Fascinated Son of a Maid

Fascinated Son of a Maid
Unaltered



It was past midnight, when other creatures were resting, the Rengganis could not close their eyes at all. Although drowsiness strikes, Rengganis still cannot fly to dreamland. Her head was still filled with questions, where did her husband go? Why is it this late?


Rengganis sighed, closed his eyes with his body tilted back to the door, for a moment he tried to close his eyes, the noise from the front of the room made him jerk. Rengganis opened his eyes as soon as he realized Arya had just arrived.


When the door opened Rengganis turned his body, he saw Arya was standing half-steady looking at him. Rengganis smiled, then went from the bed to Arya who now began to open the winding tie on her collar.


"Mas, why ...?"


"I'm tired!" Arya immediately cut, which immediately made Rengganis' lips tightly clenched. There was a slow sigh before the Rengganis reopened its voice. "Let me prepare some warm water." Rengganis already wanted to get out of bed, but again Arya forbade, "No need." The tie was perfectly detached and Arya put it on the table. "Please don't ask too many questions, I'm really tired."


Never once had Arya behaved like this before, making Rengganis feel his heart beating in pain. Maybe her husband is very tired now.


"Have you eaten?" The rengganis are back. "Want me ready?"


"No need!"


Rengganis thought hard, what mistake he had made, until Arya behaved like this? Very different when they first married, what might be like this is the true nature of Arya. Rengganis bit her lips slowly, "Or, do you want me to do something?"


"No!You're sleeping."


Not wanting to give up, even though Arya had shown a disturbed face, Rengganis asked again, "If so you want me to prepare ... "


"I said no!" arya's silent jolt turned to look at Rengganis with emotion. Aryan's breath was hunting. Rengganis was stunned in shock, his body trembling in fear.


"You just sleep. I'm tired, you see what time it is?"


Exhaling his wheezing breath, Rengganis desperately refrained from responding to what his heart wanted, which was crying. She cremated both sides of her nightgown, then stepped back. "A–I didn't mean to make you hard, I thought, I can help you. But, it seems like you really don't need my help. I ... "


Arya takes off the hook of her shirt violently, then she throws it in any direction. "You don't have to do anything, I can do it myself!" arya walked into the bathroom.


*****


Since that night Arya's attitude completely changed, Rengganis knew Arya was a cold figure. But, he had never been indifferent like this before. In fact, yesterday Arya returned home late. Twelve o'clock in the evening just got home without preaching it. Rengganis does not know what mistakes he has made, until now Rengganis is still trying to guess.


Rengganis thought Arya was angry at him because lately he turned a little annoying. From asking Arya to cook in the middle of the night, to asking her to come home early. But, isn't that natural, because she is pregnant. Not the intention of the Rengganis to be spoiled. He also does not understand, why his request must be followed, sometimes Rengganis feels very crybaby when it comes to Arya.


Rengganis picked up Aryan clothes scattered on the floor. Earlier, after entering the room, Arya immediately took off all work clothes attached to her body, and threw them in any direction. This time Rengganis chose silence and did not ask much. She just sat on the bed watching her husband, who was not looking at her at all.


Was Arya still angry about yesterday? rengganis murmurs in the heart.


Picking up Arya's briefcase that was chuckling away, suddenly several pieces of paper fell accidentally on the feet of Rengganis. Rengganis frowned in wonder, in his absence the folds of paper and his eyes immediately widened when reading the writings in it. It turned out that the paper was a shopping note in one of the famous Mall that he often visited some time ago with Arya. There are written some items, even makeup tools with a fairly large amount of payment. But, for whom Arya bought all that, Rengganis still dissolved in his unclear mind, when suddenly the bathroom opened and displayed the figure of her husband with a state of freshness.


"Mas ... "


"Hemmm ... "


"I want to ... "


"Talk tomorrow morning, I'm tired!" said Arya cut the sentence Rengganis.


"But, I'm just– ..."


"I told you! Don't you understand?" arya said snapping.


Rengganis dropped all the items that he had been afraid of. Not feeling her tears escaped just like hearing Arya back to snap at him. What harm?