GRAPPLES
Happiness
Inside the basement, the six people were already awake.
"Whose voice was that last night, huh?" Whisper one of them.
"I don't know."
"I heard the sound of footsteps approaching."
"I am too."
"Will the husband and wife come back?"
"Of course."
The clock shows at 8 am. They have been in the room for 2 hours since they woke up.
"It looks like those two people won't come. Let's just get out, I've been feeling stuffy in this room."
After getting a nod from the other members, the man took the key from his pants pocket. Before opening the secret door, he peeked through the keyhole.
Both of his eyes widened to see Sven's whereabouts ahead there. He sat on a chair and stared intently at the secret room. Not to mention, he was holding a rusty knife in motion in his palm.
The peeking man swallowed the saliva then turned to his friends.
"There's someone outside" he whispered.
"Who?"
"The Son of Adam Gustiar. He's got a knife."
The others were surprised. They're starting to worry.
Sven smiled as he muttered softly, "The oxygen in the room is thinning. One by one you'll be out and I'll surprise you."
For several hours Sven sat in front of the room. There's nothing else he's done. Just stared into the secret room without a sound.
It made the people inside there even more depressed and frightened. Sure enough, they're out of oxygen. There is only carbon dioxide gas around them.
Until nightfall, Sven did not move a little from his chair. He saw a watch that was already showing at 9 p.m.
Maybe they're dead, inner Sven.
He peeked through the keyhole, but nothing was in sight. There seems to be a key attached there. He used the knife to push the key.
It turns out that Sven's guess is correct. Those people had already died with their eyes wide open from fear. They ran out of oxygen and died in shock.
Sven laughed, "When you six, I was alone. Why not just go out and kill me?"
The rusty knife he put on the table.
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Shasha and Givar come to Adam Gustiar's final resting place. Shasha sprinkled colorful flower petals over the tomb.
"Shasha is the same Sven, dearly the same, Papa. Now we want Papa to leave in peace. We can take good care of ourselves."
Shasha placed the night-blooming flower on the gravestone that read the name of the father.
Not only did they visit Adam's tomb, they also visited the tomb of Refandi.
"As you say, now I have a husband who loves me. Your gut feeling is good, Ref. Thank you. You've been there. May you be calm there."
Givar embraces his wife. Shasha looked up at her husband.
They give each other smiles.
After visiting the funeral, the two of them returned home.
Shasha opened her black cardigan and placed it carelessly on the sofa.
Suddenly Givar hugged her from behind. Shasha.
"Lately our problems have been quite severe. I can't possibly ask you to do it. Now it's all over. Are you ready tonight?" Givar's sigh in Shasha's ear made his wife shake her teeth.
"Why ask permission, you're my husband."
Givar smile. He turned Shasha's body to face him.
The man instantly devoured Shasha's lips with full prosecution. Shasha replied to him gently.
Givar pulls Shasha's body and drops their body onto the sofa. Now Shasha is on Givar's body.
Their kisses continued.
Givar slid his hand against Shasha's back. Shasha could feel the man's palm caressing his back.
Shasha let go of her kiss and looked at Givar who was below her.
"In the room only" said Shasha.
"Why don't you want to go outside the room? The sensation will be different," Givar teased.
Shasha averted her eyes, "That's a shame."
Givar smiled then got up and kissed Shasha's lips sitting on her lap. His kiss crept down and stopped at his wife's neck. Now it's clearly imprinted the ownership sign on that smooth neck.
"Emmhh, honey.please be in the room," said Shasha.
Finally Givar. He lifted up his wife's body and climbed the stairs towards the room.
When Givar kisses Shasha again, the woman pushes her chest a little rough leaving Givar shocked and confused.
Shasha felt nauseous and ran to the bathroom.
Givar seemed to think. He knocked on the bathroom door.
"Sha's? You gapapa?"
No answer was heard just the sound of running water.
Givar opens the door, "I'm in, yeah."
Shasha was vomiting in the bathroom sink. The woman moved her hand indicating that Givar should not come near.
