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Renjana Kanya's

Araz pulled up Vina's chair and sat down next to me. The man patted my back gently. Occasionally wipe away tears that do not stop flowing even though I have tried to hold it. Even Araz's gentle touch made me want to cry even more. Moreover, the man was silent. Not talking about anything but his hand still rubbing my back.

Being treated by Araz so carefully provoked even more tears running down my cheeks. Isak didn't die down either. It just touched my sensitive side to keep crying. Until the guy turned my chair around to make us face each other. I was surprised, when I saw that Araz's narrow eyes were also filled with tears.

"Did I ever say Kanya, when I see you cry, it feels like half my soul is also melted with your sobs. I also feel the pain you feel, but I never know what causes that pain. That's why I always ask you to tell me anything that makes you cry, Kanya. Let me also know, what makes these tears dare to fall on your cheeks," Araz said in a hoarse voice as he wiped my tears.

My body stiffened as the tip of Araz's fingers touched my teary cheeks. Gives an effect like sparks that quickly spread to make my cheeks feel hot. My tears are coming down instantly. No more sobs that a few seconds ago did not even subside. Now with just a small touch has made me blush embarrassed.

"Maybe, not now. I'll tell you later if you feel more ready to share," I said in the end after being able to master the thump that also aggravated my nervousness.

Araz just smiled as he patted the tip of my head. My fret also melted with Araz's smile that made it so charming in my eyes. Unfortunately, staring at the man made me even more nervous and my heart was pounding even harder.

"Eh, the more familiar you are. How, is it made? So when's the proposal?" a sudden apron of Mas Hanung without looking at the situation decided my gaze on Araz. I subconsciously avoided the man who was still sticking his hand on my cheek. I'm sure, my face must be getting flushed from the embarrassment. "The romance is already happening. Why are you crying? It's not possible to get pregnant first, is it?"

"Monkey, I wasn't that depraved that time either."

"That crus, Kanya why?"

"Lo tuh, give him too much pressure. That's why. So don't be a dictator you become a leader" said Araz origin, but successfully pulled the corner of my lips. I know, the man was annoyed by Mas Hanung's sudden appearance.

"Damn it, I'm not cruel that time to be the leader. It's not me, it's Him, who makes you cry?" mas Hanung asked for a defense. My laughter is completely unraveling now. Didn't expect that the two men could act so silly together.

"I'm not crying because of Mas Hanung. Just the burden of the task given is somewhat less reasonable anyway. You see, pimred has an idea, but the people who are confused are looking for materials. I was told to write the main report."

Hearing my statement, Araz glared at Mas Hanung. "What do you say is not a dictator? Just as subordinate!"

"Well, that's really a kid. Her mouth is sweet and twists the facts. He who made the final decision, still complains about the additional main coverage. You're at risk because you've made a consensus decision."

"Godly, that's Mas Hanung's wits. Where does it matter if you see me duty free."

Anxious with my words, the man who today wears a pastel-colored shirt paired with those black jeans, made a move to hit me on the head. However, before that happened Araz who was sitting beside me, swiftly protected my head from Mas Hanung's punch. Even before the hair ends.

Seeing Araz's exaggerated movements, Mas Hanung's laughter broke. The man easily guessed that something had happened between me and Araz.

"Well, it's really so if you look at the ice man's response like this excess," guess Mas Hanung we did not allow.

However, Araz's sentence completely cost me the word. "Precious asset, don't hold the head of my future wife."

"No, that's my guess. Okay, I'll go shopping, you have to be special for me. Ah, but your apartment's already selling. Means at Kanya's place huh? Sip, I will take Abi with Sinta. It just so happens that my wife doesn't have a flight today."

Mas Hanung's decision can only make me dumbfounded. Whereas Araz only replied to Mas Hanung's indifferent plan to celebrate our anniversary.

***

Mas Hanung completely kept his word when he said he would plan a dinner in my apartment. He also really invited Mbak Sinta and Abi who immediately would not part with me. Mas Hanung's son took me to play with the snake ladder that his father had just bought on the way to my apartment. While Araz was either busy preparing anything for the purposes of dinner that seemed impromptu and coercion. He wouldn't let me enter the kitchen.

"Where are you guys, right?" mama Sinta asked as she accompanied Abi and me to play snake stairs in the living room.

