Has Been Hanged

22. Follow Shahdan

The beautiful hooded girl followed Shahdan into the house in silence. Greetings given by Shahdan when going through the door, answered meub from inside with two boisterous male voices. Maybe they were Shahdan's two younger brothers who happened to be at home.

"Sit down, I'll call someone who wants to see you very much" Shahdan said, turning his head to Ratria. Pointing to the guest sofa which then walked away in the other direction in his living room.

Ratria quickly flopped down and sat up straight waiting. Feeling quite tense, did not expect if his arrival to Surabaya will meet with Shahdan. Moreover, the man had brought him home to meet his orthodoxy. Even with the threat drama that Syahdan aired last night.

"Hey,,!" a greeting to Ratria came from the side all of a sudden. Handsome young man, a little similar to Shahdan.

"Hey,!" welcome Ratria and smile. I feel like I have to be a good guest.

"Who,,?" ask the man. So relaxed by pointing the chin at Ratria.

"Ratria.. I,, I'm a friend of Shahdan's, "Ratria was confused to answer.

"Ratria,,?! Aren't you the plantation girl he just married? You're the daughter of a mantri who used to treat my order,,?!" the man asked exclaimed at Ratria with a bright facial expression. Ratria nodded with a smile. I feel relieved if the man understands himself.

"Good, you better come here often. I'll take care of you. Because, um Shahdan already has a lover,,"

"Kahfi,,!!" hardik Shahdan who returned again to the living room and heard the speech of his youngest brother.

"What did I say wrong,,? I intend to do your business, mas,!" refute Kahfi casually to Shahdan.

"Don't interfere. It's my business. Where's mama,?" ask Shahdan in an upset tone. Looking at Ratria at a glance and then back to Kahfi.

"don't know. In the attic, I guess," replied Kahfi hesitantly.

"Rat, come with me"She stood waiting and looked at Ratria. Who was seen to immediately stand up and smile sweetly at Kahfi as a sign of his goodbye.

"Hhhh...!! Saucery,,!!!" Kahfi exclaimed as she slumped on her back on the sofa in a gasping style. The handsome youngest playboy was intent on teasing Ratria.

Shahdan shook his head repeatedly, erorr Kahfi attitude applies to anyone indiscriminately.

The woman as the hostess who is being hunted by Shahdan because of limited time, never met. Precisely found Khairy, sister number three who was fitness in the attic.

"Which mom, Khai,,?!" ask Shahdan without approaching Khairy.

"For the arisan," Khairy replied briefly as he glanced at Ratria.

"Mas, Who,?!" ask Khairy.

Feeling surprised because Shahdan suddenly brought a charming girl who was foreign and had never seen. Khairy was very understanding of the brother who was only interested in approaching Judith and had often visited the house.

"Ratria ,!" answer Shahdan while sitting on the sofa. The man looked furious for a moment and stood back up.

"Rat, this is my sister, Khairy," Shahdan said softly to Ratria.

"Ratria,,?" muttered Khairy who then threw a faint smile at Ratria. And got a reply a bright sweet smile. The body that feels hot because of tight fitness, the more sultry it feels.

Shahdan understood with the tense face of Khairy. His younger brother seemed to turn his face away from Ratria reluctantly.

"Ratria, come with me,!" Shahdan who was angry again called Ratria to be invited away from the attic.

Surabaya is very sultry without AC and fans. The habit of Shahdan after work is to fall for a moment and take a shower. But his mother happened to not be home at the wrong time at all.

Leaving Ratria alone, she was not calm. There are two different crocodiles in the house. Shahdan considered if Ratria was a plain mountain girl. That was the cause the esteemed Air Asia manager looked riled up.

Ratria continued to follow behind Shahdan in silence. It is better to follow the Shahdan than to be alone in a foreign house scattered by men. His heart was calm and resigned to follow the Shahdan who somehow took him to where.

"Come in," said Shahdan, holding his newly opened door. Ratria was shocked and reluctant.

"Room,,?" ratria asked in confusion.

"Eh, yes. I'd better wait for you in the living room instead" Ratria went awry. But also ogah put Shahdan into his room. Ratria had turned around and was intending to go to the living room again.

"Rat, better wait for me in the room,!" shahdan exclaimed while pulling Ratria's hand back to turn.

Quickly, the scene of forcibly pulling Ratria into the room repeated itself. Only Shahdan did not hug the girl this time.

"You like to force me" grumbled Ratria, shaking Shahdan's hand.

"Sit down" said Shahdan ignoring Ratria's words.

There was a wide sofa with a table and a television on the wall. Ratria immediately sat down with a clumsy and misbehavioral feeling. The man who owned the room was so relaxed past the work clothes indifferently regardless of the feelings of his guests.

Ratria turned face away from the sight. But Syahdan actually had turned on the television only with a small towel that was coiled around the waist.

And Ratria's breath felt very airy after the owner of the semi-jars room slid into the bathroom. Shahdan really thinks of himself like a mindless statue.

Ratria is sleepy with a pop concert and soft AC gusts that hit him relentlessly. As strong as the power against by widening the eyelids and bulging the eyeball. But in fact it does not have the effect of giving the slightest freshness in the eyes. His head grew heavy and dizzy withstanding the terrible drowsiness.

Ratria woke up when she heard the voice of a man teaching from the television. The sign of Maghrib is coming soon.

Surprised by her presence in a soft bed. It was still clear when he leaned resignedly on the sofa because he could no longer support his eyes.

Shahdan,,???!

The man who owned the room actually spread out on the sofa facing the television but fell asleep.

After taking a quick shower and clearing herself hastily, Ratria came out of the bathroom hurriedly. Surprised by Shahdan who had woken up and sat up straight looking at him.

"Sir Shahdan, your mother hasn't come home yet,?" ratria asked for the sake of melting the atmosphere.

"Already," replied Shahdan shortly. The man continued to observe Ratria's wet face.

"Your hood didn't you take off, did you,?" ask Shahdan slowly.

"I'll be home soon. I'm going home, Mr. Shahdan," Ratria said repeatedly.

"Aren't you asking how you moved from couch to bed,?" ask Shahdan in a mocking tone.

Ratria deliberately did not ask. Not wanting to discuss, because Ratria had already guessed the answer.

"Next time just let me sleep on the couch. No need to move me," said Ratria without being able to look at Shahdan. The girl looked down.

"You mean, you're interested in sleeping in my room again,?" I could not help his smile. Ratria was aware of his mispronunciation.

"It's not like that.. I mean, don't take care of me, "Ratria just refuted quickly.

"I'm not interested. Just follow my mother's instructions" said Shahdan as he stood up and approached Ratria. Those plain clear eyes widened pretty on Shahdan.

"Did your mother come in here,??" Ratria surprised. Feeling neglected with his sleep. Embarrassed to have been found sleeping in the hostess's son's room without permission, or to wait until they meet.

"My mom saw you. Told me to move you to bed. I think my mother likes you" Shahdan said in front of Ratria so closely. It is clear if the face that still has the rest of its wetness turns red.

"Sir Shahdan, I need to get back to the airport dormitory immediately. My friend must be confused looking for me. May I see your mother now, so that I can leave soon, please,?" asked Ratria in haste.

Recalling the promise to walk with Hendra in Surabaya town tonight.

"Wait a minute. I'm maghriban first. You have,?" shahdan asked as he headed for the bathroom leaving Ratria. The questioner just stood up straight in place. Feeling that Shahdan doesn't need any answers from him.