
Directly collapsed the body, after his heated struggle with Rangga. Tired so much, with a little sweat soaking up his body - to get up from the bed, Kiran felt unable.
"Kiran.." call Rangga-kala found the woman speechless, with the face she hid carrying a pillow.
"I'm tired Mas.." she said, turning her face to Rangga, who had risen from the bed.
"I'll clean myself up first. And you looked scary, like a starving lion."
Kiran's small smile carved on her face, by throwing her gaze at Rangga, who had already passed towards the direction of the bathroom.
"But I enjoyed it, right? The proof was that Mas kept sighing, and asked me to repeatedly do so." The footsteps that while Rangga was swinging, he stopped suddenly. Steady for a while, and resumed those footsteps, before speaking to Kiran.
"You talk too much!" annoyed.
After the departure of Rangga to the bathroom-silence re-branded the room. Kiran spread her gaze all over the direction, and again the pain came back to the young woman, as her two eyes stared at the picture frames, which contained the affection of Rangga, and his wife Rani.
"I was floated, and then I was thrown back down, which made me realize our real marriage, and what we're doing, is just for mutual benefit."
The body that was on the edge of Kiran's bed lifted up, approaching one by one her clothes, which were on the floor.
Back dressed, and anchored the body in front of the bed, while waiting for Rangga who was still in the bathroom. A few minutes passed, Kiran was startled by the sound of footsteps approaching her, as she was so swept away in her own world.
"You're not cleaning yourself first?" asked Rangga, who defended the atmosphere of silence, which had been created in the room.
"I'll clean myself up, of course in my room. Aren't my clothes all there?"
Rangga. Two feet he stepped towards a small table, and reached out to his cellphone which had issued a short note.
"Mas.." call Kiran, in a slow tone of voice.
"Yaa.." replied Rangga, while his fingers still playing on his HP screen, when he would reply to the message.
The doubt that enveloped him again, made Kiran not immediately make a sound. Slightly silent, finally the black-haired woman, ventured to say her wish to Rangga.
"Can you, and I go see Papa?"
The words that had just been spoken from Kiran's lips, managed to attract the attention of the thirty-year-old man. Gawai who was in the grip, Rangga back on the table, and turned the body, facing Kiran.
"Go see your father? Did I not hear wrong?" The words spoken from Rangga's lips, made Kiran so embarrassed. The woman seemed to be lowering her pride, in front of a Rangga Wijaya But this time she lowered her pride not for her love for the man, but for her father.
The face that he did not dare to look at Rangga, Kiran slowly lifted up, looking at Rangga, who seemed to be laughing at him.
"I'm sorry, it's a shame, because it's not appropriate for me to ask Mas for this, given what our real marriage looks like. But he's all I've got, even I've sacrificed something most precious in me, just for the sake of his recovery."
A serious face, shrouding Rangga's handsome face, after the man heard what Kiran said to him.
"My father is sick, and he's dying to see you. So I beg you..." Directly clenching both of his hands, looking expectantly at the man in front of him.
"I beg you to meet my Papa just this once, even if you have to pretend," asked Kiran by displaying her hopeful face.
Linking both of his eyebrows, with the look of his eyes appeared much sharper as he gave his gaze to Kiran. Silent...And Rangga started thinking again, with what Kiran did to him tonight.
"So everything you're doing tonight, for your Papa's sake?"
Down, and a little nod there.
"Yes Mas..For I have no choice but to make you happy, that you may fulfill my Father's wish."
"Have you not had a good relationship with your father, not even with your half-sister, nor your stepmother?"
"Yes Mas. But I can't possibly, just let my Papa go. He is my real father, after all.."
Rangga exhaled a long breath of his, before he let out his wife's request.
"All right, I want to. And when are we gonna get there?"
Rona was happy as soon as it enveloped Kiran's face, as soon as the woman heard what Rangga said. And he's so happy.
"You're serious, Mas?" His eyeballs appear more rounded, when ascertaining what Rangga said.
