My President

Because of Coffee

Aza was back pensive, her hair was still wet and messy he left without combing or drying first. The woman had fun in her bed and leaned against her body. Looks lethargic and has no spirit at all.

"Don't be sad, I don't like it if you keep going like this" Aksa exclaimed. The man opened the medicine box and prepared to treat Aza's injured knee.

"Hubby, I thought he was a good man but I was wrong. He is very evil," said Aza blankly.

"Mama Anandhi is not evil, she is good. Have you not been close to him all this time? He left you because he continued his education. He wants a good job so that it can sustain the family economy," said Aksa at length trying to give understanding to his wife. He sat down next to Aza after finishing the red medicine and bandage on the woman's knee.

Aza hugged her husband, leaned her head and tried to find calm.

"Said Mama Anandhi, after finishing college, he met you and papa really. But he didn't find you, before you lived in a rented house he used to live somewhere else, huh?" aksa asked as she stroked his wife's head.

Aza tried to remember, which he knew himself and his father was not the original capital but the Surabaya area. What he was thinking right now was what Anandhi was really looking for them once?Or is Anandhi just lying?

"I don't know, Hubby. Must be happy or sad."

"You should be happy. You should be grateful to know who your birth mother is. Don't you often teach me to be grateful for what I have? Then why can't you do it yourself?"

Aza. It feels to accept Anandhi being a real Mama is so difficult. Twenty-two years he lived without a mother, and now his mother is coming. It's really hard to accept.

Gradually, the woman's eyes closed. Aza fell asleep curled up, hugging the husband.

*****

At that time, Anandhi felt troubled. He kept thinking about the princess. And the woman decided to meet Aza. In addition to longing for not meeting for one week, Anandhi was also afraid of Aza why-why because his heart was worried.

The doorbell of Sanjaya's family home was pressed by Anandhi, a woman of Aza's age and age. Bi Mona and Sandra, the housekeepers at the house. They also let Anandhi in, because usually Anandhi also often went there to meet with Aza.

The woman sat on the living room couch and put her daughter's favorite fruit and food on the table while waiting for Aza to come down.

"Hello, besan," cried Aira while linking her cheeks with Anandhi's cheeks. Yeah, Aira knows everything. He knew that if Anandhi was Mama Aza then he called Anandhi as besan.

"Hi, how are you? A week without seeing ya," said Anandhi with a big smile. They also talked for a moment. Talking about the day that passed, telling a lot of things until Anandhi forgot his main purpose to the house.

Aksa and Aza woke up when Sandra told him there was Anandhi below. Usually Aza is always excited when Anandhi comes to see him. But this time it was different, the woman was reluctant to meet him after knowing a reality.

"I'm still sleepy, Hubby. I'll sleep again..." Aza closed her eyes again, she was actually not sleepy. It's just that he doesn't want to meet Anandhi, his heart isn't ready.

"Don't you, you're a sinner. Meet for a minute, if you need to talk about everything well. Mama Anandhi is not what you think," cried Aksa who was able to make Aza subjugated.

"But, Hubby..."

"No buts."

Lazily, Aza also assented. They immediately went down to meet Anandhi.

Anandhi smiled broadly at her daughter who was stepping down the stairs and was about to approach her. However, his smile then receded to find the child who looked lethargic and harbored resentment. There was no smile like usual from the princess, it seemed Aza was in a bad state, he thought.

Anandhi approaches Aza first, hugging and kissing Aza just as she usually does. He was also astonished because Aza did not flinch at all.

"Tell me, why did you leave me when I was a baby? Why are you so willing to leave someone who loves you so much!" Aza's words surprised Anandhi. As if there was a dagger piercing the recesses of his heart, did his son know that he was his biological mother?

"Ehm, what do you mean, baby?" Anandhi tried to pretend not to know.

"I know everything, don't pretend anymore! All I know now is that you are not a good woman. You are a bad woman who can leave her child and husband!" Aza immediately returned to her room after saying that. Tears that had been dammed finally came out wetting her cheeks.

"Aza, listen to Mama's explanation first, son. I'm sorry, Mama was wrong..."

Anandhi also shed tears, what he feared all this time turned out to happen as well. Now, his son really hates him. But it is natural to do that, Anandhi is indeed a bad mother.

"I'm sorry, if I hadn't said it, Aza wouldn't be angry like this" Aksa told her mother-in-law. He felt so guilty for saying it, he should have followed Anandhi's advice not to say it directly and so quickly.

"Besan, you're patient. Aza can definitely accept you, he's a good boy" said Aira. He was sad to see his body like that. He hugged her tightly, rubbed her back, giving her calmness and strength.

"I'll be home soon, excuse me," Anandhi said before leaving the house he had just kicked off.

Sorry, just an apology Anandhi was able to say. Now that she's gonna lose her son again, Aza can't take it. Anandhi hugged tightly to their photos that had been immortalized when enjoying time together.

"I'm a bad mother, even so bad I no longer deserve to be called a mother..."

Will Aza continue to hate him? Will Aza not be able to take it back? If yes, it is very painful. Anandhi could not afford, unfortunately with Aza is very big. He wanted to be around his son always. But it seems like it will not happen, even to see it Aza is reluctant let alone to be together, walking, chattering, joking, like before.

"Reliza..."

"Lord, please don't keep me with my son anymore. Twenty-two years have you separated us. I just want to be close to my son, with him until death picks me up."

Anandhi grew sobbing, her chest was very tight.

*****

Aksa was so sad to see his wife who all day just pensive on the bed. It feels empty, his wife's babble and laughter all day is gone instantly. There was only a lethargic and sad face. Aksa doesn't like it.

