Glass Flakes

The Apartment

Dinda decided to stay at Dimas' apartment. While Maya returned to her boarding house with Niko. However, Dinda is a wife who has the obligation to take care of her husband. Her husband is now sick. He could not bear to leave the man alone.

The clock shows at eight o'clock. Dinda just finished making porridge for Dimas. While Dimas himself was still sleeping from this afternoon. Dinda entered the room intending to wake Dimas up to take the medicine. She saw the man who was her husband's status was still sleeping under his blanket. Dinda approached and placed the back of her hand on Dimas' forehead.

Deg

A strange feeling seeped into Dinda's heart when her hand touched Dimas' forehead. He pulled back his hand and looked at the face that was still sleeping.

Why me? Why is it so weird. Deg-degan which now seems different ama yesterday-yesterday.

Dinda held her chest with her hand. He stepped up his legs and sat on the sofa not far from Dimas' bed. From his seat Dinda watched Dimas who was still sleeping in his sleep.

If only we were reunited normally, I might have fallen in love with you. But I also don't know why I survived being your wife whom I hated so much. Is this what you call a soul mate? Ahhh,, you know ah.

Dinda also undoes her intention to wake up Dimas. He was still sitting on the sofa and chose to wait for Dimas to wake up while playing his phone. Slowly his eyes felt heavy and finally he fell asleep while leaning on the back of the sofa.

Dimas woke up because of his thirst. After drinking a glass of water on a small table beside his bed, he spread his gaze and found the figure of Dinda sleeping on the sofa. He pulled the corner of his lips and walked closer to the girl. He carefully sat himself right next to Dinda. He noticed that beautiful face that was sleeping.

Thank you my wife.

Dimas drew his face closer intending to kiss his wife. Not until he realized his intention, a hard object first kissed his temple.

Takk

Dinda who woke up due to the movement of Dimas, reflexively floated his left hand that was still holding his cellphone until it hit the temple Dimas.

"Awhhh"

Dinda shifted her seat to see Dimas who was very close to her.

"Why would you like to do something?"

"I just want to wake you up and get hit anyway"

"Mma,, sorry"

"Have you eaten?" Tanya Dimas was still nibbling his temple.

"Mas hungry? I made some porridge earlier".

"How are you? Did you eat?"

"I'm still full. Had eaten the same porridge as the fruit in the refrigerator. Would you like to eat the porridge?"

"Can"

"But Dinda fetchin" Dinda went out of Dimas's room.

Dimas followed Dinda who walked towards the kitchen and sat sweetly at the dining table. He noticed the girl deftly preparing porridge and warm tea for him. He devoured the food in front of him without any leftovers.

Dinda herself felt awkward being in one room with Dimas who incidentally is her own husband. He chose to watch television to relieve his nervousness.

After cleaning up and changing clothes, Dimas approached Dinda who was still busy watching tv. He sat right next to Dinda, making the girl uncomfortable and shifting her seat.

Why rich abis gini run my heart.

"Why Din?" Dimas's question surprised Dinda.

"Em,,, uh, no papa"

Dimas again shifted his seat closer towards Dinda. While Dinda again distanced herself until touching the armrests on the edge of the sofa.

"What the hell is that?" Upset Dinda who saw Dimas' nosy smile.

"What's emang? Sit this again"

"No need for dong"

"Emang why? Same with my own wife"

Deg

Dinda's feelings raged hearing Dimas' words. Maybe that's when Dimas said it to tease Dinda. But it's not impossible that Dimas would actually ask for his rights right? At the moment they are both in the apartment.

"Din" Call Dimas seriously looking at Dinda. "You're still afraid of the same?"

Dinda shook her head slowly.

"Are you sorry yet?"

"Can't it be another Dim nanya?" Lirih Dinda's.

"Ohh, means not yet?" Dimas himself summed up Dinda's answer. "I'm sorry about Din"

"Udah deh, if you still want to discuss it better Dinda just go home" upset Dinda and stood up to leave the apartment.

"Eh,,, uh, it's malemic. Where you going?" Dimas grabbed Dinda's hand.

"Back home!"

"Please, sit down dong. Temenin mas is here. Please Dinda, you don't see the gini-rich pain mas? Let's sit down first. Promise me not to talk about it anymore"

Dinda put herself back in. With her lips still pursed she grabbed the remote and moved the tv channel in front of her.

"Thank you Din already wanted to nemenin mas"

"Yes!"

Dimas who had been holding back his smile from seeing Dinda's funny behavior could no longer hold back his laughter.

"Ha,, ha,,, ha,,,"

"What the hell is mas?"

"You're so funny when that rich frown. I want to kiss you tau not"

The awkward atmosphere again enveloped the two. Realizing his mistake, Dimas opened his voice again.

"Emm, aren't you karate anymore?"

"No"

"Why?"

"Then you are. Because of Dim"

They also talked like separate friends after a long time. Dinda himself has started to open with Dimas and tell his activities during college. Well, Dinda's open and cheerful nature seems to be slowly emerging on its own.

It doesn't feel like the night is late. Dinda had closed her mouth many times because she was yawning. Dimas realized his wife was sleepy. Knowing that his wife was not used to him, he invited Dinda to sleep in the room and he himself slept on the sofa where he watched television. It seemed that he had to be patient to really get close to his wife. His status as a husband does not necessarily make him act as a husband who can easily approach his wife. Yes, because his wife still has a wound in her heart.