LOVE SLAVE

Nine

Sunday came, the day that Ammar would come as promised a week ago.

It was as if I had not expected his arrival.

At 8am I locked myself in my room. Not shower, not tidying up the room, not yet this. I don't feel like I'm getting out of this bed. Just staring blankly at the ceiling of the room. Still with my high ego, my phone is off.

I wrote the wall clock in my room, it's 08:15 Wita.

It's getting uncomfortable not to take a shower today, or maybe I didn't take a shower when Ammar might actually be coming today, I so had a reason to make him deliberately wait a long time to meet me. But, ah already. I'll take a shower.

After the bath, with a pajama towel as usual I flick my hair that is still wet after shampooing. Then there was a knock on the door from outside.

Must be mom, I thought.

Tok tok. . .

The sound of the door coming back on the knock. But if it's mom, why don't you call me? Hmm. . Surely Farel is starting to prank me.

Tok tok. . .

Back to the door knocking.

"Is mother outside? Go to Bun. . . Fanny's still drying her hair." I tried to answer the knocking sound of the door from outside.

Still silent, without a sound. But this time the sound of knocking on the door was getting louder, I was annoyed to hear it. I hurried over to open it with the position I was still wearing a pyjama towel and half wet hair unraveling.

And...

" The Surprise !!! Happy birthday Honey, "

Someone was standing right in front of my door, with a large bucket of white roses, and a large blue-white Dholpin doll.

Yes. . true. He's Ammar, the man I've been in love with all this time, but also betrayed me this time. I was stunned silently without a word seeing her smile sweetly before my eyes this second, as if without feeling guilty given the sound of the recording.

It dawned for a moment that I clenched my lips, then. . .

Bruakkk !!!

I shut the door back hard while Ammar was still standing there.

My chest is tight, I'm sitting on a dresser chair. I looked at my face in front of the mirror.

What... what huh? why did you just close the door. Hey. . The person you've been missing all this time instead of standing in front of you this second? Thenwhat? Come. . Quickly change your clothes, dress up as beautiful as possible so that he will regret later having betrayed you.

Bathin I continued to thrash, forcing me to meet Ammar who was now possible, still standing full of wonder in front of my bedroom door.

"Fanny... Are you mad at me? Come out, if I make you angry, if I've been doing something wrong, let's talk, baby. Don't stay quiet and turn away from me,"

Ammar's voice sounded soft and soft from out there, making my heart even more uneasy. Pacing back and forth in the room, then the sound of mother from outside.

"Honey, you don't know what's going on between you right now. If the problem is severe, reach out and solve both. Mother and Father will be out for a while, you speak well of your problems as adults. Come out, Fanny,"

Now I'm more shaken, hearing the voice of my mother from outside the room which was then followed by the voice of my father to Ammar.

"Om same aunt has a business outside for a while, titip Fanny yes. Be good, om hope when you arrive home you have made up".

Back Ammar knocked on the door and called me softly.

" Fanny, pliss. . Don't giniin me, pliss out. "

I am still with a high ego silent with a firm heart defense.

It's a punishment for you Ammar, when far away you've been confused how to contact me right, while my phone accidentally turns off.

And until finally I am in front of your eyes now, still remain silent without explanation. Thought me in the heart.

But.. You know, you know, no strong woman maintains her heart to remain silent avoiding someone she loves if she still continues to seduce you gently over and over again until Ammar's voice is completely inaudible any more.

I rushed to wear casual clothes with pants only sepaha only. My hair was combed with a long decomposition, still half wet.

Without makeup, just polishing my favorite nude liptint a little on my lips, I spray my favorite Parisian cologne spray.

I opened the door in a hurry because I thought I would be able to catch up to Ammar if he had left.

But no, I saw Ammar still faithfully waiting for me to stand at the door, with both hands holding a doll and a flower bucket.

Ammar looked at me with a happy and relieved expression.

I looked at her deeply.

Bathin me. . .

Ammar. . . You know how much I miss you Ammar. Until I miss it, it stifles me slowly. But all your treachery, it's more like killing me from head to toe .

" Fanny. . . I. . ."

" Help me if you really miss ".

Spontaneously I preceded Ammar's speech which then rushed to hug me tightly, very.

I closed my eyes in his warm embrace, aaakh. . . This scent of the body, nothing has changed from this fragrance. I hope your heart is also Ammar.

Ammar kissed me gently on my forehead, smelling my whole face. I smiled amusedly made him look up at her.

" Fanny, just this time you drive me crazy every second. You suddenly change, turn off your phone instantly, you don't even tell me at all, until the second that I'm in front of your eyes, you still inhabit me Fanny. What was? talk to me."

Ammar continued to babble my mendette, occasionally hugging.

Then nag again, hugging again nagging again, just keep going until I really don't know where to start. I just smiled forcefully at this behavior.

" Eh baby, you. . Why do you look so skinny? Are you sick, are you really on medication or. . . Why did you change so drastically? " Ammar was holding both cheeks, groping all over me, my body in endless swirls making me dizzy.

"Ehm.. Ammar, Hey hey. Why do you keep showering me with so many questions, then how do I take care of him one by one Ammar?" I stopped his hand that kept twirling my body.

Ammar fell silent, pursing his lips.

" I'm fine, it's just that I'm a little tired, sleep-deprived, this week insomania attacks me. so I'm less restless and don't eat well enough."

As Ammar gently kissed my lips, I was stunned.

" I miss you. I'm sorry if I've been less than good and less than optimal in paying attention to you, this long distance relationship is enough to burden you dear, I'm sorry. Be patient for a moment, I want to have you as whole."

I stared at Ammar's face. I saw her eyes glazed over, I smiled in response to her words.

I turned my talk to a flower bucket and a big Dholpin doll in his arms.

" Hey. is this for me? aaaaah .so sweet. The doll is funny. . Can I hug you?" Ask Ammar. Ammar realized and gave it to me.

Then I kissed the white rose in my left hand, I felt the delicate fragrance of the flower.

Aaaah. . . very fragrant. I liked it, then I hugged and kissed the dholpin doll in my right hand, it was so big it didn't fit in my arms.

Then Ammar pulled back the Dholpin in a furious tone.

" Don't make me jealous. Why are you so smiling so sweetly at this doll, while you're with your boyfriend. I hate to see it, should I mutilate this doll huh? " Ammar pouted beating up the doll.

I laughed at her cute attitude. Jeez god.. It turns out he can also be this cute. As if he had forgotten, he was a teacher. I just keep holding back the laughter. Then peeking his cheek, Ammar was stunned. Surprised with reflexes, he looked at me.

Then we hugged back, with a friendly kiss on my lips.

Ah. . I finally let go of my longing and with a heart that still asks this doubt.

Hah. . . Now, I'm getting scared. Afraid to start a conversation. Regarding the recording, is this the right time I ask or. . . I have to wait again?

When do I wait for him? as far as Ammar and Nayla are closer?

In the end, it is still me who will lose and be hurt.

Ah but, this is not the right time if you immediately mendettenya. Let this longing be channeled first, be patient for a moment, my heart. . .