the back passenger seat while listening to music through earphones without caring at all about Mahavir who was driving. Sometimes the woman could even be heard singing...

Love me like you do...

Lo.. Lo. Love me like you do...

Touh me like you do...

To... To.. Touch me like you do...

What do you waiting...

The husband can only be in the heart

"Touch me like you do.... What is!! Just kissed his cheek was shaking." Inner Mahavir, annoyed but unable to do anything.

Secretly Rachel smiled satisfied with her behavior, since she had deliberately made Mahavir upset. Every time he found the man's eyes looking at him from the mirror, he immediately threw his face away.

I won't let you do anything to me anymore!!!" Inner Rachel.

Rachel observed several shops along the way, then asked Mahavir to stop right in front of a Flower Shop.

"You what?" Mahavir asked Rachel who had already entered the Flower Shop.

"Buy Flowers!!"

"For whom?"

"There's no way I'm going to come empty-handed to see your mother."

"No need" said Mahavir

"Even if I don't like his son who doesn't play, I still have to be polite to his parents right!!" Rachel's words seemed to make Mahavir snort annoyed. "What kind of flowers do you like?" Ask Rachel again.

Mahavir chose several flower stalks of Carnations

"He likes this one" Mahavir said.

Rachel was just glued to look at the flowers Mahavir chose. Mahavir then noticed Rachel's expression which suddenly fell silent.

"Why?"

"No, I just don't like the kind of flowers you choose."

"Why? These flowers are beautiful!"

"But I don't like it"

"This is the kind of flower that has meaning.., Carnations symbolize long-term love!! The red carnation symbolizes love and affection, the pink Carnation symbolizes gratitude and the white Carnation symbolizes pure love and good hope." Mahavir explained.

"It looks like you can already open a flower shop!" Rachel said insinuating Mahavir. "I just don't like having a bad experience when someone gives me a bouquet of flowers like that"

Mahavir was stunned to hear Rachel's words, he himself knew very well that maybe he was what Rachel meant.

"Who is he???what kind of bad experience?" ask Mahavir pretending not to know.

"It doesn't matter, even the shadow doesn't want me to remember!!" Rachel's speech made Mahavir's heart feel sliced into pieces. Beware!!!

Rachel finally chose the white Rose.

"Would we stop by to buy some fruit or something?" Rachel asked shortly after she returned to sit in the back passenger seat and her bouquet of roses she placed in the front seat accompanied Mahavir.

"He won't eat it." Mahavir replied with a little frown.

"Ohww..." Said Rachel then pursed her lips, then put her earphones back on and did not make a sound again.

The black Porsche now looks gallant through every road through it. Take a leisurely stroll from the wide highway with views of skyscrapers and the frenetic rush of morning traffic. until infiltrated into the winding streets past several hills with rice fields scenery arranged neatly.

"Woow.., look at the view....!! It's amazing!!" Said Rachel sparkling to enjoy the presented scenery that she had never met in her life. Indeed, several times he saw the scenery of the rice fields neatly arranged like the stairs but only from the picture in a book or magazine.

"Still far?" Ask Rachel later.

"A little while." Mahavir replied glancing at Rachel who looked enthusiastic from the mirror reflection.

"Ohww...." Said Rachel who had just faced the car window. "Have you lived here? You seem to know this path very well." Ask her again

Mahavir was silent for a moment,

"Never, I've only been here a few times since I was an adult."

"What is the relationship between your mother and father...." Uncompleted Rachel asked again, the black Porsche had now stopped in a field area with several mounds of earth and tombstones, as well as many frangipani trees around it. Yes, the cemetery!!

Rachel was a little flabbergasted..

"Say we'll see your mother....??" Rachel said as she got out of the car.

"Yes, my mother rests here" replied Mahavir flatly, grabbing a bouquet of white roses on the chair next to her. "To be precise on top of that small hill" continued Mahavir while pointing.

"So your mother has...... " Rachel's words stopped.

"Why?"

Rachel did not answer him, she still looked shocked...

"You disappointed??" ask Mahavir

"Not disappointed, but why not say from the beginning...??"

Mahavir did not answer Rachel's question, resentment still filled the space of his heart. Mahavir continued walking forward leaving Rachel who was still trying to digest things.

"But Vir... " Call Rachel, Rachel's gaze leads to a road that is seen climbing with uneven rocks.

"Virr..wait!!"

"VIIIIRR....!!!! Shouted Rachel again but ignored by Mahavir who was already a few meters away from her.

