Housewife-forced

The Strange

It rained hard tonight. And Ivan's not home. The guy left this afternoon and hasn't been home until now. Aya was worried, as were Akbar and Alea. It's ten o'clock in the night and Ivan has no sign of coming home.

Aya sat hugging her knees on the bed while nibbling her nails. Alea sat beside him while Akbar stood up while walking back and forth with his hands holding HP. Trying to contact Ivan.

"Where?" tanya Aya was weak.

"Not appointed. The chat was not baled," replied Akbar.

"Ck, it's raining a lot" said Aya with a worried tone.

"Maybe in the house" comforted Alea.

"Semisal nginep in his house also he should ngabarin Akbar." Aya rubbed her watery nose.

Akbar is still trying to contact Ivan. Or some people he knew who might also know where Ivan is now.

"Sir Aya, can I ask you something?" whispered Alea.

"What?"

"Who gave Aya the porridge this morning? Did you use the fever-lowering plaster itself?" ask Alea.

Aya nodded slowly. Once again rubbed his nose which continued to spit out snot. Then shook slowly. "I don't know who's giving. I either fainted or slept, kept waking up and there was milk porridge on the nightstand" Aya replied.

"Kak Aya know his instastory brother Arial?" ask Alea again.

Aya nodded. I still don't understand why Alea asked that.

"Do you understand here?"

"Understand what?"

Alea growled in annoyance. He was eager to hit Aya on the head, but he remembered that Aya was still sick.

"Can Aya related about the contents of the kak Arial instastory the same who gave Aya porridge?" hiss Alea.

"What relation? I know what you mean, only I don't want a kegeeran aja," said Aya.

"Hah, this fix is Ivan's brother went because he was jealous of Arvi's brother earlier," Alea said.

"Sshhhh, don't make me feel dizzy. I don't want to be too hopeful" Aya denied.

Alea clucked in annoyance. He got up from his seat and spoke to Akbar. "Udahlah, maybe Ivan's brother did not come home this mallem. Still angry kali?"

"Well, why's it angry?"

Alea who was already near the door turned around. Then he pointed at Aya.

"Sister, I know that Aya's a very sensitive person. And I'm sure Aya's brother has a lot of possibilities as to why Ivan's brother left tonight. Kak Aya must have thought that brother Ivan was angry because of jealousy, brother Aya knew that but Aya did not want to believe that it happened. Kak Aya just maksain themselves to not be too kegeeran," cried Alea annoyed.

"Bar, really if Ivan's brother is here I want to shout in front of his face Brother Ivan and say that KAK IVAN IS STUPID!" Alea turned around and slammed the door of Aya's room hard.

"Sir Aya, if I had a fierce boyfriend, how would it be?" great-grandson Akbar unknowingly.

"Huh?"

"No papa, it doesn't. I'm back in the room, brother."

......................

Ivan hasn't come home until now. Aya doesn't know now Ivan's school or not. As he remembered, Ivan left still wearing a uniform.

While sleeping, the house bell rang. Aya clucked lazily. It's still eight o'clock. Who wants to visit? Actually Aya does not want to down-his body is still heavy to be invited to walk. But he remembered that he was alone at home.

Aya walked slowly towards the intercom and answered briefly to the guests down there. After that, Aya went down. Still with long training pants in black and oversize hoodie in white. Complete with a mask on his face.

Arriving at the gate, Aya immediately opened it with great difficulty. Just imagine, he was sick and had to walk from the second floor to the front gate.

"With sister Aya?" said someone with an online driver's shirt.

Aya scrunched her forehead. He doesn't feel like ordering anything online.

"Order on behalf of Arial A.R." The driver handed him a plastic bag in his hand. Then without waiting for Aya's response, she immediately rushed away.

Aya stood dazed in front of the gate. "Arial A.R's? Ck, continue if I believe I have to lie to myself again by saying that this is not from Ivan?"

Aya turned around and went back inside the house. Put himself in the dining room. He rubbed his rough face while looking at the food parcel before him.

"Gue people are too sensitive until sometimes kegeeran. But if this I don't know anymore" murmured Aya.

"If it's Ivan, let's think he's just worried because I'm home alone and there's no food. My brain, please keep your halo mind about Ivan liking me." Aya hit her head slowly.

..................

By nightfall, Ivan had not yet returned home. Akbar had contacted Ivan dozens of times and the results were the same. Not lifted or not reciprocated. Aya herself no longer cared. After all, he was convinced that Ivan was with Arial right now.

It's half twelve in the night. Akbar and Alea had been in their rooms since ten. Aya just can't sleep. Ivan still hasn't come home and somehow Aya gets upset by herself.

Half an hour just rolling on the bed, Aya chose to leave her room. He walked towards the front room and sat down on the sofa dpan TV. Don't know why he's here, but Aya just thinks Ivan might be coming home.

Cklek!

The main door is wide open. Aya immediately got up from her seat. Staring at the figure standing in the doorway with a surprised look. While yes in the face no less surprised.

"Where from?" lirih Aya's. He began to shiver in the cold as Ivan did not close the door.

"It's none of your business" replied Ivan flatly. He closed the door and walked over to Aya. "What's going on here?"

Aya just shook her head. His body was shaking with cold.

Suddenly Ivan extended his hand to Aya's cheek. Makes Aya turn in shock. Unknowingly he stepped back.

Ivan who saw that instantly pulled Aya's waist. Make their bodies stick together. Aya could feel Ivan's breathing now. I can smell the cigarette mixed with Ivan's distinctive smell.

Aya felt her heart beating uncharacteristically. He wanted to push Ivan away but he also felt comfortable in this position. Especially when Ivan's hand was raised touching his cheek.

Aya looks up. Looking at the face of Ivan who was so close to him now. He opened his eyes. Her lips opened slightly to take a breath because her nose was still stuck.

Ivan brought his face closer to Aya until their noses almost touched. Aya held her breath. His face was also heating up his entire body. Forgetting that a few seconds ago he shivered in the cold.

Suddenly Ivan dropped his head on Aya's shoulders. Aya was surprised. He was afraid that Ivan could hear his heartbeat speeding up.

"I-ivan," Aya's great-grandson.

"Lo's still sick, yeah. Please don't make me crazy" whispered Ivan right in Aya's ear.

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