Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)

SS. 41. Berjung Seneng

Not felt, the night is getting late. Nindya had already begun to settle down in her sleep.

Eerghemc ... Eerghemc ...

I don't know why Tata's throat feels dry. Thirst is no longer stifled. Slowly he left the hard-pressed Nindya in his dream.

His footsteps were fixed on a minibar that was near the middle room. He poured one glass of warm water to wet his esophagus.

"Alhamdulillah." Lirih.

"Loh, really. Mr. Al's office is lit." He said to himself, as he walked back to his room.

Tata walked towards the room he had just called, only to make sure that no thieves or unknown people entered the workspace Alfatih.

"It's unlocked." He muttered to himself, as the door handle easily opened.

He slowly opened the door of Alfatih's study, which was not closed perfectly.

'No one.' Thought in the heart. His eyes rolled out to every corner of the room, but none of them found any life in them.

Aarggghhh !

"I'm a good person, I don't fuck !" He shouted as someone patted him on the shoulder.

Like a talkative man he cried out for mercy. Half squatting in the doorway. His body that had not fully entered the workspace Alfatih, gini began to be pushed inward by the footsteps of someone.

"Continue saying good people peek here ?" Ask someone who is definitely Tata memorized his voice.

The reflex he turned his head up, sure enough, was the voice of Alfatih his master who was standing upright, right behind him.

"Sir Al, just startle." Dongkol.

"I should be shocked, why are you here !"

"Yes, I saw Mr. Al's workspace bright. I think there's a thief or a stranger these nights." Her story without daring to look at her interlocutor.

Seeing a glass of water in his hand, maybe just like him who felt thirsty while sleeping. So Al left his room to get a glass of drinking water.

'But why don't I see anyone at the mini bar ?' The side of his heart was astonished.

'Oh ... Maybe Mr. Al went to the toilet or to the front before returning to his study.' Comment on the other side of his heart.

"Where are the brave men who broke into my workspace. There's you who's nosy in and out of people's work spaces." Al ngedumel himself.

"It's just angry." Tata said softly, while trying to escape from the side of Al.

"What did you just say ?" Gertak.

The burly body with both strong hands managed to hold Anita back from being able to break out of her study.

"I, I, don't say anything." He took a step back, two steps back. So that makes it easier for Al to close the door more tightly.

Not the fear that Gata was feeling right now, but I don't know what was rumbling in his heart.

Especially after knowing if Mr. Al whom he respects, is not the husband of people. But a single man who must be the dream of every woman.

'Uuuffghhh. What is this feeling, why is my chest pounding.' The complaint in the heart.

If only Al could hear the rumbling in his heart, he would have already become a laughingstock by now.

Bbrrruuuukkk !

His steps came to a halt after his waist stumbled upon a sofa lined up neatly in the study.

Hhhiiiissss !

His grimace, as if regretting his backward steps.

While Al casually leaned on the tightly closed door. Both of his hands were crossed, his eyes were mischievous, his smile as if laughing at the fear of the natural Order.

"Do you feel like you're in a safe place ?" Al's question sounded muddled.

"The deeper you move, the easier the tiger will prey on you. Aaaarrrggghhh ... !" Her bluff.

I don't know what Al's gonna do to her right now. But clearly, there was no fear in his heart. Tata believes, Al is not a person who likes to take advantage of the situation.

Feeling that his soul was no longer threatened, Tata stepped her foot faster and half ran and tried to open the door.

Again, Al managed to get it.

"Not Mr. Al, not." Stimulants.

"Mahaha ... What am I going to do, so you ask for mercy." Kidding around.

Al grew even more up as Tata began to get scared and ducked holding his head.

"It turns out, behind your stubborn soul, there is still fear." He said while extending his hand.

With hesitation, Tata grabbed the helping hand of the handsome man in front of her. The gaze of Al's eyes that had been indifferent turned softer.

His smile intermittently mocked, gini turned shahdu. Enchanted every eye that looked at him.

No exception with Tata, the roar in his heart became more and more. The expected outstretch of hands could support his body, instead making his footsteps unsteady.

Deg ...

Back his tiny body was buried in the chest of a field of Alfatih. They looked at each other for a long time, admiring each other.

'Oh Allah..What creature is in front of me right now ? Why does my heart feel shaky when I look at both eyes.' said Tata in the heart.

Perhaps Al's hand supporting his body was getting heavy. He lifted up slowly, hoping to help Tata stand back perfectly.

The closer, the more make the system wrong behavior. His eyes closed, his lips slightly opened, his hair was getting creepy.

"Are you more comfortable I'm treating you like this ?" Bisik Al makes Tata's consciousness return.

Al removed his hand from the shoulder he had been leaning on his body. Tata who tried to tidy up her clothes, could not hide the shame on her face.

"I saw Dya first sir, afraid of waking up." He tried to avoid.

"What's after that, you'll come back to this place again ?" Ask teasingly.

The door that had been tightly closed, he began to open wide. Tata passed without having to answer Al's question.

"Good night Miss." Candidates again.

"Night Sir." He said as he passed towards Nindya's room.

Haaaahhhh ....

Al laid his body on the sofa, when Tata had disappeared from the sight of his eyes.

He smiled to himself, as he recalled the incident they had just experienced. For Al, Tata is not a caregiver she should treat like everyone else.

But somehow she should not know. Sometimes there are other feelings that make Al can not be far from him.

'Is it possible, she also has the same feeling as me ?' Thought in the heart.

'Or, it could be that my observation was wrong. Even so, I can't throw her out of my mind.' Al complained in his heart.

So did Anita, like a girl who was drunk with romance. He collapsed his body, though he could not close his eyes.

'What exactly is going on inside her ? Why did his eyes change when he was so close to me ? Ah, if only I could open her heart and see what's in it.' Tata muttered between the sheets of the night.

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