"Do I look like I'm lying?"
Kiran took off her sweet smile, giving her gaze to Rangga, who was also smiling at her. And because he was too happy, he immediately lifted the body, and gave a sudden hug to Rangga.
"Sorry Mas..Excuse me...I was too happy, so just reflect" Kiran said, giving her clumsy smile.
Feeling that there was nothing she needed to do in the room, Kiran decided to return to her room. Blaser who was on the table-he reached out, and re-clad to his tiny body. Take a hairy sandal, and re-envelop it on his two legs. And what Kiran did, was not spared from the observation of Rangga who continued to look at the woman.
"Mas...I'll go first." Smile sumringah, with footsteps that he swung towards the door. And just now the door of the room will be opened Kiran, suddenly Rangga made a sound.
"Where are you going?"
Reversing the body to Rangga, who was staring at him from ignorance.
"Of course go back to my room...Where else are you going?" kiran replied, with a slight smile - as what Rangga asked was a little tickling for her.
"Tonight, sleep in this room."
Shocked, that was what was seen on Kiran's face at the moment.
"Sleep in this room?" kiran asked to confirm, what Rangga said.
"Do I need to talk twice?"
What Kiran was going to do, he again paused after hearing what Rangga said. Rangga asked her to sleep in this room, not that the man asked her to sleep in bed. Because both will only occupy one bed, when only for conjugal relations only.
Two of his legs came to the bed, where Rangga was already lying there. Reach out for a pillow, and take it towards the sofa she once slept on.
"Hey...What are you gonna do?"
Again Kiran was confused, with the words spoken from the lips of the handsome businessman.
"Didn't you ask me to sleep in your room? So I'm gonna sleep here."
Sighing his long breath, trying to hold back his sense of regret towards Kiran.
"I did ask you to sleep in this room, but didn't you sleep on that couch?"
"Keep I have to sleep where Mas? Don't tell me that Mas asked me to sleep on that rug!"
"next-door me. Tonight accompany me." By hitting his side, that was still empty.
Be shocked! Kiran was again startled, at the man's request.
"Sleeping in bed?" Make sure he doesn't hear wrong.
"Come here..."
Not stepping directly. Kiran continued to give her eyes to Rangga, who was smiling at her.
"Even she smiled at me. Did he eat wrong? Or what? I'm like seeing someone else, in him tonight" Kiran murmured inwardly.
"When did you get there? Shouldn't we go to your parents' house tomorrow morning?"
He gasped, and answered nervously.
"Baa..Alright Mas," replied Kiran stammered, with the footsteps she had brought, towards the bed.
The pillow that was in the grasp, Kiran put it back on the bed. Still feeling unconvinced, until the moment it would anchor the body on the bed, Kiran was so nervous.
"Good night, my..." Immediately say good night to Rangga, and turn the body facing the wall.
"I can't be lulled. After all, nine months away, we're divorced. I do love her, but I don't want to get too hurt, and cry when I leave this house. Because at any time, Mas Rangga's heart was filled only by Doctor Rani, yes only Doctor Rani, whom Mas Rangga loves," Kiran murmured inwardly.
Drifting in a turbulent heart, with a faithful body on its back. Feeling the movements of Rangga-Kiran pretending to sleep.
"You're asleep?"
Not answering, Kiran faithfully closed her eyes, constantly pretending to be asleep. When he was about to step into his dream realm, the black woman was shocked, when there was a hand coiled over her body.
"He hugged me? What does all this mean? Did he do it on purpose, so that I would love him more? To make it hard for me to forget when I split up?" bathin Kiran, half closed her eyes.
"Mas.." - Kiran.
"I'm tired Kiran...So sleep," said Rangga slowly. Although feeling uncomfortable, but Kiran still let Rangga's hand, coiled over her body. Allowing, until the gentle snoring of the man sounded. Time crawled, making Kiran also unable to withstand the drowsiness, until she fell asleep in Rangga's arms tonight.