That afternoon Andini got ready to welcome Ichiro. How happy she was because today she would meet the one she loved so much.
Yesterday, before boarding, Ichiro called and said there was no need to pick him up at Ngurah Rai Airport. Because he wanted privacy and he chose to come directly to Andini's house in Ungasan. And Andini had prepare everything to welcome Ichiro's arrival. She cooked a lot of Balinese food.
A bell rang from the front door. Andini opened the door in few seconds after the bell rang. And they both stood still. Time seemed to stop for a moment. Couldn't believe all this was really happening. In almost eight years she had never seen the one she missed so much and that day he was right in front of her eyes.
Andini cried and immediately hugged Ichiro, who spread his arms, ready to hug her. They hugged each other tightly. As if afraid of being separated.
"Sonata .. I miss you.. Oh God I miss you so much. "
Then Ichiro kissed her softly. They enjoyed the kiss. Liked wanting to convey longing inseparable. Liked wanting to convey longing that has not been conveyed.
Suddenly Ichiro felt like something was tugging his trousers. Then he heard a soft voice.
" Are you my Daddy? "
He looked down. There was a little beautiful girl who was tilting her head, looking at him.
"Yes, Darling. I'm your Daddy."
Sakura raised her hands towards Ichiro.
Ichiro looked down, carried her, hugged her tightly and kissed his daughter. It felt like he was almost crying. His daughter that he never imagined before. And now he had her in his arms. He still couldn't believe it. It was like a dream to him that suddenly he had a little family.
"My little angel.. "
"Daddy. I miss you. Do you miss me too? "
" Of course I miss you, my angel. I miss you so much. " he cried.
" Don't cry, Daddy. Don't cry. I'm here with you now. You can kiss and hug me now. Don't cry. " she wiped his tears that streaming down his face.
" Yes, Darling. Daddy won't cry anymore. I just feel so happy to see you now. I'm happy to have you in my life. " he held her so tight.
" Daddy... Can I see the dragon on your neck? I just want to make sure you are my Daddy. "
"Of course you can, honey. But who told you that there is a dragon in my neck?" Ichiro laughed and looked at Andini and she blushed.
Sakura chuckled.
" Mommy told me about that tatoo. Mommy loves your tatoo. Because Mommy always told me Daddy have a beautiful dragon tatoo. So I bet Mommy really loves your tattoo. "
They hugged and laughed together.
"Daddy. Are you leaving us again?"
"No, honey. From now on we will always be together. Daddy, Mommy and you, my little angel. Daddy will never leave you again. I promise. "
" I love you, Daddy.I've been waiting for you. And now you are here with me. I'm so happy, Daddy. " She kissed her father.
" I'm happy and I love you too, Little angel. "
Then Ichiro whispered something to Andini.
" Later, after she sleeps, you can enjoy the dragon in my body, my love."
Andini blushed half to death.
That day, the three of them enjoying the Bali food that Andini had made. She wanted Ichiro to know about her culture slowly started from the food. And started from that day, they always spend time together.
*******
It had been more than a week since Ichiro's arrived in Bali, the two of them decided to stay temporarily in Bali. Before they went to Osaka for their wedding next month. Ichiro had already taken care of everything according to the wedding before he left Osaka to meet Andini.
Andini felt her life was complete and every day her happiness grows. That was how it seemed to her. Ichiro had proven to her that he was a loving father to Sakura, and now, apart from proving to her that he meant to be a good father, he was also dedicating himself to Andini to prove her that he was a good and very loving husband. They always spent time together. As if Ichiro wanted to make up for their lost togetherness.
Sometimes Andini still couldn't believe that her life will be so beautiful since Ichiro came back. She still remembered all her struggles against the slanted views of the surrounding community towards her. Gossip was always circulating in the community about her. She had fought desperately against them. Pregnant without a husband, giving birth only accompanied by her two best friends, raising her child alone. She felt lucky that she have her best friends. Tita and Hasigawa always supported her during those times. All the sharp gravel and mud that had been adorning the path she was walking finally ended up on a green grassy path full of beautiful flowers. All her pain and sorrow culminated in happiness. She was grateful for it because it made her to be a strong woman.
Lying naked beside him on their bed, Andini felt her heart swell with joy and love. Smiling in the dim light, she turned towards Ichiro, placing a loving kiss on the chin of the man she loved.
