Longsuffering

Drunk Asmara

No one can translate my heart when I walk

No one can interpret my nails while being silent

No one can reveal my veil when I miss

He's just my lover

Throw love in a happy body

-Wita

Bandung, Wita - Teh Rumi - Vishnu

Wita Pov's

Today I was surprised by Vishnu's treatment. My heart was almost dislodged when Vishnu entered my room and locked the door slowly. The scent of his body still smelled firmly in my nose even today, when his body had disappeared from sight.

Just now? What the hell just happened? I didn't think that Vishnu would have to go back home because his phone was left behind. I took a shower and shampooed this morning because my body was really sticky. Haha.. I didn't shower on arrival from Jakarta last night.

Last night I accidentally closed my eyes while reading a fairy tale to Adhis. My eyes were closed to the sound and drifted into dreamland. In fact, the plan is that I will take a shower and refresh my body before going to bed. I. want to look beautiful in front of Vishnu. Stupid right?

Then, it's true. His face sulking this morning made me feel anxious myself. I didn't realize I belonged to someone. Vishnu asked for justice. "I also need to be watched Wit.!", she sulked as I treated her sewing wounds.

I gave him little attention by treating his wounds, preparing clothes for him and buttoning the shirt he was wearing. Without me noticing her hand continued to play my hijab as I concentrated on the buttons of her shirt. O Allah. Please Lord Vishnu, I am setting my breath..!

For a moment I realized, ever since he said the ijab qabul in front of everyone, since he has established himself as a soul bound to the heart that I have, I never took off my hijab in front of her when I was a bitch to her. But I was so reluctant to do it. I don't know why, it's just that I'm not ready!

My heart sometimes sows its own commotion when it is close to it. And silly, I was often saved by his beloved daughter who is now getting sticky with me. Adhis, you are a helper!

So, I am currently condemning my ignorance. I'm not the kind of person who is comfortable wearing clothes in the bathroom. My habit of changing clothes in the room without locking the door was a complement to this thrilling incident. An incident that made my body heat up and bristle for a moment. I lost control of myself. My first kiss still felt so sweet on my lips today, I was surprised!

Mamah Adhis today asked me to prepare myself? he said he was going to take me to his boutique to sort out and choose the dress I would wear at my wedding reception. I never thought, if the ijab qabul that has been recorded into my happy history will actually be made a party that was taken over directly by the madam Adhis.

Mamah Adhis, he was so enthusiastic in welcoming my presence. I deserve to sow infinite gratitude to find the family of Vishnu mas as good as this.

Upon arrival at the boutique I was asked by my beloved brother Vishnu to choose the dress I wanted to wear. Mamah Adhis was busy choosing and sorting out my dress. Without realizing it, he dominated his show more today. Ask me to wear and try on the dresses of her choice. Ask for details and possibilities about my comfort while wearing it. Review yourself the matching colors for the show. I enjoy this warmth.

Adhis is also enjoying our show. He sometimes wrestled with me. Asking to be carried, running around the small clothes on display, darting in front of the mirror. And of course, she gets the same dress ration in line with the dress I wear.

My little Mama Adhis and Adhis are amazing. I. smile and look at it.

At exactly twelve o'clock mamah Adhis completed his show at this boutique. He also gave a totebag containing his choice of clothes in this boutique. "Gift from teteh. Wear it later!".

After the dzuhur prayer, he asked the driver who was brought from Jakarta to take us to the next place. It's off schedule I know. I had to ask my husband's permission, because he asked me not to be too tired today. My permission for her is just to go find a dress, not with this next event. I don't know until what time Mama Adhis will spend with me.

Mas Vishnu..

Wita bothers you?

I sent a chat on my phone. Without waiting for time, he replied to my message.

dong.what is it, baby?

sorry I couldn't call..

it's still meeting with clients.

Reading the word 'honey' in my chat room from the mas Vishnu made me amused myself. Really, I used to say that word to my students. I also get it from them often. But receiving that word from Vishnu made my heart feel soaring into the clouds. Cock up all the longings and flavors, then dance around in the sky, singing the melodious voice rhyming with despairing love.

I answered the question with doubt. This was the first time I asked permission for myself from a man who had become my priest.

Wita came home a little late afternoon.

it okay?

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Where's it going pretty? I'm telling you not to be too cape.. Adhis isn't fussy, is he?

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no. It wasn't Adhis who asked. Adhis ga fussy. Adhis seneng even walk.

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who is the one who is convinced?

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Mamah Adhis, he said this is important as well. Can't be delayed.

