Between the Two Hearts

Sleep together

"You haven't slept yet, sit here."I patted the sofa next to me.

" Not yet, it's so cold that you can't even sleep." His mouth while shaking in the cold.

Anindya threw her body there as soon as then there was only silence between each of us engrossed with her mind .

"While shadowing what sich mas to such a shock he saw me earlier ." Anindya's chirps broke the silence.

" Hehehehe doesn't exist just late with the atmosphere of nature."My eagle.

There's no way I'm frankly recalling memories with my ex-wife.

" So how is Nind still Hendrawan?." My toot.

" Just communicate with Nazwa the same I never again." Legally.

" What about Ma'am Soffie mas."

" We're still communicating as usual soon as he's getting married she's nind."

" Oh yeah?." I nodded my head at the pain I hid from Anindya when I mentioned Soffie was getting married soon.

" Yeah yuk already in, not funny will run out on vacation even sick because of the cold." Chirp me. Anindya nodded and walked ahead of me into her room.

In the morning I woke up to a knock from the door.

Tok tok!.

I tried hard to open my eyes because it was late hungga I could not close my eyes the effects of extreme temperatures.

"Yes, who?." said I lazy slack from under a thick blanket.

" Alex papa let's get up." said my little son from outside the room.

I grabbed my phone and saw the clock was eight in the morning.

" Here enter the champ is not in the key." My leg's back.

Not long after the little creature was squeezing it out from behind the door he smiled and expanded his hand while scattering towards me.

I asked him to go up on a shelf and cover it.

He tried to get out of the blanket but his efforts were in vain because I held the blanket by pinning it between my thighs.

She kept trying to remove herself from the blanket, her tiny hands trying to pull the blanket out.

" Try if you can." My temptation.

Unable to free himself, he bit my hand.

" Awwwwww.cheating !". Screeched me while glancing at the bite marks in my hand.

" Hahahha hahhahaa hhaha yeeeeeay I'm finally free!." Her cheers were exuberant while jumping jump on the bed.

A moment later he stopped jumping and approached me.

" Good morning papa let's get up." He kissed my cheek.

" Good morning baby, early morning wake up hmm?."

" Yes, Alex walked the same way Nazwa and aunt bought milk." Her chatter.

" Oh yeah? Nothing for papa?."

" There's a dong so let's get up, Alex wants to ride a horse." He pulled my hand.

" OK ok wait here papa take a shower first." I said as I rushed into the bathroom.

She looked so happy enjoying her holiday smile and laughter could not be separated from her tiny lips.

The tiny creature looked familiar to each other, he tore a small rattan basket and walked hand in hand down the strawberry plantation with his carefree.

Anindya and I watched her from a distance because they refused to be accompanied.

" Douh wants to be like them again." Chirps Anindya while looking at them.

Hearing her chirping I smiled towards her.

" Why do you regret being an adult? Hmm?!."

He sighed for a moment, his eyes looked glassy.

" No regrets, just didn't expect being an adult wasn't as beautiful as the shadow of the time I wanted to be an adult right away." His words are shrewd.

I rubbed his shoulders and patted him slowly.

" This is life sometimes reality does not match what we expect, but how else life must go on." My seloroh .

When we were talking without realizing that two small creatures seemed to run to us with a basket containing fresh strawberry fruit their faces looked so sumringah.

" Mamaaa look ." Nazwa cried while thrusting his basket at Anindya they immediately checked the Strawberry inside his basket.

Seeing that Alex also did not want to lose in giving her basket to me despite the strawberries she picked, more that have not been so cooked even green.

" Well, thank you, champ." Said I welcome the basket .

Akh! it turns out that happiness is simple only we who sometimes make it complicated, I said in my heart.

After paying for the strawberry we went from there.

"Papa let's get on the horse." chirped Alex billed a promise.

" Ayok, take me and immediately drive the car towards the cannery.

One full day we spend time walking the streets and fulfilling the wishes of children.

Towards dinner time we went home to the villa and Mbok Minah helped two sisters have prepared dinner for us.

The next morning when he was entering the goods into the trunk of Anton's best friend called.

" Wes who is on holiday is silent." he joked.

" Hahhaha hahhaha sorry bro, I didn't know you liked Nature." My legow.

" The reason you say you don't want to be disturbed."

" We're a lot of loch don't ya ngeres." My sergeant.

Immediately I sent a selfie photo with the child .

" Satisfied loe, hahahah haha." I said while chuckling.

" Hahah hahah kirain, Sorry sorry."

" Kirain what? just go on loe." I said sewot.

" Who"s know hahah hahaha" Anton bahak.

Of course I know what's on his mind.

Shit!. Grunts me while shaking my head.

We left the villa with a heavy heart it felt like it wanted to linger there for a long time but what was the power of a myriad of busyness had been waiting for us the day after tomorrow.

This holiday left a sweet memory but on the other hand it made me realize that my feelings for Anindya were more appropriately called an Obsession.

Because as time goes by slowly but surely the sense of it diminishes by itself.

If indeed I really love him, of course, the taste is growing more fertile .

To fill the saturation during a prank trip I opened a light conversation with Mbok Minah Art I have served for many years.

"Mbok, what do you think if I propose to him" My chirps while glancing at Mbok Minah from the rear view in my head.

I've considered the twilight half-girl like the late Mama.

" Sich looks good, but don't know people's hearts can't be guessed." Sahutn .

" Bok would prefer Ndok Soffie to choose." Another imbibing.

" Why is it Mbok?." Askaqua.

" I don't know, but this Mbok is a mother who has tasted a lot of salt acid there that makes Mbok less Sreg the same what's his name?."

" Anindya Mbok." My legow.

" Yes that's Aninda, Aminda is the point."

I smiled hearing Mbok Minah repeatedly mispronounced Anindya's name.

I nodded in agreement with Minah's opinion, as I also carelessly misjudged Anindya at first.

He who looks perfect turns out to be a mistress of married men.