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Reiki

Again, I bumped into the guy I met in front of my room. This time it was just a second when he joined us at the dinner table. Without even a single glance at me but I knew that he must have remembered me.

With the hospitality of the owner of the house, aka Aunt Widia and Om Mandala, then I was determined to be kind and more friendly to the other members of Maheswara, as a form of courtesy as a hitchhiker living here.

I knew that Aunt Widia would definitely introduce me to the man sitting opposite her. But trying my luck by being a little 'sook', I first said, "Uhm, may I guess?" cetusku who immediately got the attention of the couple's husband and wife.

"What, Zura?" ask Aunt Widia.

"This om must be her sister, Mandala huh, right?!" my guess must not be wrong. I'm sure it is. Because the faces of both are similar. The aura of the two men was also so similar, equally dazzling.

However, my confidence collapsed instantly a second later Om Mandala was even blown away. Aunt Widia laughed a little, while the other om was a rotten face.

Did I speak wrong?

I suppose.

Die me.

"Azzura .. You make Om flattered. So Om looks that young in your eyes?" tanya Om Mandala after her laughter subsides.

"Eh?" I smiled awkwardly. I'm sure something must be wrong. Yeah, my guess is not right.

"Rei, this is Azzura," Aunt Widia introduced me to the man whose facial expression was still terrible. "And Azzura" then the aunt turned to me. "This is Reiki, the eldest son of Om and Aunt, aka his sister Helena," he said, ending with a smile.

Perches.

So he's Om's son, not his sister!

Come, die me. Though I do not expect to be hostile by one of the residents of this house. Especially this, even his son whom I had mistaken.

Mouth, Zura .. mouth! Don't talk carelessly!

I saw Om Mandala laughing again. Whereas I would like to disappear from this place as soon as possible because of my stupidity just now.

I'm shy.

But I immediately said, "Sorry, Om. Uh, Mas!" oh my goodness, wrong call.

Om Mandala is getting worse. He patted the Reiki on the shoulder as he said, "Eat him, you don't go crazy for work, Rei. We both look almost the same age?"

Plis, Um. Plis .. hopefully.

No more ...

I saw that Reiki's face was like a volcano ready to explode. Bread that had been smeared with chocolate jam a moment ago, now it has been slammed into the plate without adab. Then he stood up and peeked at Aunt Wid's cheek. "I'm leaving" he said briefly, coldly, and flatly before stepping away.

Now I feel like I am the most sinful man on earth. 'Kan, now it feels happy I disappeared instantly. I'm sure that Reiki doesn't like me, maybe even hates me this second. How is my life here next year?

"I'm sorry, Zura. Do not take heart," said Aunt Wid calming. "Reiki is like that. Serious, cold, and workaholic. Less picnic anyway."

"I'm sorry, Tan, Om." I feel so guilty for my sloppiness.

"Look, Zura." Om Mandala leisurely continued his breakfast. "Rei won't do anything about you even though he seems angry like that. Take it easy, son of Om, fine."

Even so, I was still worried if my presence even made Reiki uncomfortable. That means I am also uncomfortable. If this is the case, it looks like I should immediately find a date to leave from here.

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"So, you're the sultan now?" alya asked my best friend as soon as I just started telling her about where I live now. My first day at Maheswara's house started with a mistake.

On campus, we are currently in the cafeteria as usual when we want to talk about college assignments. Especially before the exam, we should have learned more, but in fact we hang out and play more. Hufft, the time added another semester so at home on this campus?

"Passel at the sultan's house, rather."

"It's so bad Raju suddenly got kicked."

I just shake my guard. "Aamiin's."

Alya chuckles. "Eh, what was the name of that almost old om? Her kid?"

"When do I say old anyway, Al?"

"Yes the same. That's the conclusion, Ra."

"Whatever!"

"Trus son, what was his name? The ciki? Kiki?"

"Relin."

"A girl isn't her name?"

"Unisex times ah. Yes time! Want to hear his full name?"

"Now. I know the name of Doi, "god Alya.

"Reiki Aristide Altezza Maheswara's. I accidentally saw one of the awards in the living room of the house."

"Widih, the name is cool. What award is betewe?

"Don't know. Forgot."

I was just looking at it for a bit, and somehow my focus was on the name.

"Trus Lo was going to college on what ride? The mer-C? A BMW? A ferrari? Lambo–"

"Taxi."

"Well? What the hell, Ra? 'And now you are the temporary son of the sultan, yes the time to take a taxi?"

"Ruby, Al. It's hard to explain the same. I live in the home of the rich. Numpang! Not adopted, woi! I still have good baby."

Alya chuckles. "Yes yes. But, 'will be enough to make IGS, SW, tick tok–"

"Update all on medsos yes, Al. Norak is really me. OKBS. Trus pas ketauan if I ride in people's homes, I even viral deh."

"Rubber! Aji mumpung, kali. It's good to make a live in a luxury house, luxury car ... or not lo gebet just old Om earlier? Eh–"

"Relin."

"Yes, Om Ki."

"It's a short play on people's names."

"Let's be easy, let's go."

"Lo didn't think what, his sister he's the same age I've been married. When he was that old wedding ballerina?"

"Gue is not a widower" I said. "Eh, Al. This is Radit where's it going? He said he was going to the toilet?"

