
I sow black charcoal in old times
it burned his soul
stopped at the love contest
the past.. get rid of it quietly!!!
- Vishnu
Bandung, Vishnu-Wita
Vishnu Pov
Since morning I have been smiling to myself. What pleasure can I deny?, after seeing such a beautiful sight. Adhis awakens to find his mother's embrace. Then take a shower and change her clothes with Wita. Cheerful and cheerful with songs only memorized by them. Ah. They're not fair!
I'm like in a threshing boy. I'm jealous! Though I was happy with this scene, but somehow my heart was not okay to see Wita passing by and ignoring me without caring a little about me.
To my surprise, I saw Wita approaching me. I'm still bare-chested sitting on the edge of his bed. He then treated the sewing wound on my arm carefully. The smell of his breath occasionally touched my skin, I got goosebumps and tried to keep concentrating. My heart dag-dig-du throbbed more than a hundred times.
I put the medicine on my arm. I served him to dress up in the shirt he had prepared himself. Twice bearing the status of a husband, this was the first time for me to get this kind of beautiful attention. When we were with Restari we lived alone. It is a grudge and mission that ultimately succumbs to death and defeat.
Forget the past, for this morning, my wife's smooth hands began to crawl up towards the collar of my shirt. My heart kept on going, I was shaking her headscarf wondering if this room of hers should I lock it now. But the sound of my phone made me realize that this morning there was an important meeting that I could not stay, 'stay in Bandung' Andra said. Andra, I'll send you to the north pole if I keep me busy!
I was in a hurry to get my car. Without realizing it, my phone was left in Wita's room. I returned. Arriving at home I climbed up the stairs to enter the room I lived in last night with the door open.
The beautiful view is now for me. Then I enjoyed this morning with a hot, confectionery-scented kiss from my lady's lips. He was a little out of breath taking my action, tightening his grip on my navy suit. And I was stopped by the sound of my cell phone that was the reason I came back home. I mourn my fate today who must accept Andra's control with my meeting schedule. Andra! it is disturbing you!!!!
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"You tea why meni face bent kitu siga (like) korsi lipet nu geus karahaan (already rusty)?" Rumi's tea perfected my frustration. Upset because Andra made an inappropriate schedule to work.
"Haahahaha.bang Vishnu was like me Tea" said Andra who was eating his breakfast. He said I had to hurry. In fact, I had to go to Rumi's Tea house first to pick her up. The world is upside down!
"I'm Ndra's newlyweds, your singles understand" ledekku satisfied.
"Misone is his marriage impromptu. I have scheduled Mr. Vishnu honeymoon leave next month. The wedding is planned for next month".
I kept silent not to deny his words. I know, from my impromptu marriage, Andra is a person who seems so happy and enthusiastic about taking care of everything.
"You're rescheduling Ndra again! Poor Vishnu, as well as recovery", sela kang Indra defended me.
I nodded and smiled hearing it. Kang Indra is understanding. As he asked this morning. He borrowed Adhis to accompany him with Teh Rumi at the family gathering for the next three days and two nights. I came to understand that it takes a lot of intuition that does not need to be expressed in words to be a parent, like the Indra kang.
I imagined Wita. Wita, who I gave a kiss this morning due to her careless act of wearing a towel with her wet hair made me miss. Even when I was meeting with Andra's scheduled client, I found it hard to concentrate.
Then this afternoon, I was struck by a message sent by the woman I missed. He asked permission for himself when he did it with my brother. Because I convinced him not to get too tired he thought he should be home soon.
Wita did leave with my sister, my unique sister. Rumi's tea, it's magical. I can give you a happy smile this afternoon. I was surprised by the act that brought my Wife for the care of the bride. I heard my wife's voice saying she was still asking for time. I really miss you!
Until late afternoon, I was made to get upset again because Andra asked me to refrain from going home.
"So that Mr. Vishnu can leave for a week, so this document must be completed. The rest let me take care of it", he said.
I finally sent my wife a message,
Wita... I picked him up in an hour is okay?
why mas? is there still work?
yes
thank you for understanding...
yes
yes what?
yes. equally.
how are they both??
yes what donk maas...?
yes, dear you..?
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yes. dear Vishnu..
Aaah.. jantuuung. please stay there!I am not because of it. I want to pick her up soon. Take him somewhere special.
I then finished the documents I had to learn from my personal assistant named Andra. Studying it one by one until exactly seven o'clock in the evening was greeted with a satisfied face Andra.
"Thank you bang!!", he said.
I then drove my car towards the salon that Wita had sent his location via mobile message. I almost arrived at the beauty salon that was taking care of my Lady. A sudden traffic jam blocked my car. While heavy rain is wetting the city of Bandung.
Worried that he was waiting for me, I called him but got no reply. I called but it was just the dial tone I heard. I called him for almost 15 minutes. My happiness turned into worry. Where is my current character? when the heavy rain seemed to me increasingly felt.
Then suddenly...
Chequek.. Braaakk...
My car door was opened and closed again by the woman I was thinking about.
"Astagfirulah.. Witaa!!??" his clothes were soaked and his body was shivering. I saw his hands trembling in tandem with each other.
"Why baby?" I hugged him. He then tightened his hand to hug my body which was still embracing his body. "It's okay! it's okay! there's me..". I tried to calm him down.
"In front.. in front of.", he voiced his stammering sentence.
He had not finished his sentence, I immediately understood what he was going to say after I saw what was on the left side of my car window. The motor accident that left the passengers sitting on their feet bleeding in a conscious state, seemed to make Witaku re-experience the trauma of the past.
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