Love Agreement

90

At 09:15 in the morning

He blinked his eyes a few times. His gaze was a little blurry, his head felt dizzy, his body felt heavy. I don't know what happened, he doesn't know.

Afkan was still lying on the bed. Glancing at the lyrics of this room that seemed messy. Error, very messy. A lot of paper scattered where, the shoes that were put original, also a lot of clothes lying on the sofa. Huuhhh! I know this is not his room. However, there is something distinctive about the owner of this room. A computer was on the table in a mess.

Afkan sat leaning on the bed. His right hand stretched out to touch the back of his head which was painful. Afkan looked straight ahead, trying to remember what caused this smell to stick to his body. The smell that is always attached to each of him feels worried and chaotic. Ahh yes! Drink. Afkan recalled all the events that made him like this.

That afternoon, finished the meeting afkan rushed to the cafe parking lot. I want to go home and meet Fidira. Oops!! But his steps stopped, when he saw a woman leaning against the door of his car. The woman looks very graceful and feminine. With a knee-length pink dress, also 12centi hells are attached right to her feet, making a graceful but*** impression ****.

Realizing the arrival of afkan, the woman smiled. A smile that can make men dry. The woman approached, Suddenly hugging her "I miss you so much" she said in a friendly tone. Not wanting to be dissolved, the afkan forcefully pulled on anita's hand to release the hug. Anita smiled cynically "Regular at times af. I don't think we've ever done it" he mocked.

Afkan exhaled a rough breath. "Excuse me, I have to go" he said flatly.

"Did your tacky wife whine to tell you to come home?" Her ejek by playing her pretty fingernails.

"It's none of your business" Afkan opened his car door, but within seconds he turned around and couldn't move. Yes, anita has been attractive and is now hugging her tightly.

"Make me love you" he said softly. Afkan fell silent, thinking about what anita said. Oye! Where she went when she pleaded not to end their relationship. In fact, Anita chose with her upperclassmen, and left afkan. And now want to go back. Oops! Sorry. "I won't let you go afkan" Anita's hand began to dare to hold afkan's neck. Quickly and violently let go of Anita's embrace. No matter if it hurt him or not.

"I have to go" Afkan opened his car door but again Anita blocked him.

"I'm sure you still love me, right? No need to be hypocritical. I know from before until now, you can't escape me right?" Anita said with confidence. Afkan just shut up. He said it was not important to respond to women like this. "I'm sure you don't love your wife? You had to, right?"

"Who said?" Cold asked.

Anita smiled. "Because in your heart there's only me af" Anita pointed to afkan's chest. "He doesn't pant for you!" Anita stared fixed afkan even expectantly. "Can we start again?" Ask him without the slightest shame.

Afkan took a deep breath before exhaling. "Listen to Anita, we're over. Now it's just me and fidira, not you. She is the only one I desire to love and have me. Wanna?" Quietly afkan push anita to get away from the car door, then quickly spur his car left anita who was still silently staring there.

Along the way, the mind of afkan keeps spinning about the word anita. 'I love you' afkan shook his head quickly. How could Anita easily say that word. Yes, it was as easy as when anita took out the word 'disconnect' from her lips. Afkan ruffled his hair irritated.frustrated? Sure did!. Today's incident made him remember that day.Luka who slowly began to improve, now easily opened again.

Without a second thought, he parked his car in a bar. This place is what can make him calm from his dark love story. In a cold tone, I ordered two bottles of drinks at once. Alone, sitting on the sofa. Thinking about her heart, does she still love Anita? Expecting that woman back to him? Nope, no. No, in this heart there is no love anymore, but a great hatred. The shadow of her past shadow was now spinning, displaying the face of a beautiful but rotten Anita. Easily Saying that afkan is not the man of his dreams, and choose to go with their upperclassman who was then the head of the school gang.Afkan continues to gulp his drink directly from the bottle. Aiss! Suddenly his head felt heavy and very dizzy. Hard afkan slammed his bottle, not caring about the people who might be hit by the shards. He ruffled his hair irritated. Many people screamed as they kicked the glass table and broke it. Luckily, his leg did not get any scratches. The big-bodied man ran towards him.After that Afkan could not see anything clearly, his gaze blurred. After the incident, I can't remember anything.

Afkan pulled and exhaled a few times before glancing at the small table beside the bed. There was a glass of lemon juice and a cell phone lying there. Afkan took his phone first to check what he missed until this hour. Huuh! Afkan throw a rough breath. The phone's dead, maybe the battery's out. Finally afkan raised a glass of lemon juice, enough to eliminate the dizziness. But his intention stopped when he saw a piece of paper that had been crushed by a glass. 'WHATEVER!!' only one word was written there. Afkan even touched on the smile, he was sure that fidira must be very upset with him.

