Not Ordinary Slant

Fifty Two

We should not need to know, whether Agya and Rafis slept last night or not. Enough Gio alone to pestered the newlyweds' morning.

"Acieeeee. Should I show off the shampoo?"

Agya immediately threw a towel wrapped around her head. Meanwhile, Rafis who just came out of the room immediately walked over and casually embraced Agya's shoulder towards the dining table.

"Loe doesn't know the use of a hair dryer, does she, sister?" Gio just keeps bothering Agya. Then, come sit next to Rafis who actually looks to hold a smile.

Actually, Agya wanted to protest because he was the one who was supposed to be sitting next to Rafis. However, the arrival of the father who assisted the mother to walk using a cane distracted her.

"Well, where's your mom from?" Agya helped papa sit on the dining table chair carefully.

"Streetings in the yard. Said the therapist stomping pebbles the same morning." Agya's question was answered by my mother. This is one of the things that Agya respects from mama. He was very sincere with papa.

Agya smiled, then placed the plate in front of papa and mama. Then, pour water into the glass.

"You served your husband, Gie. Let papa, mama who takes care of," said mama while taking over the glass that will be filled Agya.

The plan, Agya wanted to nod shyly, but Gio hunted to ruin the atmosphere by coughing loudly.

"Serving husband?" Gio pressed the orange juice on his glass, then continued, "I think I should pull it out of here. Fear of sudden adulthood."

Sure enough, the High School student actually left after saying goodbye to papa and mama. This morning, he was satisfied enough to tease Agya, so that his only older brother was out of words to reply to him.

Eum, not out of words, but since the incident at midnight, somehow Agya felt he had to keep his attitude and behavior in front of the Husband. Uhuk!

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At breakfast, Rafis conveys his intention to bring Agya to his house. Not that they do not want to live with parents, but they have agreed to build this household independently.

"Papa and Mama don't have to worry, Agya will still be your daughter."

A sentence that managed to melt the hearts of mama and papa, to approve the decision. They realize, it won't be forever that they can hold Agya back from living together.

Not only mama and papa who were made to melt because in fact Agya since then also always smelled a smile while staring at Rafis who was driving a car. This morning they will go to the tomb of Bayu Nugroho, Rafis' father.

"Why smile?" Rafis grabbed Agya's hand, then grabbed it. Although not the first time, but still Agya is still often surprised and embarrassed.

"Father," answered Agya quickly, then threw a glance out the window. Agya felt her face heat up just because of the light touch. Even though last night, he had felt a touch far away.

Touching his heart, he meant.

Rafis chuckles at Agya's bashful behavior, then pinches her cheeks slowly. "You don't wonder why my preparations were all that mature last night?"

Agya turned her head back to Rafis. Because of the touch of dasyat, he forgot to ask the strange thing.

Rafish laughed again. This time it was harder. "I really like it because it's a crack." He pinched back Agya's cheek. Then, switch by holding his hand again.

"I found out from Alika two days ago." Rafish begins his story. "At first Alika just want to know the news of his two nephews, Raffa and Raisa. But instead he was surprised by the presence of his new nephew."

"The woman is pregnant," murmured Agya with a look of bowed eyes.

Rafis nodded. His eyes also looked disappointed. "We didn't expect Mas Rafka to go that far."

"Mass?"

Next to Rafis's eyebrows rose for a moment. Then, he realized that he had called Rafka with the greeting of Mas. "We are quite familiar" said Rafis slowly.

This time it was Agya who knitted her brows. However, Rafis chose not to explain. "Next time I tell you slowly."

Hearing the word "slow-pants" makes Agya's brain back in the tenoda. He releases Rafis' hand, then pretends to raise the volume of music. However, the ringing on Rafis' phone caught his attention.

"Who?"

Rafis looks at his phone for a moment, then puts it back on the dashboard. "It doesn't matter."

"Who?" agya.

Rafis glanced timidly at Agya, then replied softly, "Silvia."

"Hooo, the girl who kissed you on the cheek?" Agya picks up Rafis's phone, then shifts the green icon with fiery eyes. Then, calmly answered,

"Hello. Madame Muhammad Rafisqy Arzan is here."

UHUK!

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