Love Comes Because of the Unaccustomed

Sensional

Paris pulled the sleeves of the shirt worn by Agam when he had ousted from the top of the Agam dirt bike.

“ Why was I not answered earlier ? “ Ask Paris.

Agam took off his full face helmet and he put it on his motorcycle seat. “ Did you ask what was? I'm not horrified about it. “ replied Agam pretend.

“ I asked, why don't you take me back to the hostel? Why did you even bring me here? “ ask Paris with a sewot tone.

“ Papa and mama today want to come here. They say in a lonely house. Want to stay here? “ replied Agam as he passed, walking away from Paris still dumbfounded.

“ Hey, WAIT….! “ shouted Paris after he realized that Agam had walked far into the apartment building he lived in.

“ Lo said what just now? About Attar and Aunt Ameera coming here? Want to stay here? “ asks Paris while pointing down with her index finger.

Agam. “ Can't call my parents with papa call with mom? You're my wife. So they are also your parents. “ said Agam without turning to Paris. He pushed the number 11 button on the elevator.

“ Yes... Sorry.. Not yet a habit. “ said Paris felt guilty. He looked down and waited for the elevator door to open.

“ That's why get used to it. If you have no intention, where can you get used to calling them by the name of papa sama mama. “ said Agam.

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Elevator door opens. Get in the elevator. But Paris still looked down without flinching. Realizing his wife was still silent, Agam held the elevator door shut.

“ Come cepetan. “ said Agam who immediately made Paris raise his head.

“ Oh.. “ that's all that said from the mouth of Paris. He immediately got into the elevator.

“ Really, mommy and papa want to stay here ? How many days ? Long time no ? “ ask Paris streak.

“ Don't know yet. Wh why? Do you mind meeting them ? “ asked Agam while glancing towards Paris with a flat tone.

“ Bu- is not like that. Why is it today that sensian? Kayak girls again PMS aja. “ grumbled Paris.

“ According to you ? “ replied Agam while turning towards Paris for a while, then back facing forward. “ Patient people also have a limit. “ he continued.

“ I want to go back to kost an. “ said Paris when they were in the apartment.

“ You really don't want to meet papa with mama ? “ asked Agam while squinting his eyes.

“ Not so.. Ihhh sensi really ah. “ grumbled Paris upset. “ I want to go back to the boarding house, want to take clothes. Want to take the same bag of books for college tomorrow. “ he explained a little hard.

“ Below there is mall. You can buy clothes there. If books are the same bag for college tomorrow, we think tomorrow. I'm tired. Want to sleep first. “ replied Agam.

“ Why waste money to buy new clothes if the old ones are still there? If you're tired, I can get my own clothes. Herein the key of your motorbike, I pinjem to take clothes at the boarding house. “

“ I said later in the afternoon we buy clothes below, yes later in the afternoon. The road to your boarding house is crowded at this hour. I don't want to give my motor pinjem. “ replied Agam while putting his motor key into his pants pocket, and he passed into his room.

When he was about to close the door, Agam turned around and said, “ You if you want to sleep too, just go to the room. Do not sleep in the next room. That room I've done it for papa and mama later. “

“ I want to sleep on the sofa aja. “ said Paris upset while slamming his body on the sofa.

“ It's up to you. “ replied Agam, then he went inside the room and closed the door.

“ Hah. “ Paris sighed harshly while sitting on the sofa. He put his eyes around. Look at the contents of that apartment. Today, is the second time Paris has come to that apartment and to stay overnight. The first was, when Boby Permana, the idea of Agam came to snarl after a business trip. And the second is today.

Already many times Agam invited him to come to this apartment even though it was just to play. But Paris has always refused for all sorts of reasons. Paris stood up from her seat. He walked around the room, looking around at everything in the room. The kitchen looks very clean. All kitchen and dining furniture looks new because it has never been used.

‘ Ah, how do you feel if your daughter-in-law can't cook at all? Will my mother be angry just like my mother who often nagged vague ? ‘ ask Paris in heart. Then he shuddered in horror imagining himself getting a scolding from the in-laws. Is her husband defending her? Or even defend your mother ?

Not wanting to bother with it, Paris again stepped towards the balcony. He opened the door with a balcony. As he recalled when he first came to this apartment, Paris did not see any plants on the balcony. But this time, he saw a wide variety of flowers and other plants adorning the balcony. The plants look very well preserved.

“ Who takes care of this plant – plants ? What is he ? What could he be? I would say if any nanem must die. “ said Paris monologue while touching the plant – plants. Well, Paris was at home a few times, trying to grow flowers and other plants in her garden. But there he will only get scolding from the mother. Not that the flowers grew beautifully, but instead died at the hands of Paris.

“ Ahhhh... Au... “ Accidentally Paris was exposed to fine hairs from a cactus. The feathers stuck in his hand. “ Haiiisss... Why is she nanem cactus all the way? Intentionally I think I should. Aduhhh.. Sick again hit the fur. How do you try to take it? “ grousers Paris.

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