While enjoying lemon juice, memories of afkan revolve on the events of last night. When he hugged fidira, the warmth is still felt when fidira returned his embrace, even stroking his back elus. Last night Fidira also rubbed her hair even while nagging. Afkan did not know very well what the fidira was throwing last night, but he knew that the girl was scolding him. And also a glass of lemon juice in the morning.Ahhh! You good girl, I like her very much. Likes every little attention and scolding scolded his contract wife that.But after all, afkan is not sure of his feelings towards fidira. Is she really in love? Or just interested? Afkan did not know, Let it go according to destiny. That's all you can do right now.

***

From morning fidira no stopping pacing back and forth somewhere. Today was the busiest day he had ever lived. Just imagine, all the documents that have not been examined have been piled up on the afkan table. Fidira came to her senses and knew the reason her husband always came home late.

Fidira took a sip of his coffee which he was still keeping quiet. The boss whose buawel is not kelulungan, namely Ian, has been raving forcing him to rest. "What's lunch first?" Omelnya while shaking the waist.

Fidira only displays his trademark grin. "Superficial" he complained, while eating a sandwich brought ian. Very attention!

"That's why the boss comes home, baby. Not at the omelin." Fidira is upset to hear the talk of Ian who knows it. Yes, there really is, too. "So you know how busy the CEO is?" Ian sneered again.

"Yes" Fidira answered briefly bin cuek. Ian smiled and rattled the little fidira hair.

"Gue was sure you could be his good wife, boss" After saying that, Ian raised one hand on the sign.

Fidira stared at the missing ian's back behind the door. "Where can I be a good wife, if your attitude to me is still gini yan?" fidira complained by rubbing her eyes rough.

***

Four o'clock, five minutes less. All employees have started tidying up their stuff. But not with fidira and three employees who are still struggling with this annoying document. More upset when ian told fidira, that he could not wait for him because he felt lazy. The vow! Fidira really wants to pounce on him alive.

Fidira glanced at her phone then exhaled a rough breath. From morning afkan did not send him a message, nor did he come to the office. Fidira's mind has dizzy seven rounds thinking about this dick file. Holy hooch!

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

Fidira stopped his activities, quickly switching to open the door of his room. Fidira evoked a smile on her lips with a little constancy. "Mama? Same papa? " Fidira frowned, kissing the back of her in-laws hand.

"Mama at the driver's. Papa's busy" Mama Nanda smiled. Fidira immediately invited her in-laws to sit down, also ordering a drink. "Veasy?"

Fidira glanced at her three employees, then nodded. "Yes, mama's here in what way?" Mama Nanda did not answer, she was confused as if looking for someone. Fidira who understands, immediately turns the brain looking for an excuse.

"Take another meeting outside ma. Today was very busy, I was told to overtime" he lied. Mama Nanda just nodded in understanding.

"Emmm... Mama yuk! In front of the mall there. Yea?" Fidira seemed to think and then turned to his colleagues who were still staying with the documents. "Mama permitin to afkan deh later. Yea?" Fidira gawking, it turns out that her in-laws can also whine. Holy hooch! It is not just him who is alay.

Can't resist, fidira also supports it. After saying goodbye to his loyal employees and promising to return as soon as possible. Though impossible it may be. Fidira immediately took his phone. "Fidira motorbike ride aja yuk ma" Tawar fidira while raising his eyebrows.

Mama Nanda looked dumb, but suddenly nodded happily. They left, after mama Nanda told the driver that she was riding a motorcycle with her son-in-law. Alay huh?

***

Eight o'clock at night. Fidira had just set foot in her house. Crazy one!!! her father-in-law was right dribble mother who was eager to spend money. Just look now, there are already five paper bags that fidira brought home. And I don't know what else tomorrow?

Fidira went inside her room, quickly changing into a shirt and shorts. With a little run she got into the bathroom to wash her face. No need to take a shower, in the dictionary fidira is not there. Then make black coffee and sit sweet in front of the big tv that he has been lighting since.

While waiting for kick off his pride team, fidira thought about the words mama nanda said this afternoon. "You have to learn to be feminine baby, do you want to be tomboy forever? Mama knows, you're cool to wear clothes like this. And you know, it's hard to change habits. So from now on you learn, right? One day if you're a mom, you want to keep gini?" Mama Nanda's words were soft but really piercing. It's true that fidira has to change. But not now, right? Especially talking about being a mother, for now it's not possible. Don't know later?

