Antonym Intellect, Synonym of Dearest
Ariel Sick
“I again met with Boss,” Arka answered that night.
After I sent WA last night while I was eating at a Korean restaurant, I was just called back at 12 midnight.
A meeting?
On Friday to midnight?
But he works in the Treasury department that takes care of the company's shares. Fridays are usually closed. But is this the middle of the moon?
Duh, Ariel Claudia.. Eliminate your bad thoughts! I scolded myself. The important thing is he's already retorted WA so there's nothing to worry about.
“Tomorrow to lunch together in the new Mall?” bargained.
I miss him so much.
“Tomorrow I want to rest at home all day. Sunday only?” such is the reply from Arka.
Be patient another day.
Alright...
But before there was Ariel in my life, Arka's temperament had already changed. When I took her to the wedding fair she preferred to dodge. So I went to the exhibition alone. Even I chose alone, I even bought a wedding ring alone, he just transferred the money. We only met once a week, WA has started to rarely reply.
Reasons busy.
What is clear is that his treatment of me is very different from 6 years ago.
Is that too long for someone to date? Should we get married sooner?
At that time my mother did suggest that I get married sooner, but Arka did not want to, he said he did not pe-de stalking me because he did not have a job.
I faintly heard the sound of a motor from the end of the road.
I let out a breath. The sound of the engine that I know.
Again he...
The roar of the motor stopped in front of my fence. I didn't open my curtains because I was lazy again.
Two seconds later there was a WA from him.
“Kangen, open gate.”
“I'm menstruating!” kubalas. I already knew he was coming because of what I wanted to do, I hope that with my situation coming by the moon, he can leave immediately.
“Yes, the dedenya is not so yes?” his reply.
Damn it...
“Padahal I already named.” he sent WA again to me.
“Do not freak you.” My reply. “Don't try your name Ariel Junior, or Ariel 1 – 2 – 3 or Ariel A, B,C! Watch out for you,”
“Name Light. Can be for men can be women.” Reply Ariel.
I'll shut up for a second.
What a beautiful name.
But it was too beautiful for our relationship to be both bleak and without a future.
“After menstruation I want to install KB, let not you hamili.”
“We should talk more seriously about this. Open the gate dong, cold outside.”.
It turns out that the reason I was menstruating did not dampen his intention to spend the night in my room.
“You just go home there, I'm badmood again!” hisisku.
I turned off my phone and pulled the blanket over my head, trying to sleep.
**
In the morning I looked at myself in the mirror.
I haven't had a shower, haven't yet creambath masceran, certainly not yet groomed. My face looks what it is.
This is the face I'm going to wear from now on.
I will also eat as I please, dress comfortably for me, take a potluck bath once a day.
The sooner it gets ugly, the better.
My skin is too white, so today I will take a walk in the complex park to be exposed to sunlight, without sunblock to dull. Maybe buy some vegetables. I asked Mom what she needed to cook today.
When I came down, he was busy chopping vegetables in the kitchen.
I peed his cheeks and I made coffee to prop up the stomach.
“Ariel on top?” ask mom.
“No, I told you to go home last night,” I said.
"The bike in front of the gate? I think he's on top,”
I was silent while raising my eyebrows, also instantly feeling worried.
“The motor is in front of the gate?” rework
“Iya,” my mother extra nods.
“Where to?!”
“Mom don't know, I haven't opened the gate padlock, just looked a little from the window this morning,”
“Mother not to market?”
“Yesterday home from the salon already to the supermarket buy vegetables for a week supplies.” Then mom pointed at the door, “You check in front of the fence, and open the padlock. Danger of the motor in front of the gate. Even though our complex is safe and security open and close the portal, but yes when the motorbike is parked in front of the gate?”
I also snatched the key of the house that was hung above the door.
Frankly, I'm deg-degan.
In my mind, these possibilities cross.
“Ya Ampuuuuun!!” myrag.
Bener dong, he sleeps snacking in front of the gate!! Cardboard pads too!
“Ariel hoy! Just really you!!” seruku while crouching checked her condition.
“Eh?” he woke up suddenly. “Hey darling... hehe...morning already! Missed dawn prayer dong me?”
“Indeed you pray dawn?!”
“Do not ngeremehin I keep dooong, will practice be a good father,”
He tried to stand up. But sit down again.
“Bentar... life has not been collected,” his hiss while raising his hand.
I clutched his arm, his intention wanted to help him stand up and immediately enter the house rather than so the neighbor's talk, “Makanya do not sleep on the asphalt! You are nih-“ and I am silent.
Ariel's body... The temperature why is this hot? The time to sunburn the sun? It's only 7 o'clock the sun is still warm, not yet scorching.
I stick my hand to his forehead, then to his neck.
“You have a fever...” hiss. “Enter into a splinter! Check temperature!”
“I'm not pap-“ and he's limp again. “Pusing...” hisses.
“Yes you are reckless! Cepet in!” I put his arm over my shoulder and helped him stand up. Geez, it turns out he's heavy if not powerful like this!! I got caught breaking her into the house!
**
Well, I'm not taking a walk in the park.
Again the negligence at home while compressing Ariel's forehead.
After checking the temperature, he was 38 degrees hot. He said his throat hurt too, and his head was dizzy.
I sat on the edge of my bed, next to him exactly, facing the nightstand stirring warm water with honey and lemon, while Ariel slept tilted with a cloth on her forehead and looked at me with a look of laughter,
But his finger stroked my pu ting from outside the negligee.
I'll let him, 'cause he's sick.
Actually uncomfortable because I was menstruating, all over the body feels sore and more sensitive.
“Sleep here dong..” Ariel patted the empty area in front of her.
“Ngak,” mumbled. “Do not protest,”
He just pouted and kept quiet. Then continue to caress me.
It looks like my chest is the stress relief.
“Minum nih, I have added ginger,” I said while filing glass glass filled with honey lemon water..
“Where is the straw?” his question.
“Wear straws?!” i'm sewot.
“I'm sick again loooh,”
“You are not a child!”
“Buuuuu I diomelin niiiih!”
“Ariel, soft little with your husband why siih?” scold mom from below. Laaaah, he's clashing! Sompret really!
“Suami or baby?” irked me. Maybe both. I've seen the article on Instagram, if the husband is sick again he will act more baby than the real baby. Maybe it's true...
But I saw the evidence myself.
“Compresnya already anget,” hiss Ariel. I finally got him a straw and he was sipping his honey lemon.
“Ya change aja..”
“Duh lemes really want to go to basin.”
“The basin is only 30 inches from your head,”
“You measured ya just now?”
I sighed, and relented to take the washcloth out of its heel and put it in cold water, then squeeze it out and put it back on its forehead.
“Sayang..” call it.
What else this time?!
“Laper..” said
“Hm,”
“Mau McD dong,” door
“Again,” I remind him of his condition.
“Yes, Sop Kaefci deh,” he nawar loh!
“Lazy buy it,” I just answer it like this.
“Kan can delivery,” he is still trying to negotiate.
“There are other options that are not easy?”
“Indomie deh?”
Oh my God, big baby!
“You are sick again,” I remind you of his condition.
“Seek hugged you if so, easy right?”
I also took a deep breath hoping my patience stock was still plenty.
“I pesenin sop kaefci first..” I also went to find my phone. Mau delivery KFC package.
