Happy Fajarini

Episode 17's

"Why, Princess?" tanya Tegar who had witnessed my mood.

"No papa, Toy. Want to hug.." my whine spoiled. Aji mumpung cafe atmosphere is quiet. And without further ado, Tegar immediately led me into his warm embrace.

"Job problems, huh? Need help?" ask again. I shook my head and tightened our embrace.

"It's heavier than work, Hardcore," my inner self.

After being satisfied to give up longing, Tegar decided to take me home. The motorbike I was driving had been placed on the security guard who guarded the cafe. Along the way I clasped a Harder hand and without taking my eyes off the face of the Rigid that looks radiant in the night. His eyes always looked at me with a look of love, his hands always clasped my hands when anxious, and his body always grabbed me when I was tired. A time that felt fast had passed since the eleven years I had been with him. He's Rigid, the man who the last eleven years has always been a miss for my love, a dawn of my weapons, and a joyous me.

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That morning, the radiance of arunika has not fully visited the earth. The atmosphere of the morning is so beautiful. Living in the middle of this city is not as beautiful as the rice fields of the village or but we as humans must remain grateful because we are still given a breath to survive. Before dawn, I was sitting in the right corner of the window with a cup of coffee in my hand. Today, I whose incident rarely visited the sunrise decided to greet him with hope.

"Tumben's here?" asked a man with a distinctive voice to wake up.

"Hm, yes" I replied as I approached her. I sat on the edge of the bed looking at Mas Kukuh who was still trying to collect his life.

"Mas wants to take a shower first."

"Mas," prevent me when Mas Kukuh is about to move.

"You want some monthly shopping, huh? Will send it."

"I want to apologize, Mom," I said solemnly.

"Your dirty clothes will wash."

"Mas," my words were cut off because Mas Kukuh preferred to pass from before me and closed the bathroom door loudly.

After tidying up the bed and preparing Mas Kukuh's clothes, I decided to go out. But not a step away, I saw a picture frame with our wedding photo plastered on the wall behind the door. I was stunned for a moment. The photo was taken without any happy strokes between us. The desperate situation at that time really makes anyone in this position will be frustrated.

I looked when I heard the door open. Disperse my reverie.

"Ehem."

I immediately threw away my face, setting my sights on anything other than the man. I quickly walked out of the room without looking again. Just as I reached for the main door handle, someone was doing the same thing from the outside.

My eyes almost fell out of place. The heart pumps blood at high speed. Then I open my voice, "Sukma? Sukma when are you coming?" my many. But I did not get an answer. Sukma remained silent.

"Sukma, Mas Kukuh washing machine is broken, so Mas Kukuh numpang nyuci where I am. I came here to tell you that Mas Kukuh if his clothes are still in my apartment. Uh, don't know it Mas Kukuh is still bathing and you came. But relax, we are not doing anything. I swear," I'm clear.

"Since when did Kukuh nyuci? Isn't Sturdy always laundry?"

"Em, let's go in first, yeah. Not good with the neighbors, Yang," persuaded Mas Kukuh.

"With the appearance of Mas Kukuh now, it is enough to show that there is nothing between you. How's it? Do you play in the back?"

"Sukma, you misunderstood. Please believe my explanation, "persuade me.

"STOP! Don't try to fool me, Ra!" hardik Sukma to me.

"But-"

plaques

The hard slap landed smoothly on my cheek without tolerance. I saw his whole body trembling with breaths going up and down.

"SUKMA!" bentak Mas Sturdy.

"Don't, Mas. Don't defend me, pliss, "my inner self.

"Please defend, Mas. I'm leaving!"

"Sukma, wait a minute."

I held His hand and forbade it. "Don't be crazy" I said.

"Don't hold it, Ra. I have to talk to Sukma!" answer with a little emotion.

"Yes, but I'll put some clothes on!"

He snorted violently while shuffling his hair in frustration.

"Makanya,cepet married!" my exclaims got a towel toss in return. I giggled amusedly at the thought of the man walking around without wearing any clothes and towels at all out of annoyance with me.