"Tomorrow mama's going to the office, you're going to have to pack the clothes you bought. Next, you have to pack a feminine shirt or if you do not, you will send more clothes to you. If you need mama baliin new closet.Where?" The threat of mama nanda still ringing in the mind of fidira. So tomorrow again? Think about how the expression of the employees if the fidira suddenly turns into very girly. Uhhh! Fidira can't shadow. Shy shy.

Not wanting to think about the things that make him dizzy, Fidira chose to sip his coffee and enjoy a television that featured a handsome player of his idol. Let it be a problem tomorrow, the most important thing now is that fidira can relax without thinking about anything.

Fidira glared at his eyes to survive until the match was over. But whatever the power, no matter how strong fidira survive to stay awake, his body and eyes seem to compromise telling fidira to sleep. Fidira tried not to lie down at the end of the first half. He prayed that this ad would help him to stay literate. "Please! A little more not yet" Fidira blinked her eyes a few times. His eyesight had started to blur and heavy. Finally, Fidira also admitted defeat and fell asleep with a sitting position leaning with legs crossed on the sofa without turning off the television first. As if he allowed his idols to see himself asleep with his mouth open.Any right?

After a few hours of sleep, Fidira's mind suddenly remembered about the television that he had not turned off. Slowly he opened his eyes, although the weight of the mission to find the remote must be resolved, so his sleep will be more soundly. His left hand palpated to find the location of the table, but never felt, empty. Only the cold expanse of AC felt. Fidira was forced to open his eyes wide, the first thing that was seen was a sofa of ash that was familiar to him. Fidira briefly rubbed his slightly blurry eyes. It was realized that there was something strange coiling up on his stomach. Instantly the fidira rose up, not yet sat himself back lying down because someone pulled him.

"Geez!" Lookie! The burly hand that is still coiled in the stomach of the fidira is now more possessive in hugging it. Fidira's heart was racing, even fast as the heavy voice whispered in his ear. "Shut up" Afkan turned the fidira's body to face him. With eyes still closed, afkan pulled the head of the fidira to sink in the chest of his field. While his hands back down to the waist of fidira to hug him. Don't ask what fidira is feeling right now, cold sweat is already pouring on his forehead. The heart that may have wanted to stop beating, is still forced to make a disco. Fidira really wanted to scream. But all his bad thoughts stopped when accidentally his hand rubbed with a warm hand afkan. Not warmer to different heat. Fidira looked up, observing the handsome face up close. Emanated fatigue and stress of the mind that may be experienced afkan.

Fidira's outstretched hand touches afkan's forehead. Holy hooch! Afkan fever. This is the reason why affective attitude turns into possessive, this is the second time the fidira sees affectan which if sick must be very spoiled. How strange. Fidira hands switch patting cheeks afkan slowly. "Sir boss, sir boss. You okay?" Soft question. Afkan did not budge, fidira again did the same thing and this time afkan want to open his eyes slowly without taking off his embrace. "Sir boss has a fever, let me get some compress water" Fidira lowered her head as she looked at her eyeballs. Very awkward.

"No need tomorrow" he refused, but tightened his embrace. Fidira frowned. As if disagreeing with the rejection.

"Please for just this once, don't be stubborn boss sir" Fidira tried to get rid of afkan's hand from his waist. However, he still insisted on rejecting it. "Sir boss, come on! Otherwise you'll get sicker. Yea? Don't be like a kid" Omel Fidira is still trying to take off a hug. Finally, he complied.

When the fidira will wake up, he stops because he pulls his hand. " Don't take long" said afkan weld, and it actually makes the fidira gemes want pinch. Fortunately fidira can nahan by just nodding and smiling his way.

Ten minutes later, the fidira came with a basin filled with warm water and a handkerchief. Fidira put it on a small table located next to the afkan bed. It looks afkan is bending his face, and turning back to the fidira that is ready to attach a wet handkerchief to his forehead. Fidira knows what's going on right now, sulking. "Sorry for a long time, had to cook the water first boss" he said while wiping the swab of the head of afkan who was still on his back. "You angry boss, I sleep under you" he said, threatening. Finally, he turned around and let Fidira compress his forehead.

"Already" Pinta affkan by staring fixed bead eyes fidira which now no sign of sleepiness.

Fidira nodded "Okay" He moved to return the basin. But again, hold him back. "I want to turn this back on the boss first, just take the water anget" he explained.

Afkan shakes up "not tomorrow. Now go to sleep" he said with a glass. Holy hooch! Boss sir I want to strangle you! Consciously, fidira complained in his heart.

