HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

Visiting the mother-in-law

The alarm vibrating under the pillow made me wake up earlier than Mr. Arga, he was still asleep coming home with his arms around me, his burly arms coiling around my belly sometimes made me have trouble breathing, but I always let him, he said, sometimes just sliding it a little or lifting it for a few seconds then putting it back on top of my stomach, I don't want to disturb his deep sleep.

For almost a week now, Mr. Arga has been acting much better, he is no longer easily anxious and panicked, he does not mind if I leave him to take a bath for quite a long time, now that his attitude is starting to improve, hopefully this is a miracle.

Every time he started to panic because I was gone for too long, a feeling of guilt instantly enveloped my heart, what a very foolish act to leave him at that moment.

I read the wall clock clinking, showing five o'clock exactly, I slide my body a little away from Mr. Arga, hoping I can break away without waking him.

"It's too early for you to wake up, honey. Go back to sleep" he said with his eyes closed.

"It's five in the morning, Honey. I don't feel good when I wake up at my in-laws' house."

"What do you want to do? cook it? the nyuci? mopping?"

"Hmm, at least I've been tidy from morning. Besides I'll accompany papa to visit the tomb, I have to get ready."

"You want to go to the tomb this early in the morning?"

"Later, said papa leaving around next hour."

"Okay, you still have two hours to go with me, then an hour before you leave to get ready" he continued.

"No, we have to get off at seven for breakfast."

"Today we'll have breakfast in the room, there won't be anyone else hanging around in this house, including you."

"Why indeed?"

"Don't ask too many questions, now go back to sleep."

"I don't want to!"

"If you don't want to sleep, I'll make you my breakfast first, get some sleep. Or would you rather eat this morning?" threaten her.

"All right, I'm sleeping. Basic, a little bit threatening."

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I woke up when I heard a knock on the door from outside, I who only wear lingerie now look for a blanket to cover my body so that people who are outside do not see me with this kind of disrespectful clothes.

"Yes, what's wrong?" I asked while I just took my head out to peek at who was coming.

"It's breakfast the next morning, young lady. Please enjoy, the Great Lord will wait for the miss at eight o'clock, in the hope not to be late, yes," said the man I know as the servant.

"Okay, thank you, sir."

The man left, leaving the push-table full of breakfasts for me and Mr. Arga, with two cups of chocolate still looking hot.

With one hand holding the blanket so as not to fall, the other hand I use to push the table into the room. Now Mr. Arga has opened his eyes and wriggled.

"Breakfast, Honey," I said to her. I pushed the table up close to the bed, then rushed over to my big baby who had just woken up. I kissed her forehead gently and stroked her hair.

"I'll take a shower for a while, and then we'll have breakfast" I said.

"I'm taking a shower with you" she asked.

"No, I'm just a moment, if we take a bath together, I won't have time to have breakfast and will be late to leave" I said firmly. I know Mr. Arga very well, if I had taken a bath together, there would have been a lot of things going on beyond estimation.

"You're so mean, honey." His face was clear, now the man looked upset and then covered his face with a blanket.

I didn't care about it anymore, continued my footsteps grabbed the towel hanging near the bathroom and went inside

The air here is very cold, if you do not turn on a warm shower, then the water available in the bathtub also tastes like ice water, so that makes anyone who touches the water will be reluctant to linger there. I was the most anti with the weather that was too cold, because I once had a history of cold allergies, it made me easy flu and sometimes hives in some areas of my body.

Although it has been bathing with warm water from the shower, but shortly after the showe in turn off my body increasingly feel cold.

After taking a shower at lightning speed, I immediately came out wearing only a towel, because I forgot not to bring change of clothes into the bathroom.

My body shivered from the air coming in from between the wooden windows near the bed, my lips were shaking, my hands were shaking as well.

"You seem to be very cold, Honey." Mr. Arga approached me, now the blanket he initially used while sleeping switched to dressing my body. He led me to bed.

"So soon, I'll get you a change of clothes."

Mr. Arga rushed to open the closet, he picked and sorted out the clothes I would wear after this.

"Wear this alone" she said, propping a black dress that was below the knee, and she also carried a white jacket.

"Wear this jacket, the air here is very cold. That's why I don't shower too early, you're so reckless."

After that I put on a dress that Mr. Arga had prepared, then coated it with a jacket that was much larger than it should be, this is Mr. Arga's jacket, if I wear it, if I wear it, it was like wearing a snow coat.

After breakfast, I dress up a little to look more beautiful.

"You dress like that to a party?" ask Mr. Arga.

"I want to accompany papa, what's wrong?"

"If you look beautiful like that, then someone else thinks my papa is dating a virgin girl. You want them to think you're grandpa's mistress?" meledek.

"Ah, I care about people's words" I said, not caring.

"I'm jealous."

"You jealous? jealous of your own papa, Honey?" I couldn't help but laugh at her honesty.

"I'm jealous to see you with anyone, including papa. Especially with the good-looking driver," he continued with his face bent.

"Already, it's almost eight. I don't want to be late, I'll wait for papa in the living room."

"Be careful on the road, not too long. When you're done, go home, I won't stand far from you," said Mr. Arga hugging me, landing a kiss on my lips gently.

"Then come with me, we won't be separated."

"Not this time, please don't push. Go."

"Hmm, okay, Honey."

I left it in the room alone, now I'm heading to the living room before papa comes first, I feel bad if I make him wait.

After arriving at the place I was headed, I saw some servants arranging white lily flowers with a large heart shape, the frame using a red rose that was perfectly glazed.

Not long after he came down from the stairs, the middle-aged man was wearing a black suit with a white shirt inside, he looked very neat and fashionable, even though he was no longer young, but he still looks charming, just like his son.

"You ready, son?" ask papa to greet me.

"Already, Pa. Forgive Sabrina, Mr. Arga ...."

"It's okay, papa knows. Thanks for trying, son. Let's go, "take papa, he pats me on the shoulder slowly. His face looks so fresh and vibrant, I realized that what we are going to visit is an encouragement for papa life. Although his body is no longer alive, but love for him still flows profusely from my father-in-law, how lucky.

As my feet stepped towards the main door, I caught the figure of Mr. Arga standing at the end of the stairs, it seemed that he was watching us.

I don't know what really happened to you, sir, I know deep down in your heart you want to come with me to visit your mama, but you still lose against your ego.

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