Mr. Ustadku

Where's she?

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Roy's door opened from the outside without a knock. Who else could be as arbitrary as if not Selsa. Roy scrunched his forehead when he saw an uninvited guest who never came to his room if not called.

Selsa stepped gontai towards the sofa was without turning to the owner of the room who was still observing the motion – gerikiknya. Selsa threw her rough body on her stomach over the soft and wide sofa.

“ What's up ? “ baritone Roy's voice finally sounded too because of his curiosity.

‘ What's he doing here ? As I recall, I didn't call him. Tumben him here. ‘ Inner Roy.

“ Want to sleep. “ replied Selsa is not so clear because he faced toward the back of the sofa to make his mouth slightly squashed.

Roy again frowned hearing the – late answer of the sister.

“ Sleep ? “ beonya. “ Is there no work anymore ? “ ask Roy back.

“ Hm. “ Selsa berdehem. “ Laper people where can think of work ? “ continued.

“ If you are hungry, why not go to a restaurant ? “ said Roy.

“ More fasting. Where to go to restaurant noon – noon gini. “ replied Selsa.

“ Fasting ? “ asked Roy as if in disbelief. “ You fasting ? “ ask again.

“ Hem. “ Selsa berdehem.

“ Sure ? What fasting ? “ ask Roy back.

“ Don't forget, what month is it ? Usually brother also fasts. “ replied Selsa.

Roy is a little surprised to hear Selsa call him sister. Didn't you hear me wrong ? Roy looked out through the large glass behind him.

Not cloudy. The sun shines brightly. Inner Roy. Now Roy thinks, what's wrong with the brother ? Is it because he's fasting so his brain is a bit short?

“ Pu-fasting lah. “ replied Roy stammered as if he still did not believe. “ I mean, usually you never fast in Ramadan. “

“ Ck ! Noisy brother. “ Selsa turned her head until now she can see the face of the sister. “ Brother forgot, who is my husband ? Who's my in-laws ? “ continued Selsa while emnatap the older brother was careless.

“ So you have to fast ? “ ask Roy back.

“ Yes no. “ Selsa not accept. “ I tuh lillahi ta’ala ngelakuinnya. I'm still in the process of migrating if my in-laws say. “ explained Selsa.

“ Ah, sister is not fun! “ complained. “ Noisy know. I'm laper, thirsty too. His intention here is to sleep. He said that sleeping after fasting can get rewards. Uh, brother even made sure to talk mulu. There are more and more laper just as thirsty I. “ whine spoiled but with his sweet lips.

“ Mean ? I was possessed by that ? Sis, in the month of Ramadhan shuh shetan same genie in handcuffs same Allah SWT. So it is impossible to disturb humans. “ upset Selsa.

“ Yes .. I kind of feel how it is. You really, call me brother ? “ asked Roy while staring fixedly at Selsa. Inwardly, he hoped that Selsa would not answer him with a strange answer.

“ How the hell is it ? He said he wanted to call his brother. Turn now I've been kind enough to call brother, in a strange word, is that it ? “ sumpang Selsa.

“ Yes .. “

“ Noisy ah. Can I just sleep here ? “ cut Selsa.

“ Why not in your husband's room ? There is also a sofa in the room, right ? “ asked Roy chose not to discuss the call issue earlier.

“ Mas Elyas is noisy. If in his room he, instead of me sleeping, there even wants to make the khilaf mulu. He's weird now. I have a new hobby of seduction. Kesel, right ? “ cerocos Selsa. He turned his body again into a slant facing the sofa.

“ Brother don't talk anymore. I want to get the reward first. Entar in the wake pas already want to run out of office hours. “ added Selsa and before long, sounding soft snoring from his mouth.

Roy looked at Selsa's back with a faint smile. Since Mr. Manoj married his brother, but also the owner of his heart, Roy has made peace with the situation. He was slowly able to get rid of his love for his sister.

He resumed his work which had been delayed. With both of his eyes that occasionally glanced towards the sofa. Just to see if the little brother is sleeping comfortably or not. When he saw the sleeping brother curled up like he was feeling cold, he stood up while carrying the suit he had put on the back of his chair.

Roy walked closer to the sofa. He watched the beautiful face of his sister for a moment. The face that for many years – years always accompany the day – days even though only in his shadow, now true – is already haram for him to have. Because the girl is already halal for others.

Roy got rid of some of the children's hair that covered Selsa's right cheek. He smiled thinly. It felt like he was so eager to touch that smooth cheek. But unfortunately, his hand stopped in midair. He soon regained his senses from his fascination.

He then slipped his suit into Selsa's upper body, and walking back to his desk, he took the AC remote, then raised his temperature. After that, he returned to work and let his sister enjoy her nap.

Downstairs, Elyas looks upset. He glanced at the watch in his hand a few times, then looked at the door. It was almost 1 pm, but someone who usually always came to him when the break arrived, did not come.

Elyas is waiting for his wife, Selsa. Usually when the clock shows at half 12 pm, his wife will definitely come to his room just to sleep. Looking for reward he said. But this afternoon, until the long needle pointed at the number 1, he did not see the nose of the wife and her whining.

It turns out this is what it feels like if you do not hear the whining and babbling of the wife. Usually if Selsa enters his room, Elyas will breathe as much air as – lots and gather energy to answer all the whining of the wife. He always thought why his wife should come to him every day.

But now, when the wife did not reveal the trunk of her nose, Elyas looked riled up. There was an empty space in his heart when he did not see and hear the babbling of his wife.

Rather than be in curiosity, Elyas got up from his seat, and walked to the door. After he got out of the room, the first thing he did was look at the wife's desk. And it turned out to be empty. Elyas's forehead frowned.

Where is she ? ask in the heart.

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