Holding My Heart Belongs to Me
18. Intentionally?
Sayub adzan early morning reverberating from the family mushola Pak Irawan. Passed through the family's son's room on the second floor of the house. Tapping the eardrum of the new occupant inside.
Ardhita consciousness returned with a very heavy feeling in the abdomen. Slowly opened his eyes and realized what was happening to him. As expected, of course it was a papa from his new bedmate.
The drowsiness completely disappeared changing with a rapid beat in his chest. Like not believing if Reizvan's father to him was unintentional. How not, the man who from last night was not covered, but still in full clothes, such as accidentally slipping his hand and lying on the flat stomach of Ardhita.
Ardhita's blanket is still very neat as when going to bed. The neck and not shifting one bit. However, only one changed, the extra large hand of Reizvan slipping into the stomach under the blanket. It seems legitimate if it is bad to think if the man deliberately has slipped his hand on his stomach.
Despite the anxiety and pounding, it was not difficult to get rid of the man's big hand. His eight sleeps did not diminish at all when Ardhita slammed his heavy hand. The handsome face closed and now it had tilted to face him, still looking calm and peaceful. Reizvan was not disturbed in the least.
Looking at the sleeping man as if without sin made him drift away. Glued on that stern and handsome face that had black and bushy hair. Jelmaan from the figure of the older brother who had been considered a woman, turned out to be the cementan man.
Unexpectedly, suddenly becoming husband and wife. This could be a surprising blessing from him. Ardhita is not difficult to try to accept Reizvan sincerely. Only a pity, there is a high fortress that prevents, namely Irvoni.
Ardhita, who was about to wake up, was shocked. Feeling her hair was stuck and her head stuck. In a hurry, it turned out that the hand next to Reizvan had grasped the end of his hair. So neatly tucked in the shade of the blanket and not seen. To think if Reizvan intentionally did that back flashed.
After freeing her hair from her big fingers with a little difficulty, Ardhita took a warm bath and performed her dawn. The man who almost controlled the bed was left alone for a moment. Do not want to be in a clumsy situation in the morning blind and cold.
"Mas ... Mas Reizvan ...," said Ardhita calling doubtfully. If only the man had behaved painfully upon awakening, as it was then.
"Mass ...!" Ardhita reawakens with a bolt. Just like that time, the man woke up and quickly sat down as the bolster hit his leg.
"Mas, I am Ardhita .... I'm Ardhita, Mas ...." Ardhita explained hurriedly, not wanting to have the man she wanted to trust return to his disappointing attitude.
"Yes I know. What's the matter, Dit?" reizvan asked confusedly looking at Ardhita.
"It's dawn, Mom. Tumben papa does not make us worship," said Ardhita with a sense of legality. Reizvan has behaved much sweeter. No longer even talking, the man walked quickly while grabbing his mini towel into the bathroom. Bathrobe was not taken.
Ardhita came back to look at him. Suppose that Reizvan will definitely have mini-horned only when he comes out of the bathroom. To be honest, it feels very restless and uncomfortable.
The warm shower came to a halt a few seconds ago. Reizvan was wrapping up his pride with just a small piece of white towel. Understand if it is not a mistake let alone a sin. Feel also a challenge by acting as it is in front of Ardhita.
Like her prejudice, the flirtatious girl would turn away when she saw him. Ardhita is not an irony that is too often tempting. The same as himself, not too much to waste the opportunity thrown by the lover even though just touch each other for a moment.
Reizvan, dressed at the door of the cupboard, was polite and righteous with his back to Ardhita. Feeling safe because the girl was not looking.
However, still not for Ardhita, the girl then lowered her head after accidentally looking at the window glass that there was a reflection of Reizvan's figure and motion there. Feeling that this is not true and should not be allowed, there must be limits and ethics.
"Ehem!" Ardhita.
"For a moment, I want to talk to you very important, Mom!" sergeant Ardhita hastily.
"important? What is it, my brother?" reizvan asked, sitting right in front of Ardhita.
"Emm .. anu, sorry yes, Mas. It's better, Mas Reizvan if you have to take a shower just wear clothes in the bathroom. Or wear a real towel, do not use a towel that makes a dry cloth like your habit," said Ardhita firmly though with a feeling of reluctance.
The real Reizvan was surprised, revealing his faint smile. Feeling like having got any response from the girl. Of course there is no intention to follow the advice of the door. Reizvan was increasingly curious about the extent of Ardhita's endurance and patience.
"What if I like it is a sin, Dit?" asked Reizvan with a serious face mimic.
"It's not a sin, but it's not like that, Mom. Please ...." Ardhita begged her bedroom partner's man.
"Ardhita, you know, it's not a sin. You and I are the same position. So, to be fair, you can wear the same towel as me. How, you agree, Dit?" asked Reizvan smiling mischievously.
"Hah .. You are, Mas!" Ardhita looks clumsy despite also feeling annoyed. No longer want to talk about it.
"I'm just kidding, Ardhita. But as for your request, it was a bit difficult for me, it was already a habit. Don't give me presure dong, Dit. Help you learn to accept my habits. We have agreed that this marriage does not make us depressed. Agree, Dit?" Reizvan was still smiling.
"I'm not pressuring you, Mom. That is not fair .... But never mind, just holding back now is not important." Ardhita looked at Reizvan. There was a look of surrender and surrender on her beautiful face.
"Mas, I forgot about you. Tomorrow I graduate, so later in the afternoon I will go to Malang. I leave later so that tomorrow fitting and not slow" said Ardhita with a sparkling view.
"Sir Adam's coming?" ask Reizvan to guess. The girl nodded slowly.
"Daddy's busy. I'll ask you to accompany me" said Ardhita with a gamang. Ardhita's biological mother with a new husband, lives back in Malang.
"Then, do you want to go with your lecturer?" guess Reizvan will Ardhita's expression that looked sumringah .
"Kok, youknow? At first I wanted to pesen train, but Mr. Dito ngajakin together. The train did not take tickets. Sorry, not permission first," said Ardhita with a reluctant look, realizing that maybe his attitude was wrong.
"Whether your lecturer left in a hurry like you? Does he need to dance too long?" Reizvan stared confusedly full of probing.
"He said he would rest in his villa" said Ardhita. The girl had finished tidying up the contents of the backpack.
Reizvan looked at the backpack for a long time. The desire for Ardhita to put the contents of the backpack into the closet suddenly urung. He stared at the beautiful face that morning with the contents of his head that was suddenly filtered.
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