
One hour.
It had been an hour since Dinda had been pacing around in the room, thinking of one thing that kept bothering her mind at this moment.
Anggia Aprilia Zahra's.
One name that is certainly still attached to memory, even though it has been passed for a dozen years.
Could it be that the girl was the same person?
Could it be that it was the reason he felt that he had known the girl for so long, even though they had only met a few times.
Unceasingly Dinda asked herself about the figure of Anggia the owner of round eyes with a clear glare that washed away, every time she looked at him.
"CK, if you just stay quiet and don't do something like this, how can I find the bright spot." Dinda grumbled to herself.
"Yes, it seems like tomorrow I have to go there" he continued while remembering a place that had been his residence in the past, the place where he left his peaceful life for a luxury that didn't even make him happy enough.
Dinda could have asked a lot of things about Anggia to Mama Indri, but she also had to consider many other things that might even make her far from the girl.
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"It looks like Nattan's coming home a little late today, son, or maybe not going home he said, so you better rest and not have to wait for him." mama Indri said when she saw Anggia still in the TV room waiting for Nattan's return with a tart cake on her lap.
"So ma." Anggia replied, there was a disappointed look emanating from her face, but she tried to cover it with a smile.
"It's okay, there's plenty of time, already! I mean, I have a break, I still have to go to school, right tomorrow?" mama Indri said as if feeling what her favorite daughter-in-law was feeling.
"Yes ma." Anggia say goodbye to mama Indri then entered her room and placed the cake on the nightstand next to the bed.
A few minutes passed, but Anggia closed his eyes, occasionally glancing towards the wall clock with his hand that began to move towards the number twelve, which signified that in the clock, the, nattan's age had already moved to twenty-eight, according to the candles that stuck on the tart she made.
Anggia moved uneasily thinking about how and where her husband is now, of course at this time her mind is not okay, how not! already this late her husband has not yet returned home, especially Nattan is rarely home until this late.
Some time ago, Nattan did come home at night, but not as bad as now.
Anggia took a deep breath, however the worry was getting more and more accumulated in her.
Although the two rarely interact well, but some time together with the husband, makes him feel that now Nattan is part of him, he said, no matter how they feel, they may have no taste for each other.
He could not deny their status as a couple.
Anggia leaned his head on the bed board, again he glanced towards the wall clock which now leads to the figure at one in the morning.
Until his gaze was turned on the moving room door handle, and displayed the handsome figure of the husband who poked behind the door.
"Not slept?" nattan said as she closed the door again, and tried to speak in as normal a tone as possible.
"B-yet." answered Anggia quietly, making Nattan's forehead wrinkled in confusion.
"Why?"
"Um .." Anggia got out of the bed, lit a candle on the tart and brought it to Nattan.
"Happy birthday to you." Anggia gave a shy smile, then asked Nattan to blow the candle immediately.
"Don't forget to make a wish" he continued as Nattan's cheeks began to bulge preparing to blow the candle.
"CK."
Anggia's smile grew even more, when she saw her husband begin to close both eyes with his mouth moving slowly like someone who was making a prayer, as if he was praying, then both eyes opened again and blew the two candles with the number twenty-eight years until it was extinguished.
Seeing Anggia who was still developing his smile, without Nattan realizing he also smiled, but a second later the smile was lost replaced with his thin face as usual, and passed into the bathroom, and entered the bathroom, make Anggia peck and piss.
"Bas based on the wall incarnate creature! really yeah, don't know if I've been so hard at making this cake, not even sleeping to make sure he gets home safe! then what the reply, do not thank CK." grumbled Anggia with pursed lips.
Anggia looked at the tart with a pushy look, he cursed his foolish thoughts who expected that Nattan would be pleased with the simple surprise he made, he said, he had even imagined that Nattan would give the first piece of cake to himself.
Anggia broke down with a bitter smile, tiredness and drowsiness suddenly attacked, and he involuntarily fell asleep.
Meanwhile, Nattan deliberately linger in the bathroom, to avoid the sweet smile of Anggia, however he might be devastated, and lost to his ego.
After half an hour in the bathroom, Nattan decided to go out, besides being cold, she felt tired and began to sleepy.
As soon as he came out, the first thing he saw was the peaceful looking face of Anggia, and unfortunately he did not want to stop looking at her.
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Sorry beloved readers, Author rarely up, want to feel up several times a day, but what is the busyness in RL to be its inhibitor.
Thank you for always faithfully waiting, big love for you guys & you guys & you
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