I told you before, if my apartment is not as big as Araz's, who has now changed hands with the Son. There is only a living room as well as a TV viewing room, kitchen and dining room, a room, a loundry place adjacent to the bathroom and a balcony that doubles as a place to dry laundry. Luckily my apartment unit is at the very end, so it has good lighting. There is also a larger balcony than the others.

"Yes that's it" I replied in the end. It's free to lie, Mas Hanung must have told the mahogany-haired woman about my closeness to Araz.

I smiled in response to Sinta's words. Why does everyone look up to Araz? Without that, I was trapped in the man's arms.

"Lo doesn't think of age as something that gets in your way, does he?" sinta asked when I was more fun playing snake with Abi and did not ignore the chatter.

"No, no, Ma'am. Make my age range not very important. Not Sugar Daddy either. It's been eight years. Reasonable right?"

Sinta's mother smiled. Dimples are apparent when the tip of the lips expands. He patted my head like I was his own sister.

"What's wrong with age? What matters is your feelings. If a lot of people talk about your age range, ignore it. The person who will make this relationship you. Not anyone else. How fast does Araz become a Sugar Daddy?"

I smiled before answering Sinta's statement. Right, where does Araz deserve to be Sugar Daddy?

"I've never been bothered about that. Eight years, five years, or any other age. Actually, said Sinta, nothing is wrong. After all, I will walk it like Sinta said. Why listen to people say that it's a bad thing?"

"Good girl's. Women need to be able to take a stand. Don't want to be instigated by society's bad stigma if you think you're right!" said Mbak Sinta unceasingly patting the tip of my head.

This is how it feels to have a sister? We can exchange ideas and share whatever we want. Moreover, Sinta is typical of people who are good to talk to.

"Girls, help us lift this to the front dong," exclaimed Mas Hanung shortly afterwards.

"Gosh, he thinks we're still ABG, calling girls like that?" mbak Sinta's nagging response to Mas Hanung's call. I just laughed. Though she also just assumed I was still ABG when she mentioned good girl. "We help them out. It could mess up the martial world if they're the ones who set the dinner table."

Sinta's mother moves first. While I followed after taking care of Abi's toys scattered on the living room table. That place will later serve as a dining table, because it is impossible to force a dining room that is only used by two people.

"His, can you prepare the plate? I still have to finish one more menu," Araz said as soon as I entered the kitchen. Mas Hanung and Mbak Sinta were already in the living room to arrange the rice, vegetables, and side dishes that Araz had finished cooking.

I smiled when our eyes met. Seeing her clad in an apron with the steam effect of the frying pan somehow made Araz look so sexy. My face warmed up as the word unholyly gushed in my head. Damn, again my heart beat can not be invited to compromise. Misbehaved, I avoided Araz's gaze and prepared the plate at the man's request. Breaking the imagination that suddenly incited my mischievous thoughts. As for I can hear Araz chuckling behind my back.

"Why am I so sexy when I cook again?" araz's question actually made me want to pinch the guy. He could be so confident. Although I can't deny it if it is.

"No ah, just plain," I said clearly lying. Just a few seconds ago I admitted to the man's sexiness.

"Ordinary times anyway? Just look at me here as usual," Araz's tease is totally outrageous. He could easily guess that I wasn't okay looking at him.

"For nyiapin plates, Mas. I want to see you" I replied looking for an excuse. I could feel Araz smiling behind me.

"Trus, is that all the plates want to be removed? We're five, honey. It doesn't take much of the plate either," Araz's comment made me more and more misbehaved. Unknowingly I had already taken out half a pile of dishes from the storage cupboard.

"Yes, I still need to do it..."

My words stopped. Araz stood behind me and spread his hands out on the dinnerware cupboard in front of me. His position makes me unable to move. The smell of perfume and the roar of her breath on my neck couldn't make me think clearly. Especially when he whispers the word "I love you" which makes the brain suddenly feel empty in an instant.

"Mas, there's a..."

Again he did not let my sentence finish, because the next second Araz twisted my body to face him. The man kissed my lips. Then***********softly. Warm and sweet strawberries mixed with mint that I once felt, still attached.

Damn, Araz's kiss had a butterfly effect on the bottom of my stomach. Also amused which suddenly strikes, but also fun. Even I demanded more, as he was about to let go of his kiss. It seems like I'm really losing my mind right now.

"Let's just see if anyone sees, at least Hanung" he said as our lips were no longer dazed. Araz smiled and made the tip of his eyes wrinkle. While I still can not master the thump that is more contained behind my ribs.