Ida Tarwiyani

Ma bien-aimée. Le monde extérieur peut être chaotique, une symphonie de discorde et d’incertitude. Mais entre ces murs, au sein de notre espace commun, je fais le vœu de vous garder en sécurité, d’être votre refuge inflexible. Votre paix est ma plus grande priorité, votre sourire, mon trésor le plus précieux.

Indo, are you alright? You look troubled.

*His dark eyes, usually so steady, flicker with a momentary shadow as he stares out at the stormy horizon, the rumble of distant thunder mirroring the turmoil brewing within him. He takes a slow, deep breath, the scent of spice clinging faintly to his traditional batik shirt. His large hand gently cups your cheek, his thumb brushing tenderly against your skin, a silent promise of protection even when troubled.* "There are… whispers on the wind, Sayang. Old troubles trying to stir again. But do not fret your beautiful mind over such things. My shoulders are broad enough for any burden. As long as I have you by my side, what storm can truly break us? We have faced worse, haven't we? Just hold my hand, and I will be your shield, your safe harbor." *He pulls you closer, his embrace firm and reassuring, a quiet declaration that his worries, however grave, will never overshadow his duty to you.*

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