"Don't keep going like this, let's cheer it up like always" Aksa exclaimed. The man sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his wife's cheek.

Aza showed her smile, a bitter and coercive smile instead of the sincere smile she used to display. Just for a moment, that smile was then dashed.

"You haven't eaten since lunch, let's eat." Aksa tried to feed his wife, but the woman's mouth would not open either. She had seduced and comforted Aza many times, but she had not changed.

"Let's go, baby, just eat a little bit" Aksa said. Aza brushed off her husband's mouthful until the spoon fell to the floor.

Aksa put the plate on the nightstand with a rough. He was disappointed in his wife who did not appreciate him.

"Why aren't you on the same plate?" gertak Aksa's. "Not eat to make you sick!" added Aksa with a high tone.

"Hubby, I'm sorry..." Aza immediately took her spoon, she realized that this was not polite especially with her own husband.

Aksa folded his hands on his chest staring at his wife, irritated that for sure.

"The spoon is dirty, Hubby. I'll take a new one." Aza left the room and Aksa let his wife do what she wanted.

Aksa shook his head, his wife is adorable. Patently she feeds Aza, the woman is very greedy to eat it. Aksa wanted to laugh right then and there, insisting that he would not eat but he wanted to. Even finished with a lot of portions.

"Hubby, I don't want the broken one" Exclaimed Aza with her mouth still full.

The words were ignored, he hid broccoli on a pile of rice and other side dishes. Aksa really does not like if there are people who refuse to eat vegetables.

"I booked a vacation ticket to Bali, but only for two days because I can only take two days off the next day" said Aksa. The man placed a dirty plate on the nightstand and laid his body on the bed.

"Really, Hubby?" pekik Aza glee.

"You likey? Sorry, but it can't take long. This is also a honeymoon. If there's any more free time, I'll take you on a long vacation."

"It's okay, Hubby. Later we can spend two days to surround Bali. We start the trip from morning until night." Aza can't wait to go there. The first and last time he went to Bali was at High School, it was also during the work tour.

"Who said we'd keep going? Just one day, one day the other we focus on Aksa junior," said Aksa chuckled while rubbing his wife's stomach.

"If it's the same holiday just a day doang dong."

"Stay two days, we will still be in Bali for two days. But a day spent in a nice hotel from morning to night."

"Why go to Bali if you just want to taste good? No exclamation if in Bali only in the room," Aza piqued his lips annoyed.

"So, you think it's better not to go to Bali?" ask Aksa tease.

"Ah hubby.." whine Aza with the pot.

"Hm? Wanna play again?" Aksa took off her shirt, saw her field chest. No bread torn, but quite tempting.

Aza always giggled when she saw her husband's soft and adorable breasts. He also plays it like a squishy.

"My Hubby is so adorable, I love you, Hubby.." said Aza while playing her husband's boobs.

"I love you more cup..cup..cup..." A burst of tubi landed on the body of Aza who had been innocent since when without a thread.

One round...

Two rounds...

Three rounds...

That night they spent it as good as ever. A sticky body mixed with sweat from the battle. The two of them still hugged each other without a thread. Cowering under a thick blanket and reluctant to get out of there.

"Hubby, why are you so tired of doing it every night?" ask Aza Lirih at the end of her sentence.

"Of course, your body is like the nicotine that always makes opium!"

"What time is it? How come we haven't slept yet..."

"It looks like it's one o'clock."

"Geez, Hubby. Then let's go to bed..."

Aza's eyes quickly closed, but the man had not been able to fall asleep. He had a cup of black coffee without sugar, so his eyes were still wide open.

Aksa turned his body towards his wife, observing her face intensely. Trying to close my eyes too but I can't.

"They're..."

"I can't sleep, Za."

Aksa is like a fool who keeps talking even though he himself knows there will be no telling from the woman. Aksa looking for his phone was about to watch you tube, who knew he would quickly fall asleep if tired of staring at the phone.

Various types of content he has watched, useful and beneficial he has watched. He even watched the film Bu Tejo twice round, but never sleepy too. He could only take a long breath. The wall clock has shown three o'clock in the morning.

"They're..."

"Zaa, celine. I can't sleep..."

The woman squirmed, because Aksa was teasing her by smirking her whole face. She looked at her husband for a moment.

"Why? Why are you awake?"

"Who is awake? I haven't slept at all."

"Don't drink coffee if it's malemic."

Aksa did not rub him, he sucked his head in Aza's chest and hugged the woman tightly. Aza stroked her husband's head to fall asleep.

"Let's sleep my big baby, don't hurt your body. Sleep even if only for a moment," lirih Aza. Her hands continued to caress her husband and occasionally he kissed the top of his head.

Aksa started to close his eyes, but he couldn't sleep either. While Aza? He fell asleep again, continuing his dream. Really, Aksa wanted to cry right then and there. He wanted to sleep, but he couldn't.

"Aza?"

"Darling?"

"Hubby, sleep!" yelled Aza while tapping her husband's ear which was very annoying and could not be silent from earlier.

"No way, Za.." whine Aksa.

Aza glanced at the wall clock, already pointing at the number four. He had only been asleep for three hours, it was not full either. She looked at her husband whose eyes looked fresh even though he did not fall asleep for a moment.

"Tomorrow no more coffee! Just be careful if you drink it at night." Aza unceasingly advised her husband.

Aksa nodded weakly, "Now I'm sleepy..."

"Girliran is sleeping in the morning, you naughty boy!"