Givar doesn't care about his wife's code. He approached and pulled Shasha's long hair back so as not to get wet.
"You didn't eat before you went to the funeral. So, maybe you catch a cold."
Shasha washed her face. He looked at Givar.
"Emm... You're not disgusted to see me vomit?" Shasha asked as she picked up a white towel and dried her face with the towel.
"Why should you be disgusted? I'm worried about you." Givar looked at Shasha seriously.
Shasha smiled, "Hehe."
Suddenly Shasha fell silent with serious expression. Givar.
"What else is it? Why?" Ask Givar.
Shasha looked at her husband seriously, "I've had 2 months of no monthly guests. Don't-don't...."
Both Givar's eyes were rounded. Shasha took the test pack from the drawer. Shasha always prepared it. She went back to the bathroom and looked at her husband.
"Emm.. i...." Shasha did not continue her sentence.
"I understand" said Givar as he walked out and closed the bathroom.
The man sat on the edge of the bed. His expression showed anxious expectation.
"Yahoo!!!"
Hearing the sound of his wife's screams, Givar immediately barged into the bathroom.
Shasha looked at the test pack in her hand with a surprised expression.
Givar approached, "Why, why?"
The man saw three lines on the object. Both his eyebrows raised. He looked at Shasha with a happy look. The man's gaze was fixed on Shasha's stomach. There's a new life in there.
"I have a baby grandpa!" Shasha cheered while looking at her flat stomach.
Givar hugged his wife, "Thank you, honey."
"I have a baby grandpa! Yuyao!" Shasha was still cheering cheerfully in her husband's arms.
Long time they embrace in happiness.
Givar crushed his wife's ear, "Don't forget our original intentions."
Shasha pounded her teeth, "Emmhh, yes. Then cut the baby for nothing."
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The news of Shasha's pregnancy made the extended family of Hardiswara and Gustiar happy. Soon there will be a junior Hardiswara in the house.
Of course, it would be a conversation if people saw Sven roaming freely in Indonesia, while everyone knew, he was being isolated.
Sarah felt heavy-hearted, but she finally gave her permission. Shasha and Givar also initially forbid Sven from leaving, but Sven says he will be fine.
Sven finally went to the airport. While waiting for the departure call, Sven took a photo from his suit pocket.
In the photo is her with Amelia. Both showed bright smiles.
"Until now, you haven't said the same to me. You haven't told it. Are we gonna see each other again?" Mumbled Sven.
The waiting chair shook slightly indicating that someone was sitting next to it. Sven turned his head, he was surprised to see the woman, turned out to be Amelia.
"Why talk alone? There I talk to me. Don't let you really have to be isolated."
Sven ignored Amelia's words. His gaze was fixed on the suitcase and the items the woman was carrying.
There was no response, Amelia turned to the man.
"Where are you going?" Ask Sven.
Amelia smiled, "You said, we'll be together. So, we're going together."
Sven's eyes were perfectly rounded thanks to Amelia's reply, "You want to come with me?"
Amelia nodded her head excitedly, "You need my help, don't you?"
This time it was Sven who nodded in spirit.
Silent.
They still look at each other.
"Your parents are gapapa?" Ask Sven. Amelia shook her head, "They've been gone forever. But, calm down. om Juan same aunt Yelma already ngizinin, really."
Sven was silent for a moment, "Sorry."
"You can be nervous too, huh?" Amelia asked as she tilted her head and smiled amusedly.
Sven smiled, "Maybe this was the result of the accident. I'm a little like this."
Amelia rubbed Sven's wavy hair, "No, this is your warm side."
"Where do you like me? Am I cold or am I silly?" Ask Sven.
"I don't think about it, I like it with you no matter what your circumstances are."
Sven smiled and kissed Amelia's lips at a glance making the woman a little surprised.
"You are. This is in public, you know! How could anyone see," Amelia grumbled in annoyance.
Sven smiled, "Say you like me under any circumstances. So, I'm now in perverted mode."
Amelia grunted softly.
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During the cravings period, Shasha often asks for strange ones. He asked Givar to play kite.
