
For only two hours I was closed, my body was shaken by the hand holding my arm. Scream gently, "Wake up, Jani. It's dawn." My eyes are heavy to open, my body is sore.
"Wake, Jani. Shower." Kaysan patted my shoulder.
I cleared my throat, blinked my eyes slowly. The light of the main light radiates with its brightness.
"Look at me." I covered my face with a blanket.
"Wake up, let's pray together." Take it while pulling my blanket, curling my nose to lose my breath.
Sure enough, I'm panting. With a hurry and a lazy feeling I got up and sat on the side of the bed. It's like early morning blue. Where the feelings of anxiety, anxiety, laziness, and unworthiness clash into one. A blend of flavors that disperse everything. I still want to go to bed and wake up tonight.
"Bring first, Rinjani."
"Hmmm..." I nodded, with a heavy heart I opened my eyes. I gasped, I forgot I wasn't wearing pants.
"Close your eyes, ma'am. Don't look at me!" I said worried. Especially last night we warm up under dim light. Now the main light is so highlighting my naughty body.
My eyes were looking for Kaysan.
He was sitting on a sofa, his hair was wet and already wearing Koko's shirt and sarong. Don't forget the black skull on his head.
I pulled the shirt I was wearing all the way down. Let it slip, I don't care.
"cheating." I walked up to him, wrenching the towel he was holding. He just replied with a smile.
"Find Mbok Darmi mas." I asked as I walked to the bathroom, Kaysan said yes, then walked out of the room.
It hasn't been three hours, I've been shampooing twice. I want to record a new record in my diary.
The sound of knocking on the door sounded, "Yes, for a moment." I said as I flushed my body under the shower. I don't know why I prefer a shower with a dipper, the sensation is more beautiful than bathing under a shower like this.
Done, I cupped my body in a towel. Opening the bathroom door, Kaysan stood on the doorstep carrying my backpack.
"Mbok Darmi put it in front of the door last night" he explained, handing me my backpack.
"Thank you for that." I entered the bathroom again, it would be ridiculous if I had to change in the main room, stared at Kaysan with his fierce eyes. Just imagine I've been goosebumps.
I came out of the bathroom, Kaysan was still standing while looking at me with a flat face.
"Former to get used to it."
I flinched, "I mean?"
"This is your room, you're free to do whatever you want here. Including changing clothes in the main room."
My throat was like choking on a stuck piece of salak, "Crazy." I said as I hurriedly walked towards the room. My hands have been rummaging through my bag to find Mukena.
Kaysan came, smiling cheerfully. "Are you ready?"
"Ready." I said steady.
Kaysan walked to the side of the room that looked relaxed, while holding two large prayer mats. He did his duty as a priest.
*
My drowsiness invites me to lie down again on the bed. However, the sound of knocking on the door of the room was heard after the two of us finished the dawn prayer.
"Who's the mas?" I asked with a confused face. Why so early there are already people who knock on the door of the room, what time is like the servants already have to do his job. Even last night I saw the servants also just rested after the event was over. They also have to clean up the remnants of the party last night, so what's the conclusion of life here to hold? Including me later, including Kaysan as well? It's amazingly shocking.
"Is she awake?" Mbok Darmi carries a tray containing two warm teas. Put it on the table near the sofa while bowing towards Kaysan and towards me. "Diminum ayu pump is still warm." I gawk, I don't usually get special treatment. This morning, in the morning that still did not emit sunlight, I realized that Rinjani had disappeared.
I looked at Kaysan who was just smiling, explaining nothing. Mbok Darmi who realized this awkwardness finally spoke up, "Every day 'den nice wake up at this hour and slalu found warm tea."
I nodded, "Thank you, Mbok." My smile develops. Because I don't know what else to say other than nodding, smiling.
"Mbok Darmi will be your servant, who will help you during this time. Learn well if not Mbok Darmi who will be punished by Ayahanda."
I looked at Mbok Darmi and Kaysan in turn, "Why am I not the one being punished? Why Mbok Darmi, that's not fair."
My eyebrows meet, "I'm Kaysan's responsibility."
"It's okay, you answer us both here.*de*n good, the car is ready."
I was surprised, even though my initial intention was to sleep again.
"Good, Mbok. Thanks though. Please tell Father and Mother that Kaysan and Rinjani will go to the villa by the beach."
Mbok Darmi smiled meaningfully, "Well, please have fun 'den, shah ayu." Mbok Darmi bowed and passed out of the room.
"Mas, where are we going?" I moved to the sofa after realising that I was just sitting on the side of the bed. Accompanying Kaysan who had not yet sipped his warm tea.
"Drink mas." I'll get her cup.
"Tomorrow you make warm tea, every morning after morning prayers."
This is nothing new to me, but it is truly my first wish after my status as a wife.
"Well, then what else?" I asked, instead of getting lost on the road. Uh, lost in confusion.
"Good morning kiss." Kaysan put the tea cup on the table, then looked at me spoiledly. Smiling hinted at something.
Kaysan put his forehead on my forehead, "Do it."
I swallowed my saliva hard, suddenly his eyes closed. Oh, my God, he was waiting for me to do that. I told him to kiss me once, but that was when I tested his lust. Now even I'm trapped in a situation 'like wanting to run but can't.'
I close my eyes and put my lips on her lips. "It's over." I said while blushing. Kaysan opened his eyes, "Alright. Enough for this morning. Let's go."
"Jani's going to sleep again."
"Let's sleep in the villa, as much as you can." Kaysan walked towards his closet, picked up some change of clothes and stuffed them into his backpack.
"Did you mean to take me on a honeymoon?" I smiled stiffly while following his steps.
"Want to?" Kaysan turned around while clutching my waist. Putting her lips in my ear.
"Last night of new trials, Rinjani. You'll be up in my bed tonight!"
My heart's blowing, if last night's test got me wet What's going on tonight.
My cheeks are as red as Cherry, I hid my face in her armpits. I don't know why these armpits are so opiate for me. What else are her armpit hairs, making me want to scream.
*
I tried to encourage myself when I was in front of my mother's belly button. Mom's grave looks prettier than the last time I came here, so many white roses and jasmine here. Kaysan said this is a family tomb, I was confused. If our marriage was a secret, why would Kaysan carry the body of his mother here instead of this would be a question mark among the rest of the family. I don't understand why it's so complicated for this story. It was even more complicated than my first love.
"Thank you for that." I smiled wryly, with a soft touch on my cheek.
"Mother will be happy if you smile sweetly and sincerely. Smile, Rinjani. Mother here is well guarded and prayed for royal servants. Relax, no one considers your mother someone else."
"Isn't this a secret? Even this cemetery is opened for grave pilgrimage. What if someone is suspicious?"
"Not to think about. Come on, I'm impatient." Kaysan's eyes glanced mischievously, I snorted in annoyance.
"We haven't had breakfast yet, let's carry me around like that." I said as I spread my hands, smiling widely.
"Rinjani, you fainted. I can't bear to leave you alone at the midnight funeral." Kaysan so dramatized the atmosphere, mocked me while flicking his finger at my forehead.
"Go alone." screeched while leaving me.
I complained to my mother's headstone, "Look mom, she's just romantic when she approaches me. He then ignored me." I smiled, my hand stroked my mother's headstone and then kissed her like she was peeping her cheek, "Jani said yes, Mom. Jani's gonna make grandchildren."
I did not expect Kaysan to hear my absurd chatter.
Like a lot of readers, let me be enthusiastic and diligent up ππ