"Disrespect her time," said Alya did not care.

Different from me, if Alya or Radit are not there, then I will feel lost. Because they are the most important friends in my life. They've been friends with me since I was a commoner. In the past, a few years ago papa's job was only as a door to door sales. But since my father got accepted to work in MHS corp, my life has become easier.

And Alya with Radit is my best friend forever.

"Eh, Ra .. anyway sometime you kudu should be obliged to invite me with Radit to play to the new home lo–"

I was just about to correct Alya's words, but she had already corrected first. "Your new house is only for a while. Okay?"

"Depart, Al. I'm kind of. New time also hitchhiker already bring the troops alone."

"Yes, I'll say it sometime, Raju!"

"Zura's."

"Yes, Jura."

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Coming home from college, I was driven by Radit on his motorbike to my new home. Ah, not a new home, but a new temporary residence. The contract period is only one year. Unless Aunt Wid has another son, her sister Reiki, who continues to be betrothed to me, then I will be a daughter-in-law there, and the house will be my home forever.

Be present.

Why is my mind so crazy now?

Since when do I think of a mate problem?

No. I have absolutely no intention of getting into a relationship right now. At least, until my mourning is over.

Yeah, my ex-boyfriend's dead. Leaving me to marry another girl.

I'm heartbroken for sure. Although it has been a year, but I'm so completely fed up with men at the moment. Not that I intend to move. Not at all. It's just that my heartache hasn't healed yet.

Arriving at the Maheswara family home, there in a quiet state. Sepi in the sense of the original owners has not been seen in my sight. But the servants and guards looked a lot in my eyes.

The waiter in the kitchen knows exactly how many people. What I see now is three or four people who seem busy. Not yet the servant who was passing by was pacing around cleaning every corner of the house, nor did I know how many.

Then the guard, ah– I call him the guard. My tongue is a bit too muddy when I say bodyguard. What was visible inside the house were two people, while the one outside the house that was visible to my eyes were three people. Where to know the invisible alias invisible eyes. Eh?

I don't know. What is clear when I say this house is quiet is quiet which does not mean lonely. So.

I walked up the stairs and into my room. Before I actually entered the room, I saw Aunt Wid coming out of a room smiling at me.

"Just come home, Ra?"

"Yes, Tan. Zura's gonna take a shower, yeah,"

"okay! If you have a quick shower down. Aunt wait!"

"Yes, Tan."

I entered the room curious. What do you want, Auntie?

It did not take long after finishing the bath, the time showed at five in the afternoon. Wearing loose t-shirts and hotpants I walked out of the room. Then, I accidentally hit something.

Brucks.

Looks like I just collided with someone. Not until it fell anyway, my position now is my hand has landed on the chest expanse of sexy fields. My eyes stared at each other with the owner of the chest field.

Reiki.

Si Reiki's hand was on my waist at the moment, holding back my body that was about to fall when it hit him a few seconds ago.

Very classic though! I think in that soap opera. But my brain consciousness was still functioning properly, so I cleared my throat for him to release his hand from my body.

Fortunately Reiki immediately let go of his hand. Then without further ado as if nothing happened he just passed by without a sound and left me who had felt stubborn. Oh of course my chest is a little thumping. I almost fell. So that's a natural reaction from my heart.

Okey.

Forget about that waikiki.

I need to find Aunt Wid downstairs.

"Hallo, Tan," I said as soon as I arrived at the dinner table. Apparently the aunt was there. Because I was looking around but did not find the aunt, I asked one of the servants. And it seems to be easier. Given how wide this house is, I think I can if jogging in the house only.

"Hey, pretty! Hhhmm .. You smell really fresh. Auntie likes to smell you."

"It just smells like shampoku, Tan."

"Oh yeah? Seriously Aunty likes her fragrance."

Cheap shampoo though. I believe that shampoo Aunt Wid is an expensive brand. Forget shampoo! I am interested to pay attention to Aunt Wid who is currently doing food plating, aka decorating food. Hm, it seems like the aunt asked me to taste the results of her cooking.

"Gee ... Aunt must be a cook, huh?" guess me while occupying one of the seats.

Aunt Wid smiled. "Tante can't cook, Ra. A little aunt can make a cake. That's it."

"Who's this truss cooking?"

"Tante. But this is all Aunty can do." the woman chuckled pretty.

"What's this called, Tan?" I guessed something but I was less sure in my mind.

"Fu yung hai's. Shh, this is all Auntie can cook, Ra. Don't tell anyone yes. Besides these foods means cooks are cooks. Hehe."

I laughed to respond. Because I can't cook, to be honest. If you just cook instant noodles, you can. Or make vegetable chicken soup I still dare. But other than that, delivery only, please.

"Cobain this one yes, Auntie would like to take one more portion in the kitchen."

Aunt Wid is back in her kitchen. While I took a spoon and started to take a piece to taste it. I hesitated a little, afraid that I would not be pleased and afraid to offend Aunt Wid. Frankly, I am the type of person who is picky food, aka lack of food. That's why my body is skinny.

I slowly brought the spoon I had taken a piece of food to get close to my mouth. But when the spoon just touched my lips, something surprised me.

Reiki.

The man ate the fu yung hai that was on my spoon just now. What made me stupefied and stupid for a moment was when my lips touched the man's lips.

Whaaatts?

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