"All right, now sleep!" Fidira justifies the open position of the afkan blanket.

"You too" Afkan immediately pulled the fidira that was almost stricken by losing balance and immediately grabbed it like a bolster.

"But I'm going to die" Fidira tried to take an already heavy breath. Realizing that fidira had difficulty breathing, the afkan stretched his arms without letting the fidira move to change position. "Don't" Fidira mumbled to herself.

"Sleeping fi" Afkan instead put fidira's hand on his waist. Fidira was speechless and pensive, as she felt a gentle swipe on her head, as well as a hard friction on her head. Looks like afkan put his chin on top of fidira's head. Holy hooch! Fidira really wants to scream!!! but he did not do, crazy what screamed malem malem only because in the hug of his own husband.he replaced by squeezing the back of the tee shirt to vent his nervousness. This is the first time that a fidira has been embraced by a male creature. Crazy, it feels dag dig dug, but warm.*so gini it feels in the arms of a handsome guy. Even though ordinary guys have never been. Holy hooch! I'm not sure I'm alive tomorrow. Oh, my God, we're alive tomorrow, right?* no matter what is in the shadow of fidira, over time this warm feeling began to anesthetize him. Fidira who was nervous half to death, now quite relaxed. very relaxed in fact, now his hands began to dare to return the embrace afkan without hesitation. Once, he thought giggling. And his eyes now sayup sayup has started to enter the dream realm.

Half six in the morning. Fidira woke up staring at the bed afkan alias next to her that had been empty . Where's the boss? Fidira scratched the scratch of her hair. There was a strange sound coming from the bathroom. As soon as the person vomits, Fidira approaches with a hand that is still trying to tie the origin of his hair. It looks afkan is standing in front of the sink by holding his stomach and repeatedly gargling. Without approaching the afkan first, Fidira immediately went down to take warm water, fortunately in the thermos there is still leftover. Fidira immediately brought the warm water that had previously been poured into the glass, then delivered it to the fire chamber.

Fidira looked at the afkan who was vomiting vomit with a sliced look. So tormented, Fidira approached afkan. "Udah?" Ask while slightly massaging the back afkan. Afkan shook his head, he regurgitated the wind pushed by his stomach. Fidira slowly massaged his back as well as the back of Afkan's neck to relieve his nausea. Might as well.

After a few minutes, the fidira helps you get back to bed. Crazy afkan heavy, inner fidira whose shoulders are embraced afkan who is limp. Fidira thrust the warm water earlier and immediately drink it. "Wanna eat?" Ask Fidira after spending the warm water. Afkan shook his head by handing the empty glass to the fidira.

Actually fidira is also confused if afkan ask for food. You see, yesterday she sent him a message that she can't come today because her husband is sick. Ow hell! do not know why in times of distress, especially afkan sick and cooking affairs must only have fidira. Mana afkan do not want to stay and fidira will also not be able to cook. Crazy, fidira is dizzy this bad.

Finally fidira down to the kitchen to cook, whatever he will do, as if he can already do a little activity after the struggle to persuade afkan who do not want to stay even just wash his face. Bayangin, fidira must be really bosen right there? And home affairs, fidira will have hunger as well.

Although confused, Fidira kept opening the refrigerator, see what ingredients he could cook. But, his eyes remained fixed on the refrigerator door that filled with many eggs. Yes, only an egg could possibly save her from hunger. But you also need to eat, right? Fidira even slightly tear apart the refrigerator. At last... Fidira raised a vegetable that the ingredients are usually in the soup. Like, cabbage, carrots, chives, and chives. Fidira inevitably decided to make soup, not papa is the important thing to eat.With the help of google mbah and tutor tutor who is always a mainstay, Fidira began to do his mission.

Cooking a simple soup may not be bad for the sick. In about an hour, Fidira managed to make a simple soup that tastes a little salty. Fidira exhaled softly, already more than three times himself trying to justify the taste of the salty soup. And finally he was desperate.

"FIS... " That heavy voice was clearly heard in fidira's ears. With her distinctive grin, Fidira looked back. And clearly afkan already put a sour face there. Fidira was convinced that Afkan must be angry because he broke the promise to go to the kitchen for a while, as a result even an hour.

"Couldn't get here anyway? He said it hurt" Fidira approached looking at the afkan who was staring at him.

Afkan rubbed his face rough "I'm sick does not mean can not walk fidiraaaa..." Fidira again only grinned at the answer afkan that he thought made sense anyway. "Why are you doing it? Very long"

"Emmm... " Fidira hesitated a little. "His soup is salty" Fidira glanced at the soup that was still steaming behind her.

