Just One Feeling's

Dik, Make Coffee Yes?

The sun begins to move from the eastern horizon to the western horizon. The sky that had since morning blurred his face, currently looked even more stinging.

The weather changes every moment.

Sometimes it rains, sometimes it gets hot, and sometimes it gets stronger.

Day by day passed.

Increasingly menyjakkan strands for the sake of longing strands.

He only glorifies to the almighty.

The ringing of the phone call sounded deafening to his ears. Make the girl, put down the pen. Look who is contacting him.

"Mas Chan!" (special)

He immediately raised the call from his lover. After a few meetings, they realized and understood each other. That, they like each other. It didn't take long for them to approach. Choosing to start a bond, is a deft decision.

"Sik, get ready, huh? In a moment, I'm picking you up."

Meta scrunched his forehead. Some questions in mind, of course, arise just like that. Unusually, his girlfriend picked him up. In his busy days.

As if understanding the question in his lover's mind, Secretary Chan said it first. Before, Meta asked.

"Young Master Ziban, tell us to come to his house."

"But today, I have an afternoon shift at the restaurant, mas."

"I knew. I know all your schedules, brother. I've contacted your superiors. He allowed it, and replaced it with another worker."

Sometimes you become more understanding, when I really feel longing.

"But instead of her husband Andin just wanted to be alone, all this time?"

"Young master often changes his mind. Quickly get ready, I'm going to your boarding house, right now, brother."

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

The clock shows at 13:20 WIB. A couple, Andin and Ziban, were still in the sea of heaven. Padded bed, hug each other, and a bent blanket.

Suddenly they both felt like they were falling from a height. Feeling his heart pounding incoherently. They opened their eyes, staring at each other.

Banging on the door of the room, still deafening their eardrums. He felt his soul disappear for a moment. So surprised.

Ziban covered Andin's body reaching his neck, with a blanket. He who moves crawls down from the bed. Wrap the sheath, and stay bare-chested.

After opening the door of his room, he immediately closed it from the outside. Keep their eyes on her, so as not to look into her room.

"You're crazy! Not polite!" (say Ziban)

"Woi, Man! What time is it? I know, you're trying to make a child. But try to understand everything you say, man. You told me and Rossie to come to this house. But what are you doing?"

Raditya uttered at length his annoyance. Rossie nodded in agreement to all the words of her lover, Raditya. While Ziban only scratched his nape that did not itch.

"Whisper you! Just tell me, you're envious."

"Why should I be envious? I'll try it. Yes, beb?"

Raditya turned to face Rossie, as if asking her for approval for his words. Ziban rounded his eyes. Not accept.

"Be careful, you dare to mess with my sister. If you dare, that very day, it'll be in the papers that a man died with a missing kidney."

Ziban tried to threaten his friend. That he did, so that Raditya did not dare mess with his sister, Rossie. While Raditya shuddered in horror. He held her neck in horror.

Rossie who saw Raditya shudder in horror because of the threat of her brother, she began to raise her voice.

"Eat her bang, you mustn't talk to her, that she's envious."

Raditya put both his hands in his pants pocket. Feeling strongly defended by Rossie, made him confident.

Ziban took his brother's hand.

"Ah yes, all right. Anyway, I'll order you. If Raditya's taking you around, just refuse!"

"What the hell kind of thing, bang?"

Ziban took off his hand. Then move on to Raditya. Glow his eyes. As if giving a warning back, not to mess with his brother who is still innocent.

The drama on the doorstep ended. Ziban told Raditya and Rossie to go down. Ziban went back into the room. But when he opened the door, he was surprised by something.

He saw Andin standing next to the door with his body wrapped in a blanket.

"Eavesdropping on your conversation."

Ziban pointed at Andin using his index finger.

"Basic silly!"

Andin pushes Ziban's body.

"Leave it!"

Ziban ruffled the waist. Andin folded both his hands on his chest. They were silent for a moment. Both drifting in each other's minds. A couple who rarely found anywhere. Secretly, feeling silly.

"Come, shall we continue?" (say Ziban)

He showed his eyeballs sparkling. Andin pushes Ziban's body. If Ziban did not balance his own body, it might almost bounce off.

Andin took his towel. Then move to the bathroom. He has to clean his body. Ziban did the same. Take a towel, then follow Andin to the bathroom.

"Why are you here?" (asked Andin)

She saw her husband coming into the bathroom. Ziban was already standing in the doorway of the bathroom.

"Bring too, just like you." (he replied)

"Can't!"

Andin closed the bathroom door tightly. Then lock it from the inside.

In the living room. Raditya started to turn on the television. Putting her head on Rossie's lap for her support. Sometimes open his mouth. Receiving bribes for the sake of snacks from her lover.

"Where is Young Master Ziban?"

The voice of Secretary Chan. Raditya and Rossie looked in the direction. Not just Secretary Chan. The two of them, looking at Meta who came with him.

"I know he is your young master." (said Raditya indifferently)

He said very clearly. And still put his head comfortably on Rossie's lap.

Secretary Chan took his cell phone. Guess what he did. Yes, call Ziban. Raditya vaporized widely with highly contrived.

Just call. Call her. He won't take a phone call from you.

Meta sat on the couch. Secretary Chan began to move his legs up.

"Wait, secretary." (said Rossie)

Secretary Chan turned her body. While Raditya, who seemed to know what Rossie was trying to say, prevented him. He whispered in Rossie's ear.

"Easy-after. Let it. Let him feel the way we went."

Rossie just nodded. Apparently, he agreed to her lover's plan. Secretary Chan, knowing that Rossie had not spoken to him, continued his steps again.

"Eh, Met. What do you want to drink? Let me get it." (say Rossie)

"No need. Let me just take it myself."

Meta heads to the kitchen to get a drink for himself and his girlfriend, Secretary Chan. Raditya pointed the remote at the television and turned it off.

"Young Master Ziban. Haha. That's your brother's shit, beb,"

"And yes, his secretary was beb, he seemed to be very rigid on Meta. I feel sorry for her. Meta must be depressed to have a lover like him." (he said again)

Rossie stroked Raditya's hair.

"You're right, beb. I've even been questioning the same thing for a long time. Since they started dating,"

"Ah, Meta, really poor."

While in the kitchen, Secretary Chan followed Meta. He turned around, expecting Ziban and Andin to be in his room. He understands. He decided not to disturb her. He looked up, Meta is walking towards the kitchen, of course Secretary Chan is spinning the direction through another road to follow him to the kitchen.

"Dik, make some coffee?"

Meta was a little surprised by the arrival of his lover, who was already close to him.

SERIATE...