Possessive Demon

Possessive Demon
Longs



Longs


Aksara


I can't read


I can't understand it


Hollowly


That is the feeling if you do not exist


Grievous


When you are far away


Ill


When your shadow cannot be seen


You are like Aksara


Which fascinated me


Made me fall in love


voiceless


Wordless


(A writer's own poetry)


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The hymns of the holy verse began to sound, beating the still cold air and the singing of the creatures of the night signifying the time that was heading to dawn


The chant sounded melodious and seductive, as if it disturbed the depth of the dream


With random movements began to move his body uncomfortably as if responding to the chants of the holy verse heard through the mosque hardener to get out of bed


He continued to move restlessly trying to ward off the cold and increasingly submerged himself in a warm embrace


Wait, wait, wait... Warm? A hug? How does it feel that something is wrong!


Who hugged him? Adam's mother! It was impossible because her brother was still abroad. Abi's? More impossible because since there was adam his father never slept with him. So what is nathan? It's definitely not! Because his sister likes it the most if his sleep is disturbed. Who hugged him?!


With a quick movement, he turned his body to see who was hugging him. He was surprised to see the person who was holding him


Still unsure of his vision, he finally tapped his tiny fingers to explore the sturdy jaw of the face owner


With a weak movement the man opened his eyes, with a faint gaze as if still entangled in the dreamland he smiled hello


My gaze, foggy view due to drowsiness, face tangled masai, disheveled hair, and hoarse voice typical of people wake up. Astagfirulloh this is tempting faith


Aihh that smile, it is certainly no longer wrong who belongs to


"A...??" Mumbles


"What's wrong?" Sahutnya with a distinctive hoarse voice wake up, in fact his murmur is still able to be heard by him


Dirga said with a movement to tighten his embrace, honestly he was still sleepy and wanted to continue his delayed dream


"How come you're here?"


"It can't!" Next to his eyebrows raised with the look of his face did not like to hear his wife's question


"How do you know I'm here?" Ask curiously


"Because you weren't home when I came home and Anne told me that you were here" she said with a cold expression that was hers again


"When did dateng? How I don't know"


"Maybe the skitar is midnight or early in the morning" he said


Asya only speechlessly responded, seeing a dirga face that looked messy and tired of course.


He could even see black-looking eye bags, fine hair around his face and mustaches that looked unkempt


A moment of guilt immediately spread to his heart


"Mas must be bad, so go back to sleep"


Asya pulled out a blanket to cover her husband's body and hoped to be able to make him comfortable


"But on condition that you stay here and hug me" he said with a gaze as sharp as an eagle


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Currently he is trying to escape from the grip of the dirga that is quite tight, while the head of the man he hid between the neck of the wife


"Mas let go of me, I have to help uma cook" whined asya


"Later on" answered coldly as usual


"Later on nyariin loh"


"Uma must have understood" said Derga hanging indistinctly


"What does it mean?" Sahut asya do not understand


"Known the situation of the kangen-kenan"


"What the hell" said asya not connected with the words of her husband who felt unclear


Just about to open his mouth launched the next complaint but stopped because he heard the door of the room that was knocked


"Zara, are you awake, son?" The sound of the voice behind the tightly closed door


"Of course"


"Hurry down, let's have breakfast together first"


"Yes uma, zara will come down soon" he continued quickly


Then no longer heard the voice of the city that can be ascertained that he has gone down to the lower floor more precisely the dining room


"make uma even finished cooking" said asya grumbling


"biarin" sewot dirga


"Mas, last but not least we have been waiting for you" asya glanced at her husband who was still cool to hide his face


Asya even had time to think maybe derga back to sleep but it turns out the assumption is wrong, because reluctantly derga took off her embrace


Currently asya still uses mukenah while dirga still uses cocoa clothes and sarongs complete with pecinya, they were both just ready for dawn prayers when they spontaneously pulled assya in his lap and hugged him tightly long enough even reluctant to take it off


"We should immediately go down and have breakfast, then immediately go home and get ready for the office" said asya while getting up and removing his face


"Hm" said the lazy dirga


Asya briefly turned to see the reaction of Dirga which is quite strange according to him. The workaholic model Dirga just said lazily when he was discussing work problems, WOW is amazing not


Asya already looked neat and ready, she saw her husband who had also changed clothes with more relaxed clothes. Yesterday it turned out that he arrived at his in-laws home still with a suitcase that actually only contains four pieces of clothing, no matter what it means


"Is there a problem?" Asya asked confused when looking at the dirga who looked gloomy and lethargic


"Hm" he muttered indistinctly


"Hm what mas?" Ask someone who is confused


But unfortunately Derga still did not deny he even hugged asya from behind quite tightly


"Please dong, we've been waiting for breakfast together loh" whine asya accompanied by efforts to escape


"Kiss first" the dirga's sulk that currently looks like a child


Asya snorted loudly in response to her husband's childish behavior according to her


Cup. Asya kissing short cheeks dirga


Dirga then smiled indistinctly and released his embrace on asya, even dirga walked first to go to the dining room with a carefree face as bright as the morning sun. Asya who saw it was quite surprised even she was stunned to respond to her husband's volatile emotions beyond the weather


During his marriage with aerospace asya has indeed seen a variety of expressions shown dirga as a form of depiction of his emotions, and amazingly the air emotions are easily changed. Even the change was so drastic that it caused confusion by him


although her husband often displays a flat and cold look, she is also able to act soft, sometimes spoiled and sometimes cheerful.even though it is only shown in the style of a person, even sometimes you can act ignorant and nosy to tease the assya


even though he was quite good, the proof was that he let his fun put a large shelf in their room, even he also helped fill the shelf with a collection of books according to his needs


dismissing all thoughts that pass quickly followed the steps of her husband who was far ahead of her