" You know what will happen if you keep doing that. " Ichiro warned her seriously.
Andini laughed.
" I thought I was the one who couldn't refuse you, not the other way around. " she teased him.
And as Andini leaned closer to him, the soft curves of her naked body were a sweet and warm temptation to herself. There was a special sensation that Andini feels.
" Is it possible that I can refuse you? " Ichiro asked her.
His hand was caressing Andini's skin. His breath felt warm on Andini's lips. Andini excitedly approached him. It was still the same as it was, seven years ago and the thrilling longing that filled Andini when she knew Ichiro would kiss her.
" I love you… " said Ichiro.
The words were blown into Andini's ears and then repeated on her lips, before finally Ichiro's tongue slowly caressed the corners of her lips on purpose, until Andini couldn't wait any longer and put her hands on either side of his head. Her lips parted, a slight tingle of longing running through her.
The sound of the speed of their breaths accelerating mixed with the movement of their bodies on the sheet, soft whispers full of sensuality and desire awaited.
The sweetness of Andini's passion increased Ichiro's own desire. He showed his love for Andini naturally and openly, with his desires whispered in tender words of love and longing, and encouragement and promise filling the air, blown against her skin in a litany of erotic emotions. Ichiro could admit that a part of him had responded to that from the start, and now it was his turn to love Andini for it. In fact, he would voluntarily spend the rest of his life with Andini to enjoy happiness and enjoyment together.
Andini looked at the man's face, and caressed the smooth skin on the nape of his neck. She knew now how much Ichiro meant to her.
Lying beside her, Ichiro cupped her breasts, letting his lips tease her nipples provocatively, his fingertips drifting and tickling Andini's lower belly. In Ichiro's caress, Andini closed her eyes and held on to him, she felt that she was riding a wave of her desire bubbling and throbbing inside her. Smiling at the torment of pleasure the man gave her. What she knew now from building pleasure, pure and sensual need. And Ichiro knew exactly how to stretch his will and until it became almost unbearable.
Ichiro knew that if he put his hand on that mound now, he would be able to feel the pulse that covering it. Just as he knew that the unstable increase in Andini's breathing caused by the sweep of his fingers on Andini's skin would soon bring Andini to orgasm. And that after that orgasm Ichiro would reignite her desire so that he could satisfy them both with the thrust of his body inside her. Ichiro could feel that his self control was starting to fade away.
His hands moved further down her body. The softness, the wet scent from her lower body and the way Andini offered it with such generosity and sensuality stirred his heart inside his chest. Ichiro stared at her as he opened her folded outer lips. A shudder tore at his eyes, dark and wild with necessity. His fingertips stroked gently through her wetness and then back again, to rub against the source of his desire, hard and swollen under her touch, making his own body throb in ever more pressing demand. Ichiro's lips caressed her nipples more urgently, his gaze noted the red tint that staining her skin and the stronger the small tremor gripping her body.
"Ichiro..." she sighed.
It was the way she said his name. A tender longing pleading woven with threads of tormenting seduction that shattered what was left of his control.
Andini shuddered wildly under the sensation of Ichiro's mouth on her skin, on her breasts, stomach, thighs, and finally at her most sensitive part down her belly, where the tip of Ichiro's tongue caressed and played under there and possessed her until the pleasure made her gasp and then scream.
Ichiro couldn't wait any longer. Therefore he had to fight against himself to get pleasure together. Instead of giving in to the demands of his own flesh and his need to lose himself within her, holding the two of them on the shelf of longing before finally pushing their way slowly inside. Unite themselves. He, letting the responsive muscles of his body to take it and own it until they ride the pleasures together towards the ecstasy of love and release together.
" I love you. "
" I love you. "
"Sonata.. You are the music of my life. You make my life complete.."
Safely kept in Ichiro's arms, Andini closed her eyes, knowing that when she would wake up in the morning and every morning, from their life together, she would wake up saved and loved.
And in April they together enjoy the cherry blossoms that bloom in Osaka.
"Our love is a palace built by longing.
The wind has brought my longing for you
The universe has given strength,
United us in a hug.
O my cherry blossom,
Both of our hearts
Is a rainbow of a dozen colors."
Andini put the pen down and closed her book.