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One minute.two minutes.seven minutes.ten minutes. Long time I got an answer. Is Vishnu angry? This morning he asked me for attention, what attention did he mean? Do I have to be home before she gets home? Should I prepare lunch? Suddenly I was worried about myself. I-is the wife who hasn't been able to make her husband happy? Without a second thought I rewrote the message on my phone.

Was Vishnu.. angry?? Is Wita going home now?

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Sorry just reply.

Just now there was another negotiation alot with the client.

Angry why?

this beautiful wife's time, anyway?

tell me where you are!

Rumi tea likes to be weird.

If you are tired later I follow up. I pick you up.

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thanks mas..

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that aja?

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sure that's all? there's nothing else?

I was confused by his ambiguous question. What else should I ask? Permission mas Vishnu already I cantongi, I also no longer have urgent needs that I have to convey through this chat to Vishnu mas. I then ascertained what he meant.

uh.. What do you mean?

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*mmmuach..!!

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I was surprised by his attitude. My face suddenly warmed. If there is a mirror, I want to see my own face, because it looks like this face is changing color like a ripe red tomato.

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mas ih's..

I answered with a little shame.

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don't be too tired...

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Mas Vishnu really! His last message made me feel like an ABG who was being drunk with romance. The smell of the air I breathed immediately reeked of caramel. The sky that I stared at instantly painted a rainbow. And the noise of street honks instantly is a melody of romance guitar. I. drifting in love studded with warmth and longing desire that mas Vishnu spread without limit.

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The car I was riding was pulled over somewhere. I scanned this place carefully. This place is... beauty salon?

What else does Mama Adhis want? I had felt guilty for his sister who was none other than my husband for having to linger outside. And now? mamah Adhis took me to a salon that was certainly just for pampering myself and having fun?

Taking care of myself and going to a place like this is my hobby. My way used to eliminate all my tiredness and trauma in the past. But today is not the right day in my opinion.

"Teteh also wants treatment ah", Mamah Adhis is busy himself choosing what treatment he wants. "Make a child no neng?" ask him afterwards to the servant there.

"There's mom. Would you like the same grandpa ma'am?"

"Yes, all right! how many hours is this?", he replied, pointing out the menu book on the item 'hair spa' mom en me.

"An hour ma'am" replied the waiter.

"this is it" replied Mamah Adhis. "Let's Adhis.we exclaim again!", invite him while stretching out his hand to hold Adhis who is in my arms.

"Wita. You relax. Enjoy the treatment!" he said while walking away.

"Mba. used first the change! the dressing room over there. Wait in the room on the left, mba!?" said the waiter while offering a brown cotton batik that he called the kemben.

I then fell asleep on the bed in the room smelling of therapeutic scent. Enjoying massages all over my body with olives whose fragrance calms me down.

I received a message while enjoying the treatment I received.

MAMAH ADHIS

Mother Wita, the same Adhis went home first huh. It's done with us.

Adhis is still the same papah he said. Adhis wants to invite you to play to his village temen papah Adhis. There is a family gathering.

It's not good to not bring a child. Risyad did not want to be invited. hadeuh. eta mah jalu..

Vishnu has ngizinin in just three days.

Vishnu nnti pick you up. You just call him if it's done.

I let out a breath. "Adhis... later mother kangeen!!"...

When my longing had just begun to spread when it was only a few hours apart with Adhis, my phone rang displaying the call on the screen; 'Mas Vishnu'.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Is that okay, honey? where are you again? I'm gonna go get it".

"Wa'alaikumusalaam.don't be a mas! It's still a long time, he said in three hours".

"Where the hell is it? justin I'll wait there".

"Males cannot enter. It will be back again. I'm in the salon, the beauty salon".

"What are you doing there? it's not the same as Rumi's tea, is it?"

"Don't know, I thought it was. I was told to take care of Mamah Adhis. Mamah Adhis was also the treatment just now. But Mamah Adhisnya has gone home first".

"Lho.. why..?? Can it be different that's sorted out? you have long been in care? What kind of treatment?"

I was silent for a long time, ashamed to answer his question at this time.

"Hey.. baby? what treatment again? how long?"

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"The grooming.", I replied slowly.

"Hahahaha.Rumiii tea must be given a gift", the laughter of Vishnu sounds crisp and happy.

He then continued his sentence in a faint and trembling voice.

"Enjoy your day, baby! If it's done, call ya! I'll pick you up...".

"I can't wait to see your wet hair again!"

"I Love You's.. Neuthor.."

Instantly my heart was pounding hearing the firm voice and the people. My chest rumbled to imagine what would happen tonight.

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Patience gaes.patient gaes. nights are still long.. Wita still needs shampoo gifts for shampoo later nih. hahahah..

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