My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 89. [Fucking twins ]

Love is full of secrets. Or Kaysan was deliberately keeping it a secret, so that I did not fall asleep with a hole of lies that slowly gnawed at trust.

*

The pias of the sun shone on the window glass, its light faintly hitting my body curled up in the arms of a puppet.

A warm morning.

My eyes slowly blinked, adjusting to the light conditions, as if pierced with a striking pink eye, I chose to close my eyes again for a moment.

Last night, Sadewa sillyly took my change of clothes, including my underwear. He frowned as he said, 'strange model', of course my face blushed in embarrassment. Only I, Kaysan, Sadewa, and the laundry courtier know my underwear model. But, it was only me using when I spent the night with Kaysan. I don't know why the bloated boy chose a little naughty underwear.

"What model is weird?" ask Nakula.

I put my index finger in front of my mouth, while blinking at Sadewa. He nodded, "Mbak must be safe, I leave it to you, my sister, whatever you want to take to where Madam Jani tonight." said Sadewa it is appropriate Patih the kingdom that gives authority.

"Sendiko Dhawuh, Kangmas." Nakula bent.

"Already if you want a way don't be here."

The three of us were in front of the gate, watched by Parto who was smiling widely. You see, he must know I'm in a mess.

"Nakul, come. It's cold."

"Yes." Yeah."

Be me right now, Hello Kitty's full pink hostel. It was a stark contrast to me who liked black, but I liked this doll even more. Looks like I brought home one may, to accompany my restlessness. I put my arms on the doll. I heard a knock on the door of the room.

I got up, tied my hair to the origin. For what Nakula came this early, even the lecture hours were still two hours away.

I opened the door, from below I saw the official fantofel shoes with the cloth pants he was wearing. The higher up it becomes clear who's coming to see me this early.

He wears a mask with sunglasses that wrap his eyes. Shut up, don't talk.

I snorted in annoyance, I opened the door wide and sat on the tapestry of Hello Kitty. Really, Hello Kitty's eyes are like watching my movements.

Kaysan closed the door tightly. He took off his mask and glasses, threw them away.

"Don't I tell you to stay in the room. Can't you obey her."

Kaysan didn't take off his shoes, I messianic with Hello Kitty who was stepped on by Kaysan's shoes.

"Sorry, Jani's wrong."

"Go home." Kaysan stroked my hair. "Don't touch! Not shower yet." I shook Kaysan's hand.

He was quite surprised by my reply.

"Go, I'll take you to college."

"Just go to work, my college hours are still two hours away. There's a task I haven't done. After all, not having a lot of responsibilities with work, Jani does not want to be considered a hindrance."

I opened my backpack, pulled out my laptop and opened it. In the Microsoft word column, there's already an answer to a question I didn't finish last night. I turned to Kaysan, "You're the one who answered this, mas?" Kaysan just nodded.

"Other times let Rinjani do it alone."

"How does it feel to sleep alone, Jani?"

Oh, my God, what's on his mind.

"I'm not alone, I'm with your shadow.

What about you, Mas? Seatap with Nurmala Sari." I'm still busy typing something on the laptop keyboard.

"Turn back and look at me, Rinjani." Kaysan held my shoulder. I sighed deeply, then turned towards Kaysan.

"How does it feel, Mom? Say." I ventured to look at Kaysan, diving into the look in his eyes.

"I'm just thinking of you, I'm lonely without you."

What breakfast was Kaysan, until his lips eloquently said romantic snobs. At this stage I still don't believe.

"Mas seems to be sleep-deprived, or mas is too happy after meeting Nurmala Sari. Go to work, Jani will go ride the ojek online."

Kaysan gripped my hand, "Anged."

"Not angry."

"Then why is your face crooked?"

I took Kaysan's mask and glasses. Wear it.

"Go, Jani will come home when things calm down."

I smiled wryly, "There is nothing wrong with Nurmala Sari, here is only my position that has not been considered certain. It's okay, Jani likes it like this, at least there's time for me to breathe a moment from the rules at home."

Kaysan hugged me, "Patience my lover, I know you're depressed with all this."

"Have gone there. Jani wants to take a shower, after all Jani has to say hello to the new neighbors at this hostel." I pushed his body, but it didn't even budge from its place.

"It seems like a lot of sin, a lot of weight." I complained as I opened my backpack, yes, picked up a bundle of underwear and my change of clothes. Jeans, white T-shirt and black blazer.

"I'm waiting" he said, taking off his shoes.

"No need! I took a long shower, an hour."

"Prove it."

My man is a bitch. He even coolly opened his suit, draped it on a hanger behind the door.

"Go there, this is a Muslim boarding house. Mas, wanting to desecrate my chastity, tarnish my pride for being in a room with men." I walked into the bathroom, even a foot mat with Hello Kitty. Oh, my God, the towels are, too. Nakula is what's wrong with you.

I finally took a shower with the dipper again, my frog soul still stuck, and I was happy. But not after I put on my change of clothes, this G-STRING CD makes my butt itch so much. What else BHnya, lace.

I want to curse Sadewa, stupid.

I came out of the bathroom, saw Kaysan actually lay himself on the bed.

"Want to work or sleep again?" I asked while reaching for a backpack looking for powder and lipmatte.

"Just feel your bed, whether it's comfortable or not. Looks like I can sleep here for a while."

"Sleep, Rinjani will go to college. Don't forget the tight key."

"Some company." Kaysan patted a pillow nearby.

My forehead flinched, "No need to fuck around!"

"No. I just want to replace the missed night."

I sighed, how could I obey Nakula to be elegantly angry. His words do a lot of doctrines to my brain.

I slept next to Kaysan. Hugging his body wrapped in batik shirt striated motif. Many times he yawned, then closed his eyes.

"Sir.. puk." And then my body went into the warm embrace.

I patted his shoulders, until a soft snoring sounded. Kaysan is really sleeping. I complained.

I put his hands away, I kissed his cheeks too. "If you know you, I'm not only depressed by the rules, but I'm also depressed by the feelings. I have to stem the tears, because I know being you is not easy, let alone being me now. Aren't we both struggling to cultivate feelings that sometimes make us feel like we have no other way to play with the situation."

*

I was already at the college, I saw Nakula and Sadewa walking hand in hand.

"Twin.." call me screaming, they turn. Sadewa looked at me from top to bottom, chuckling.

"Shut up!" She knows what I'm wearing, little saru probably thought.

"Did Kaysan not sleep last night?"

"Why?"

"Mas Kaysan sleeps in the hostel, I leave him there."

Sadewa and Nakula patted the jidat simultaneously, "Mas Kaysan did not sleep last night, only traders played games while doing college assignments, Ma'am."

"Then how is Nurmala Sari?"

"Sleep at the main house."

"Then what day will Nurmala Sari visit again at home?"

"No, but tomorrow night Sunday."

"Yes! I can sleep in the hostel with Anisa, I can also meet Nina." I cheered happily.

"Mbak sure? Tomorrow night Sunday Nurmala Sari will dance."

"Dancing with Kaysan mas, like when they were little."

I patted my head, these two damn twins are not good at keeping secrets or covering up something that ignites my jealousy.

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