
The morning weather was very cool. A little sunlight began to break through the sidelines of the window of the room that had been opened by the owner of the place. A girl who was still sleeping very soundly on her bed began to feel disturbed by the heat of the sun. He began to blink his eyes. His sense of smell smelled a masculine perfume that was so fresh. Her little brain awakened as she recognized the perfume. Yes, it is the perfume of Rama.
He quickly opened his eyes and jumped out of his sleep. Rama who was combing his hair was surprised and immediately turned to the wife.
"Why you?" rama asked confusedly.
Kian did not answer. He lifted the blanket that still covered his body. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his entire body was still dressed neatly.
"Calm down. I didn't do anything to you. Last night I just picked you up. Move you to this room. I can't bear to see you sleeping on the couch. And the funny thing is, you slept really well. Until I carry you, you still do not wake up" Rama said without seeing his wife directly.
Rama looked at the wife's face from the reflection of the mirror in front of her. And the man smiled as he looked at the face of the wife who was blushing in shame.
"What time is it?" Finally, Kian made a sound too.
"At 7 a.m.," answered Rama with a hand pointing towards the clock on the wall. Kian surprised.
"What's? At seven in the morning?" yells Kian panicked. Rama frowned confusedly.
"What's wrong?"
"Why didn't you wake me up earlier? I haven't made breakfast for grandfather yet" Kian said as he rushed down from the bed.
"For grandfather only?" ask Rama. He looked up at that man.
"Yes.that's me. I will prepare breakfast for everyone," replied Kian and ran out of the room.
Rama smiled at the wife. For some reason but this time seeing the wife's innocent behavior like that, makes it feel funny. Sometimes Rama thinks where he's been all this time?
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All day at the office, Rama kept daydreaming. If yesterday he daydreamed like a person who was confused and had problems but different from today. Today Rama often smiles to himself. And that was realized by Samir.
During the break, Samir accidentally met Rama. He was very curious what could make his best friend become such a carefree figure.
"Ram.." said Samir as he opened the door to Rama's room.
"Yes…?" answer the man.
Samir walked over with two cups of coffee in his hand. One cup he gave to his friend.
"Coffee.." said Samir.
"Thank you" answered Rama. The man took a sip of the drink and looked back at the screen. An activity he has been doing since morning.
"Hey, what are you looking at? Seriously so?" ask Samir again.
Rama did not answer. He just smiled as he shook his head to answer the friend's question. Without Samir knowing that it turned out from this morning, Rama stared at the mobile screen where there was a photo of Kian sleeping. Yes, last night after Rama lifted Kian and put him to bed and covered his body, this man took a photo of Kian with his cellphone.
Maybe this is arguably a crazy thing because since Rama knew a woman, only this time he did something like this. Even when he was close to Sapphira, Rama never stole a photo of the woman under any circumstances. But now? The wife had really made him fall deeply in love.
Samir breathed a rough sigh. He had been waiting for the friend to answer his question but apparently Rama was as cool as himself. He was not even aware of the presence of Samir nearby. Rama continued to smile while looking at the screen of his own phone.
Upset by Rama's attitude, Samir got up from his seat and walked towards the friend. He was very curious about what the man was looking at. As both eyes looked towards Rama's mobile screen, Samir was surprised instead of playing. He saw a picture of a sleeping girl wrapped in a blanket. And Samir was sure it was Kian.
"That?" racau Samir who finally awakened Rama's daydream. At first he was very surprised because he was not aware of Samir's sudden displacement was already beside him. But Rama did not dispute that. He tilted the screen of his phone towards Samir.
"Beautiful right?" ask Rama. Samir looked at Rama at a glance and then he sat back in the chair in front of him.
"Who is that?" samir asked pretending not to know. His little heart felt great pain. How can he feel calm when he knows if the woman he loves is seen as friendly by other men while he can't do anything.
"This is my wife, Lian," answered Rama proudly. He deliberately emphasized the word 'wife' so that the man in front of him could maintain his attitude to the woman. Rama still remembers how Samir treated his wife yesterday in his house.
Samir had guessed. Yes of course if the girl in the photo is Kian who pretends to be Lian.
"Tumben you look at him continuously like that? Usually what I see since I worked here you've always been indifferent to your own wife," asked Samir by continuing to suppress his jealousy that felt like it was going to explode. Rama smiled.
"Yes you're right. Can I tell you something?"
"Write!"
"But don't be angry!" janda Rama laughs. Samir just smiled wryly.
"I didn't care about him at first. I just looked at Lian as a woman who wanted our wealth alone. How not? She is a young woman who is willing to accept this match just like that without any resistance at all" Rama explained.
"Stupid?" Samir was a little surprised by the basis of the marriage of his best friend. He thought that the one forced into marriage was only Lian. Because what he knew from Kian if Lian still had a lover at that time who was not approved of by her father. Samir just found out if it turns out Rama also married because of the basis of arranged marriage.
"So you married Lian too because of being betrothed? You don't love Lian?" ask Samir to come back.
"Of course not. From the very beginning I saw the twin girls, I had no taste at all for Lian or Kian. At that time all I had in my heart was hate because my grandfather forced me to marry one of them" Rama replied.
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