Know, then, how could a person like Bumantara Givarel Tri Hardiswara want to do it.
However, for the sake of his beloved wife, he wanted to join the children on the field and play kites.
Shasha laughed happily.
Then Shasha wanted to see Givar sing, while the man could not sing. Not just singing, Shasha asked Givar to sing Korean, Chinese, and Russian songs.
Perhaps when singing Japanese, Givar could, considering he had lived in Kyoto for a long time. And the result is very ugly. Givar just makes a sound and sometimes mutters.
But, Shasha likes and claps. I don't know what he likes.
Shasha also once asked Givar to pose sexy with a loose white shirt and tight jeans.
Emm, it doesn't seem like it's a baby's wish in the belly. That's the mother's wish.
To that end, Givar did not mind. 😏😂
"Shasha is cravings or what? Usually pregnant women crave food or goods. Kok, this even plunged the husband to an extraordinary level of shame," Givar confided to his mother.
Yelma laughed, "Don't mistake pregnant women. If it's not obeyed, then his son snags."
Givar smiled, "Yes, Givar doesn't turn on Shasha, really, Ma."
"When you were pregnant, you asked for something weird. Mama wants to be in a carrier with Papa you around the complex."
His mother's words surprised Givar. He could not imagine what kind of cold face the father looked like when he did so?
When Shasha was 7, Givar and Shasha decided to go to the mall. They bought some clothes for the baby in Shasha's belly.
They do not intend to check the gender of the baby. They want it to be a surprise.
So, they buy clothes that can be worn by baby boys and baby girls.
When engrossed in choosing the cute clothes, there was someone who reprimanded Givar.
"Givarel!"
Givar and Shasha were a little surprised then turned their heads, apparently Regar with a woman and a little girl.
"Regar!"
The two handsome men hugged like distant brothers.
Looking at the sweet daughter, Shasha could not help but pinch her cheek.
"Hello, this sweet one what's his name?" Ask Shasha. The woman who was Regar's wife replied, "His name is Megha Mahali."
The sweet boy kissed Shasha and Givar's hands like a child to his parents.
"Owwwhh polite little girl," Shasha felt even more anxious.
"You buy clothes for babies? Well, congratulations Var, Sha, you're gonna be parents too?!" Regar seemed happy for his best friend.
Givar just chuckled.
Regular introduced his wife and son, "Oh yes, this is my wife Priyanka Mahali. We met in New York and got married there, so our daughter was born."
"Ah, why didn't you invite us? We definitely came despite having to go to New York" Givar said.
Regular chuckles, "Next time I'll invite you."
"What's? You mean you want to get married again? Mrs Mahali, do something before she does it" Givar said.
Priyanka and Shasha laughed at Givar's silliness.
They decided to eat together at a nearby restaurant. They chatted about the good times of High School.
When a volley captain like Regar who is sometimes fierce and sometimes silly. When Givar and the others had to hit the streets looking for PMR when their volley captain suffered a severe injury.
Priyanka and Shasha who did not understand the language of their husbands just smiled a little.
After that, Givar and Shasha went home. On the way, they talked.
"Regar's brother came to our wedding when he wasn't married, but he was lucky to have his first child" Shasha said.
Givar seemed to think then he chose to nod his head in response to Shasha.
"Do you know Rear?" Ask Givar. Shasha nodded, "Yes, papa has worked with Mr. Ridan Mahali."
"Do you know Shica?" Ask Givar again. Shasha frowned and turned to her husband, "Who is she?"
"His sister Regar, I think you know, because I see, your age is not much different. I thought you guys knew each other."
"Our parents working together doesn't mean the kids are close, do they?"
Givar laughed, "You're a real jutek, anyway."
Shasha pouting.
"Don't tell me, you're jealous. I don't know Shica either. I'm the same as Regar" said Givar.
"So what do you think about him to me. Yeah, I, right, sprain."
"Hehe, sorry."
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La Hora: The turn of the clock will only go forward. The moment that has already occurred before the clockwork turns will not happen again in the future.
(Mahali Chicana)
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07.10 :29 October 2019
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