LOVE WITHOUT SPACE
THE DANGER IS THAT WHEN IT COMES TO
“Mas I rem first yes,” say goodbye Ayya. After the prayer isya Ayya pamit sleep first.
“Ya,” Mukti replied slowly. He did not want Ayya far away from him even if he only went into the room. But he is also eager to get back to the materials he is working on. Stay finishing and then ready to perform.
“This later make working cement,” Ayya prepare one bottle of plain water and one small plate of boiled yam in a small tray.
‘Tadi said he wanted to nyiapin nasi capcay, but it turns out that only sweet potato boiled,’ Inner Mukti. Of course he did not want to complain directly to the lover of hatina. He just accepts everything that is caught.
‘Still good now there are ready, previously there was nothing. If I don't ask for sure, Ms. Pinem also doesn't love anything!’ Mukti realizes that and is grateful for everything he has right now.
“Mas maem first yuk,” invite Ayya to break the silence of the night. It is now 01.30 WITA.
“Loh, are you awake?” mukti asked in shock to see her lover standing before her eyes.
“Iya, I set the alarm at 01.00 to cook,” Ayya replied. Mukti followed Ayya.
‘Crazy this would-be wife belain wake up set an alarm just for my masakin. What if I was a wife try? Aaaah .. make me can't wait to get her,’ said Mukti in her heart while following Ayya who walked to the dining table.
“Menu kayak gini not good if cold, so I made a new. Sorry yes there is only ungkep chicken that I fried the same capcay kuah,” said Ayya while scooping a little nassi into the dish.
“You ate ya?” pinta Mukti's.
“Nggak Mas, enough Mas. I'm done until I finish.”
“Nevent need to be cemented is also okay. You just sleep,” explained Mukti.
“Nnothing Mas. After this I sleep again really,” reject Ayya.
Mukti becomes unpleasant because Ayya is forced to wake up to cook herself.
“Or are you out of this while sleeping huh? Wake up tomorrow morning. Mas lack of sleep,” Ayya warned Mukti to take care of himself.
“Ya has finished this Mas sleep deh. It's good to sleep while weaving,” Goda Mukti.
“Iya, weaved in a dream,” Ayya replied.
‘Neither danger how? It must be a danger to my heart! I must have been stubborn and could not crumple,’ Ayya said in her heart. Just think that his heart was moving faster.
“Have ah no need to neko-neko,” said Ayya.
“Promise not to Yank. Just hug. Let her sleep well,” pinta Mukti seriously.
‘What if I want to be able to sleep if hugged?’ say Ayya again. He really doesn't know what to do.
‘Wah looks terrible now. All must be expressed can not avoid so aja,’ Ayya's determination.
“How to sleep well Mas, if Mas hugs?”
“Yes are warm. So it must be good,” said Mukti while eating. She looked at the face in front of her because Ayya was indeed sitting across from her desk.
“What's not the back? In fact, it can not even rejuvenate Mas.”
“Kok even so can not rem?” ask Mukti. He really didn't understand why he couldn't sleep.
“How to sleep if deg-degan,” said Ayya with a reddened face. she lowered her head not daring to look at the face of her fiance.
Mukti laughed again. He uyel-uyel tops Ayya's head in a fit of anxiety.
“Yes Allah Yank. Just hugged aja deg-degan,” reply Mukti.
“Make Mas may have been used to hug women even more than that. But make me weird. I'm serious about it so I can't break it. So better not.”
“If you can know very well what your prediction is, it must be trial and error,” said Mukti.
“Mas has promised you will not be anything.”
“No need to promise Mama Yank. That needs to be a promise to yourself. I promise you that I do not do anything. Really just a hug,” said Mukti.
Ayya looked at Mukti's eyes who were looking at him she looked for honesty there and she saw the shade of her fiance's eyes.Ayya finally just kept quiet. Mukti thinks it's a permit.
