
Ah, Ainaya was confused about what to do when Bilal slept like this. If you go out, meet Haris. It is impossible to be in the room continuously. What mom Ida said later, surely everyone will wonder about what was done.
''Do I pretend to take warm water?'' Lifting the thermos in the milk place.
Turns out the water was still full because aunt had just replaced it. He turned his brain around for another reason.
''I'll just bring Bilal's shirt.'' Approach the dirty basket and take all the clothes in it and take them out.
The middle room is very quiet. There was no one there except the aunt who cleaned the old cup of Ajeng and Lidya. It looks like Miss Ida and Mr. Indrawan are in the room. Then, where's Haris? Was the man in the room or out of the house.
Ainaya continued his steps towards the back. Looking for someone there. There were only two servants greeting him.
''Do you need anything?'' ask aunty kindly.
Ainaya shook his head and smiled. He gripped Bilal's dirty clothes tightly. For some reason, he felt that there was something strange about him at this moment. Her fine fur creeped when Non's call was pinned.
''If you need anything, just say, we are ready to serve, Non.
Ainaya smiled again and handed Bilal's clothes to them.
''Very quiet house, everyone to where, Bi?'' Ainaya dared to ask.
''O, usually at this hour they are behind the twilight. Non want to come?'' ask auntie back.
Ainaya shook his head quickly and returned to the front. So in the hunt he did not realize there was Haris who had just come down from the stairs until the collision occurred.
''Aawww...''
Haris squealed as his hands were hot from the coffee spill he was holding. Biting the lower lip withstands the pain that begins to spread.
''Ma-sorry, Mas. I accidentally said Ainaya felt guilty.
His hand floated forward, eager to see the state of the husband's hand held, but unsealed, fearing Haris getting angry if he came into contact with it.
''No papa, I am careless. Why are you in such a hurry?'' tanya Haris switched the conversation. He kept his hands hidden which still felt sore.
''There's nothing. I was just afraid that Bilal would wake up, so hurry up, Ainaya replied following his heart. He was still awkward when he was near the man.
Haris nodded in understanding. He opened the door to Bilal's room and made sure. ''He is still good.'' Let Ainaya in.
''But it was __" Ainaya pointed at the broken cup scattered on the floor.
''Let auntie clean up, you just rest, ''' tell Haris and shut the door again. Afraid Ainaya saw her while grimacing in pain. Definitely funny.
He immediately ran to the back because he could not stand the pain in his hand. Hope to get a solution soon.
''Usually when exposed to hot water in the fire huh, Bi?'' asked Haris quickly while shaking his hand.
''Ice cube, Den. Later adem.'' Aunty saw Haris hand that looked flushed and then took the ice cubes and put them in the basin. Help rub it in the hands of the master.
''Why did it get like this? Last time I thought the empty cup had fallen, so this was my aunt first.'' Pointing to the vegetable piece in front of him.
''No papa, Bi. I accidentally stumbled on the stairs and the coffee spilled, Haris told a lie.
''Careful, Den. Fortunately it did not fall.'' Aunty kept wiping Haris' hand with ice cubes.
The clock shows at eight o'clock. Ainaya was forced to come out fulfilling aunt's call. He approached Bu Ida and Mr. Indrawan who sat in the dining room.
''Bilal's asleep, Nay?'' Madam Ida took the plate for Ainaya.
''He slept from this afternoon, Ma. Is it usually like that?'' ask Ainaya in wonder. Look at the two in-laws in turn.
Madam Ida shook her head. ''Usually he just slept when Haris came home, maybe he was too comfortable with his birth mother. Now eat first it will be cold.'' Madam Ida closed the conversation and focused on the food in front of her.
Just a few bribes, Ainaya remembered Haris who was not there. Wanting to ask shyly, but he could not stand still to see the husband does not exist.
''Where's Mas Haris, Ma? Why isn't he eating?'' ask Ainaya doubtfully.
Madam Ida smiled. ''In the room, he said he was full. Habits, most later also eat when everyone is asleep.''
Ainaya chewed his food slowly. Recall of the incident this afternoon when it collided.
My hands are affected by the splash of pain, what about the hand of Mas Haris.
Suddenly Ainaya felt anxious. He drank water and got out of his seat.
''Sorry, Ma. I called Haris first yes, he might want to eat with us, Ainaya's permission.
Ms. Ida and Mr. Indrawan nodded in agreement. Staring at the back of Ainaya who was starting to move away.
''May they get along quickly, Pa. Mama wishes Haris and Ainaya real happiness.''
''Yes, papa also hopes like that, '' replied Mr. Indrawan in support.
Ainaya stood at the door of one of the rooms on the second floor. Of all the doors only that place attracted his heart to come closer. He knocked on the door slowly and then linked his hands together. Whenever it came to Haris, there must have been fear tucked in the chest. Bad shadows kept coming across as if haunting him.
Haris opened the door and smiled. The man immediately hid his hands behind his back. His face suddenly panicked making Ainaya furrow his brows.
''Why hands, Mas?'' ask Ainaya to investigate.
''No papa,'' replied Haris quickly. Holding the hand of Ainaya who was about to touch him.
''Sorry, I forgot that I was not allowed to touch you, said Ainaya, pulling his hand back.
Haris kept smiling. This was what he wanted for now so that Ainaya did not know about the condition of his hands that were still flushed.
''Mama called you to dinner, '' said Ainaya bowing her head. Avoiding Haris's indecipherable gaze.
''You eat first. I'll be later, '' Haris replied convincingly.
Ainaya twisted his body and walked towards the stairs. Suddenly he fell down and sat on the floor, making Haris surprised.
''Ainaya,'' cried Haris running towards the woman. He crouched down to hold the back of Ainaya who looked weak. Accidentally using his hand to grab the wife's body.
''It turns out this is the reason you hid your hand.'' Gently rubbed the back of Haris' hand which was flushed due to the hot water earlier.
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