
Soraya's eyes slowly opened, he then stretched the muscles in his body by moving around half his body. His eyes just blinked because what was in front of him at this time was Rudi.
How can, his mind. He also moved with a sloping position staring at the face of Rudi who was still sound asleep, while remembering the last night incident was he was in the guest room watching TV, and after that he did not remember again.
'Are you the one who took me to bed?' ask Soraya in your heart.
His left arm is now used as a base to concentrate his head, while his right hand moves as if painting each face sculpture in front of his eyes. Starting from scratching the two thick eyebrows belonging to Rudi, then down his index finger starting down from the nose to stop at the lips.
Slowly with a stiff motion he pulled his hand and slipped it in to concentrate on his head. Long Soraya looked at Rudi's face, until she finally realized that the man in front of her was now her husband. But there was a fear that was seething in the corner of Soraya's heart.
'What would you feel if your eyes were open now, would you feel the same way?' Inner Soraya now asked, because what she now felt her heart that began to beat was not because of.
'If I give you a chance, will you welcome me?' soraya asked again, and again only her heart spoke, her mouth still silenced a thousand languages.
'Even you don't want to give me an answer about what it means to be present, how great is the woman who once filled your heart? I think I want to know! Rudi, please answer me!' soraya's mind again whispered, even the two corners of her eyes were wet because she unconsciously shed tears.
Long time monologuing, Soraya now sighed. He slowly rose from his bed and wiped the tears before leaving Rudi who was still asleep.
Soraya walked out of the room, twisting her hair, glancing at the clock on the wall already showing at half six in the morning. He also stepped into the kitchen. With a view and both eyebrows frowned to look dirty dish marks on the table. What makes him feel weird is that dirty dishes have no leftovers, that means?
His eyes turned to the door. Did Rudi eat it last night? his inner. It also makes both corners of Soraya's lips pulled up, a smile printed clearly there.
Because he was so busy cooking until he did not realize that the short hour hand was approaching the number seven, even though he only fried eggs and also baked bread. But why did it take so long, grumbled inwardly.
Rushing Soraya left the kitchen towards the room, she had to wake Rudi also had to prepare to go to the office. But his steps stopped when the phone he put on the dining table rang.
Soraya clucked, and immediately he picked up the phone.From across there Jenny contacted him because later in the afternoon there was a shooting schedule and had the opportunity to participate in a video clip model selection contest.
Soraya nodded enthusiastically and agreed to Jenny's words after the phone connection was closed, it means later in the day he will ask permission from the office. He put his phone back and rushed to the room.
When he opened the door he was surprised because Rudi was also pulling the door. Both steps stopped for a moment, but shortly after that Soraya moved back to the left to enter the room and the same as Rudi who moved to the left to leave the room. Not yet there the two even now move his body in the same direction that is to the right.
Inevitably the two stopped their steps and then looked at each other, but precisely what happened was an awkward atmosphere. Because given a few days they do not talk to each other let alone stare.
"I'm coming in" said Soraya.
Rudipun nodded involuntarily his hand moving around his nape. He also shifted to give access so that Soraya entered the room.
To be Continue
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