My boy's introvert

47. Laps

At noon, the weather was very hot. Sunlight shone on the tall building. Like swimming in sweat while in a sauna. Jhon resisted the heat and sweat that continued to pour itself.

"It's very hot, in this room there's no AC. When did they all leave? I could die of heat and lack of oxygen here. Very stuffy."

Jhon blew niup into his shirt, wagged his shirt until Jhon finally took off his shirt. The room was not ventilated at all. Jhon tried calling Amel.

Honey, pick up your phone.

Jhon hoped to be anxious, hoping that Amel would immediately answer his call.

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Amel, who was following lunch with his family and Aldo, immediately choked to see his phone ringing. Amel was busy thinking of a way to get her husband out of the barn.

"All right now, excuse me, there's a call from the office." Amel rewinded his chair and stood up while raising the call of Jhon.

"Hallo, yes Selly. Say it now." Amel fabricated the conversation in front of his parents.

"Darling, I'm so hot in here. When are they going home?" John whispered to Amel.

" Patience baby, after lunch I'll try to distract them."

"You must be really hungry, right? you haven't taken a shower either.hhh I'm so sad to remember you're in there." Amel continued, Sighing his long breath.

"So soon find a way to take them away before I pass out in this room." John began to whine in the conversation.

"Dear, yes in a moment. Iloveyou! Bye."

Amel closed his call because his mother had knocked on the door to enter Amel's room. Amel was a little confused as if he was being caught red-handed. But Amel distracts the mother by putting on a normal face.

"Darling, Amel. We go home first, son. Your father still has business. We will often visit you here." Amel's mother hugged Amel.

"Sorry mom, I left lunch with you. There's a lot of business in the office this late." Amel rubbed the back of the mother in his deck.

"What's wrong, I understand your busyness. Just like your dad is always busy." Mommy said as she let go of hugs and occasionally looked at her daughter's pity.

"Thank you for your understanding, Mother. You're the best." Amel gently rubbed the hand of the mother who was holding him to get out of the room.

Amel led Mom, Dad, Grandma and Aldo to the front door. I feel a little relieved because Amel is not as sad as he thinks. It was his mother's concern that led him to Amel. Trying to give a new spirit to his daughter.

"I'm happy you're okay. Do not despair or fall. Men don't just have Jhon Athaa in this world." Mother's advice was spoken while continuing to walk out.

"Mother-in-law, your words are razor sharp. It's like a trmbus krjantung." Jhon sighed in annoyance and muttered to himself. Still in the barn.

Another with the grandmother who spoke too much but showed sympathy to the only grandchild who owned it.

"Get yourself good." Said Grandma who walked while being embraced by Amel.

"Yes Nek." A smile pokes beautifully at the tip of the lips.

"Don't hesitate to look for me if you want a shoulder to lean on." Aldo offered to accompany Amel even if Amel needed a shoulder.

"Currently, how many shoulders did you sell Aldo? Amel beware if you respond. I'll punish you."John listened carefully to their conversation.

Amel only nodded in doubt at Aldo's words.

"Aldo shut your mouth before my husband went berserk and ate the wooden chair that was there. Eh, is Jhon a termite? If you're angry eat wood."

Amel was busy with the inner struggle in his heart.

"Don't hesitate to call Dad if anyone isn't wearing anything for you."

"Definitely Dad", Amel immediately embraced the father lovingly.

Amel sent his parents away until they left. Amel waved and gave the best smile to all of them.

Amel rushed to the warehouse. Amel opened the door in a hurry, Inside the warehouse Jhon was already soaked in sweat. John immediately ran to the bathroom.

"Gosh, it's finally out too. It's like a bomb ready to explode." Jhon stroked his stomach out of the bathroom.

Jhon was bare-chested because he was still wet with sweat. John sat on the sofa next to Amel. John broke down and lay down on the sofa. Amel's thighs became his pillow.

"Have they really left?" Jhon rubbed his wife's thigh gently.

"Ehem..." Amel nodded.

"Nothing, let's just say we're playing hide and seek." John tried to smile.

ting.....

The doorbell sounded.

"Let me open it." John stood up and saw who was behind the door.

Instantly Jhon ran again into the warehouse. Amel was confused and surprised to run after her husband. Nervous Amel locked the door of the warehouse hurriedly. John was very surprised by the arrival of his mother-in-law.

"Mother, what's wrong? why come back again?" Amel opened the door with his face.

"Is there anything left?" Amel followed behind his mother.

"Mobile phone, mother's phone is left behind. Mom diced it earlier.

Mom walked towards her phone that was still in her casing. Mother glanced at the nipple lying on the front floor of the warehouse door.

Well, that's Jhon's shirt why is it in the pour anyway?

Amel suddenly diverted the attention of the mother with his silly attitude. The white shirt is Jhon's favorite shirt. The price is quite expensive and the darling makes the shirt mean for Jhon.

"Oh I thought, ma'am, I was mopping the floor when I came here. That's why I'm a little bit of a snooper." Amel continued rubbing the floor with the expensive white T-shirt.

In the room Jhon clingukan and felt his body. Jhon remembered earlier when running into the bathroom the shirt fell off his shoulder.

God, I'm selinku now a lap mop. What will he look like later. Jhon patted his head while saying kamit in the warehouse.

I'm sorry baby, your favorite sweatshirt is now a lap mop.

Amel looked down and sat down while continuing to rub the floor with a white T-shirt that still smells typical of her husband's body.

Regret also accumulates in the ubun Amel. That expensive sweatshirt is now a worthless thing. The sweatshirt that Amel used to wear when he fell into the pool. The shirt has a lot of stories and now it is also part of their love story.

"Which is clean when mopping, look at that there is a drink spill like it. And here.." Mother arrived to reach for the lap mop Amel and wipe the stove they used to cook last afternoon.

The splashes of oil, chili and turmeric that stick to the walls and stove quickly disappear instantly. Mom wiped everything clean.

"What cleaning fluid do you use? it smells good, I like it." Mother Cletuk still held and slightly kissed the white cloth.

*That's the smell of my mother's perfume, not the cleaning fluid. Where there is a cleaning fluid smells as fragrant as that. All the women will hunt. Oh, my God, I'm no longer happy with how my husband's expression will be. How am I supposed to?

Don't let mom open up and find out if it's a man's T-shirt*.

Amel immediately took the cloth from his mother's hand. Mother scrunched her forehead in wonder.

"Let me clean up. I'll just grab mom's phone. Do you like the smell of this cleaning fluid?"

"I'll buy it." Amel smiled at my mother.

"Alright, alright. I'm home." Mom kissed Amel's cheek and walked out.

Amel led mom out to the parking lot.

"I'll send it to the house tomorrow ma'am, the cleaning fluid." Amel looked sweetly at his mother's face with his faint smile.

"Okay, I'm waiting." Mom got in the car and waved at Amel.

"Tone." Amel returned mother's wishes.

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Amel opened the door of the barn and looked down lethargic. Jhon immediately ran to find his favorite T-shirt with hope to be anxious.

"My skin, you're like this. No!!" Jhon looked disappointed at his beloved sweatshirt.

"Sorry, there's no other way. Than to get caught by mom if you're in this room."

"Let me wash this." Amel tried to clean up the mess on the white shirt.

"Jeez, this is this . This is a stain of chili, oil, turmeric. How can you say?" Jhon whines like a toddler.

"Darling, we'll buy it again." Rayu Amel hugging Jhon.