My husband is possessive

16. Kirana

The night began to crawl up. I helped my mom cook in the kitchen. Kirana was working part time in her room. Haikal and Ren were either discussing what was in the tv room.

After dinner, Ren and I were in the room. This is my room, nothing has changed from this room. Maybe only the people changed. Usually Haikal who uses this room now, he took refuge because he said my room is bigger than his.

“Ren don't want to sleep, right?” I knew he was rolling on the bed.

“Where are you going?” it's been pouting his face, you know what my question means.

“Mau to room Kirana.”

“Aaaa, accompany me first. We talked to him.” His hand was outstretched, preventing me from leaving.

“You chat business women dear. Hehe.” I took his hand. He pulled until I landed in his arms.

“Cium first here.”

“How many times.” For a long time, he may not let me go.

“A hundred times.”

“Crazy yes you.”

He chuckled, making her let me go was by obeying him. Do what you want Ren.

... ***...

Ren joins mom and dad in the tv room. While I'm going to Kirana's room. Yeah, we haven't talked to each other in a long time. If you say familiar, Haikal and I are much closer. Very close.b.Then my relationship with Kirana falls into the category of good. He still often confides in me about his school problems. Although not on personal matters, I don't know, maybe it's like that. Unlike me who is close to my mother and tells my problems with my mother, she is not like that. Most kids today are probably so. Updates in social media can make them more happy than confiding with the mother.

This is Kirana's room. Taraa! We'll be entering Kirana's zone in a moment.

“Assalamaicum. Deck.” I knocked on the door before opening it.

And this is Kirana's room. I entered after he answered my greetings.

Kirana my sister is a 2nd grader of SMU. Her regular job as a student, her part-time job as a fangirl. He used most of his pocket money to do his duty as a fan. In his room there were many posters unfurled against the wall. The bookshelf has been conjured into a CD rack. Well this is one of the things that makes me think hard about the usefulness of his hobby m this one. I haven't been able to find the logical entry point where.

He bought his favorite group CD not just a piece of two but in pieces. He said this was to help his idol increase the number of album sales. And the problem is I also rarely see him listening to music through CDs. He streams on music apps and vidio players. Well look at it all the electronic devices are on.

“Kak Aya, enter Kak” he turned to me who was still staring at his room.

“What's wrong?” i approached.

“Project streaming 50 million views.” Moreover, this I frowned. 50 million, you know, a lot.

I sat on his bed. Picking up the phone he was using streaming.

which “Bias are you?” you know my tits are biased business. Although I like to watch the drama but I really do not know the business of music.

“This Kak.” He grabbed his hp. Turn off the vidio and slide into the social media fan acc account. Waww followers are not less than Ren's. “Cakep right,” said excited. It's like mothers talk about their children's success. Eyes sparkling.

“Hehe cute too. Uh, don't tell brother yes.” I grabbed his arm.

“Haha sorted out Brother, brother will be possessive very later kiki not be given pocket money later.” Haha, your deck also knows the nature of your brother-in-law.

“Haha, you are this.” There is no difference with his brother Haikal if the affairs of pocket money.

“See here you read the comic in Mangatoon there is a story that looks very similar to your brother. Possessive husband title. Cooking jealous with idols. Funny is like Renan.”

“That's it, but it's still saucy Ren.” I said commenting on the picture.

“Idih.” He smiled and then laughed.

Kirana wakes up when the vidio on her laptop is done playing.

“I love you Kirana.” I said it while sleeping. He looked surprised to hear me say it. I used to say this to my two sisters.

“What is sister Aya suddenly, shy to know.” He revived vidio.

“Why? You just said love is equally biased you have the project is.” I pointed to a small paper with a live project of a fangirl. Guidelines for everyday living as a Fangirl.

He's ashamed. When I pointed at the little papers. Right, it turns out to be quite embarrassing to say this darling. Why Ren doesn't know shame, he can say dozens of times he loves me every day.

“Dek, if you make your bias can be so why for people close to you not.” I'm talking plain ass like that. While looking at.