Afkan offended a little smile. Disdainful smile according to fidira. Though afkan smiled because he felt happy fidira trying to take care of it. Afkan got closer to the stove, he picked up a spoon and tasted the soup. Looks afkan shook his head slowly then took some herbs. Uuhhh fidira was really desperate, he felt he had no talent in the kitchen.

"Do you want breakfast now?" Ask afkan who made fidira jerk. Ouch.. The thoughts of the morning negative thoughts had already entered his brain. Fidira hit her head slowly, then nodded. "Hurry up" Afkan moved to take a plate and fill it with rice and soup made by fidira earlier.

"Sir boss doesn't eat?" Ask fidira when afkan gave the plate containing the food to him.

Afkan. "I don't taste.I want to rest first, My head is dizzy" Fidira just nodded, staring at the afkan who walked up. And certainly not say anything.

"Yeah.. I can be be-"

"If it's done, hurry up to the top of the fi" Just now fidira declared her happiness. Turns out I didn't forget. "Fifteen minutes. Back" The connection that just got a lip splash from the fidira.

After cleaning the cutlery and taking food for afkan, fidira rushed up the stairs to the afkan room. Seen afkan lying on his bed, massaging his temple slowly with his eyes closed. Fidira put a bowl and a glass of water on the table.

"Still dizzy?" Afkan opened his eyes as he felt a small hand touch his forehead. "I've called ester to ask the doctor to check" Fidira explained, confirming the blanket afkan.

"Why did you tell him? " She was a little disappointed. "Ester will definitely complain to mama"

"Maybe's. But... That's not important. Now let's eat" Fidira began to lift the bowl and scoop out the rice.

"I don't taste fiii" Refuse to keep his face away from the spoon. Fidira shook her head plus pouted. But if not maksa is not the name fidira.Dengan a little forcing finally afkan want to eat even though it is not finished. According to fidira it is natural for sick people, definitely do not want to eat.Takin this is just a little maksanya? No ngancem either? Haha.

"Mama knows, she'll be here" Fidira gave me a glass of water.

"You're ngadu?" Afkan looked annoyed.

Fidira shrugged his shoulders "somehow I don't understand if the boss is sick, whatever is ready. So... Tell mama" Fidira blinked one of her eyes. Afkan rolled his eyes panted. "Oiya... There was a meeting today. Should I handle it?"

Afkan. "Cancel"

"But it.. Project bes-"

"I still have fidira. And you can leave me? "

"Just an hour" Fidira still insisted.

Do not want to serve fidira, afkan switch to play his phone. If you keep arguing, forgive sure he must lose. Feeling in pecans, Fidira went to return the bowl. Moments later, long enough anyway, fidira returned to the afkan room in a different outfit. Hair that is still tied to a midget and looks wet, indicates he has just taken a shower. But a big chunk huh?

Afkan glanced at the fidira who was walking towards the sofa and started to open the laptop. Fidira's view focused on the laptop screen, he had to set the state of the office that temporarily will be left behind. And yesterday's file hasn't signed yet. It should be signed today, but even K.O yes so. Honestly Fidira really hate this situation, if you get sick you can make sure he will be very bothered with everything. Fidira kept fiddling with his laptop, his fingers dancing on the keyboard, sometimes fidira looks very frustrating, and this moment is what makes the afkan happy. Happy in an activity that the author says is not very useful. Haha but do not rule out the possibility of the author not admitting yes. Seeing without her knowledge it was really fun, like eating meatballs. Eh?

Tuutt

"Hallo, good morning ibnu"

"hehe, I'm sorry sir can't go to the office because it hurts. Me either... You know, sir, so I ask you to help me take over the office leadership in the meantime. I also called ian, sahila, and rino to help my father"

"Yes, thank you sir. Oiya, today there is a meeting please arrange? After lunch at the cafe dep-"

.......

"Huh? In batalin? Tap-i who?"

.......

Fidira glanced at the afkan that pura pura did not hear. "Ohh yes sir, please arrange the office sir. Thank ye. Good morning" Fidira ended the phone call, then looked at the uncaring afkan. "Kok in battaliiiiiin? " Fidira nagged with a waist-tracking.

"Have not thought about fidiraaaa" Afkan smiled and refocused on his phone. Fidira snorted in annoyance, he also refocused on his laptop. Want to cancel everything anyway?

Ting Tung's

Afkan and fidira stared at each other as their house bell rang. Who came home in the morning? Fidira got up from her seat. Just a step forward but...

"DWOOOOH!!"