Due to her annoyance Rachel opens her High heels then throws her towards Mahavir and successfully hits her back.

"AUUWW" Shouted Mahavir in pain and turned to look at Rachel.

"What do you want??"

Mahavir then scans Rachel from head to toe. His wife was wearing a dress of soft brucat material above the knee in high heels more or less as high as nine centi complete with a small sling bag adorning her shoulder.

Mahavir patted his forehead, unaware of it. It is also the fault of not telling from the beginning. The man walked back to Rachel and crouched down to Rachel.

"All right! Let me carry it there."

"Are you kidding me??"

"Keep what?" Mahavir stood back up, and was confused, "What the hell does this woman want?" the Inner Word of Mahavir.

Mahavir then took off his sneakers. "Then put this on"

"Then what are you wearing?" ask Rachel.

"Nyeker!!!" Said Mahavir sniffled, then squatted back to help Rachel put on her sneakers. After that he took Rachel's heels and opposed her in the left hand with the bouquet of white roses earlier.while his right hand held Rachel who walked by dragging her oversized shoes.

"The road is slow" said Mahavir

"Therefore you also do not be too fast" said Rachel difficulty chasing Mahavir step, then stop for a moment.

"What else?"

"Wait for my bag to fall!!" Rachel replied with a cry.

"Yes, hang it on my neck!!" Mahavir's Order

"Why does that woman's stuff make this stuff!!!" The Batin Mahavir ketus.

Rachel smiled in the back looking at her husband's appearance. He saw his Mahavir from top to bottom,

"It turns out my husband is a caring person..."

Inner Rachel.

"Can I ask you?" Said Rachel as she moved her legs forward one by one.

"What?" Mahavir replied still a little tart.

"Your parents' relationship isn't good, is it?"

Mahavir was silent for a moment,

"Because of one thing they separated while I was still in the womb."

Rachel slightly flinched, "Your mother has died a long time ago?"

"I was 5 years old"

"So you've been with your dad since then to London?"

"No, I met my dad when I was 18. After my mother died I was treated in an orphanage."

Rachel is again struck by Mahavir's life story. She did not expect her husband's life to be so alarming.

"What are you asking again?"

"No...no more, enough!!!" Said Rachel trying not to pry Mahavir's old wounds that might make her sad.

After climbing a little and passing several other tombs, finally they are now faced with the tomb of Mahavir's mother.

Mahavir is seen taking a crouching position beside a mound of land that has been wrapped neatly by ornamental grass then say some prayers and start introducing his wife.

Rachel who was before her never on a tomb pilgrimage can only follow Mahavir, crouching and praying.

Rain spots began to fall when Rachel and Mahavir will just move from her mother's navel.

The sun that had shone brightly as if running to hide into his contest, replaced the black clouds that began to meet the sky, followed by flashes of light and thunderous roars.

Rachel and Mahavir quickly ran away and died. The footsteps of Rachel and Mahavir seemed to be chasing with raindrops that fell on their bodies.

Eventually they managed to get back into the car with a half-wet body. Their breaths are still hunting each other as a result of running.

Mahavir looked at Rachel who might not have been conscious to sit in the front seat,

"I don't think you want to sit next to me" Mahavir said snorting.

"Can't you???"

"I'm just a driver to you!!"

"That's it... Namba!!"

"Ehh...Your leg doesn't hurt??" rachel asked when she saw mahavir's feet that looked dirty from running barefoot.

"Fatherless" Mahavir replied as he patted his legs trying to remove the ground, while his eyes did not blink looking at his wife.

Rachel draped her hair to the left and dried it with a tissue making her white tie neck and smooth back exposed clearly in Mahavir's view. White neck is smooth with fine hairs that decorate it.

DEG... DEG... DEG...

Instantly, Mahavir's heart began to beat.

Mahavir lowered his gaze to his wife's body. Her smooth white thighs were so exposed freely, while her wet clothes from the rain were seen to be transparent, revealing the woman's underwear clearly. Even the curves of his chest were so prominent.

Success makes Mahavir's blood flow suddenly feels hot.

"Damn..!!! Why is it that in this situation he is sitting in front??" Inner Mahavir.

Mahavir let out a long sigh then rubbed his wet face trying to dispel the dirty thoughts that were shackling him. He quickly started the car engine and left the cemetery.

His gaze continued he focused straight ahead without turning at all towards his wife.

Rachel just stared at the wonder of Mahavir's unpredictable behavior.

"I was sitting behind him upset....

The turn has come back to the front even dicuekin...

What the hell do you want...??" Inner Rachel.

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