“What is Kak.”

“Try saying, Brother Aya I love Brother.” Increase in spirit as I watched the embarrassed murat appear on her blushing face.

“Nmobile. Shame to know.”

“Why? Kiki Kak Aya loves you, you know. I love you. Haha. Difficult yes.” It's that simple.

I patted the bed telling him to come closer. He complies. Still holding the phone and looking at it, either pretending or indeed being focused on it.

“Mau no Kak Aya challenge to make a more challenging project from the project all.”

“What?” this spirit is Kirana, she thinks I'm going to make a biased project like her. Not that kind of thing, honey. Haha.

“Making people near me happy before making your bias proud.”

Make the people around you happy before you show all your love and energy to your idol.

“So simple Deck, Kak Aya asked before never hug mother While saying thank you mom, make trivial first, for example, thank you mom for cooking for me.”

“Aaaa Kak Aya Shy.” He's stressed himself like. Hp is placed near the pillow. Now Kirana slid her face into the pillow.

“Why be ashamed. You spam thank you in the biased account that has posted photos just not embarrassed. Why say thank you to your own mother just shy.”

Kirana fell silent, trying to digest what I said.

“One more time, you have often made fundraising projects for bias if birthday. I've never set aside your pocket money to buy a birthday gift from father and mother.”

He's a manyun because without having to answer I already know the answer.

“Bakal nangis diek mom, if later mom birthday you buyin gift. Hugging mom says thanks already born into the world.”

“Kak Aya.”

“Why?”

“Wicked, why naro onion here. hiks.” Haha, what language is this. Naro onion all, moved you Dek. This is a very simple thing, you know.

“I'm ashamed kyak, I'm not like Kak Aya who is close to mother.” Come-ayo start close to mom, hug mom, dear mom.

It is not wrong of you with your world, but do not also underestimate your world. People close to you who will hold you tight if you cry, even if you are injured. Those close to you will be there for you.

“If not started when can be close Dek.” I said while patting her head gently.

“Too.”

“Ngvak papa, just start first from Ki, later mom will also definitely be more open the same Ki.” Just start first. I think it sounds like advertising.

Maybe that's what happens when we start something out of our habit it feels strange and foreign.

“Let's be mama Sis. Later mom says why you deck, kesambet what you.” Kirana is frustrated.

“Haha, yes no mother will definitely be happy.”

I convinced. Then we wrote a small project on the paper that Kirana used to write about her idol project.

“Making people near me happy before making my bias proud.”

1.      Pray before streaming mv

2.      Salim and pamphit before school

3.      Help wash dishes and clean up before streaming

4.      And so on according to the things Kirana could do.

Surely your world is much more meaningful than your own

“Happy to be a happy fan of Kirana”

... ***...

I went out of the room to find my mother who was still in front of the tv. Dad's been in the room like it's because mom lives alone.

"Not sleepy Mom?" I sat down and stuck to my mother's side.

"Lho you haven't slept, Renan has entered the room before." instead mother asked back.

"From Kirana Bu's room, talk for a minute."

"It's over there to Renan's room later."

"It's a minute ma'am. Ma'am, tomorrow if there's anything else from Kirana don't get me, ma'am, don't wait, just so he wants to do what."

Mom saw me confused.

"Kirana wants to be close to mom, just like me." I hugged mom tight. "Thank you ma'am for everything, it's made me live well until now."

"Oh this mother's son." she patted me on the back repeatedly.  Showing affection that will never stop flowing until whatever age I am.

I love you mom, thank you for everything you have done for me. Which I will never be able to repay, even if I use the whole earth to repay all your sacrifices.

the epilogue today

I entered the room with the lights out, Ren was already under the covers. "So, really yes, aaaaa, I'm hurt by my own wife." she spoke loudly, but her irritated voice was muffled by the blanket.

"Haha, honey, I'm sorry, I was talking to Kirana all the time." I approached the bed.

"Open your shirt." Makes me even reflex button my shirt.

"Haha, what a darling, sleep yuk."

The night is getting late.