Romisa Life

33

The night was getting late, Arga had just returned from dropping off to his father's departure.

Chequek.

He entered the room, which Arga first entered in front of Misa who was getting ready to sleep on the sofa.

Arga approached the bed and lay down on the bed.

While Misa who had understood her duty, she walked off the lights of the room also enveloped the body of the man who was her husband. Then he turned back to go back to the sofa.

"Come here." The resolute voice stopped the movement of the Mass.

Misa turned with confused eyebrows. You mean he's here, where?

Puk.

Arga patted the side of the empty bed. "Come to Romisa."

Misa turned around a few steps closer to now standing beside the bed.

"This is Romisa, not there," Arga said, patting the place he pointed at.

"I-I mean my husband?" misa was doubtful.

Arga stared intently which was still clearly visible, even though the lights of the room had been turned off because the highlight of the sleeping lights on the nightstand still highlighted to Arga's handsome face. So Misa could see quite clearly that sharp gaze.

Huh... Misa sighed tiredly, who finally resigned. He climbed onto the bed and sat down beside Arga.

"Lay down" he said again.

Misa's eyes widened slightly in surprise, she still sat motionless. So I mean the lion I was told to sleep one bed? Wouldn't there be no physical contact?

"Romishas." The sound of an emphasis-filled warning from Arga.

"Yes my husband." According to Misa, her trembling body slumped to lay on its back beside Arga.

Degh.degh. The heart of Misa beat so fast that it was heard clearly by her own ears, her hands clasped in fear.

Tuhaans. What else is going on with the lion? His attitude is always changing like a chameleon.

Arga got up to pull the blanket at the end, he wrapped the body of the Mass up to the chest. Then again lying sideways towards the little girl, while Mass was still shaking stiffly lying down.

"Beginning tonight you sleep in bed with me" Arga's words made Misa tremble until heat spread to her cheeks.

What did he say? Sleeping naked? That's how he said it.

Arga pulled the hand of Misa on the stomach, and placed it on his head.

"Get it, I want to sleep" asked Arga as she closed her eyes.

"Well!" Shocked Misa stared silently at the handsome man's face.

Is he a big baby, just want to sleep in a donkey?

"Romishas." Arga.

"Ah, uh i-iya." Misa's stiff hand began to rub Arga's head with a gentle swipe.

Grep.

Arga pulled Misa's arm firmly, so that the little girl's body moved into a sideways sleep facing her.

"Forwardly," said Arga, feeling the hand of Mass stop.

Misa with a little stiff, trembling began to move her hand back to rub Arga's hair.

Slowly they fell asleep side by side, facing each other and with Misa still stroking Arga's hair.

*****

The morning has arrived.

Misa woke up from her sleep, she was wriggling her body left and right as if she was alone on the bed. And as his body wriggled to the right, his hand accidentally punched the chest of Arga's field.

Bugh.

Arga aghast instantly opened his eyes when he felt a pretty loud punch.

While the Mass is still unconscious and does not know what he hit, the eyes of the Mass are still closed he casually felt the chest and tapped it with the index finger.

Skuller.tuk.

This what is dad? Pillow time rolls so hard? Misa's eyebrows frowned confused, still with her eyes closed.

Arga, who had been awakened by the blow of Misa's hand, noticed what the little girl before him was doing. There was a smile on Arga's lips as he looked at Mass.

Misa's eyes began to blink slowly, to see the felt and held it. The first time Misa saw was the chest of the Arga field covered in a black nightgown.

Uh, whose clothes are these?

The view of Misa rose looking up at the top which was immediately greeted with a sharp gaze of Arga and grin.

The lion!

Misa's eyes widened in shock and with a Reflex she immediately pushed down Arga's chest. But with a swift movement Arga drew both hands of the Mass up to...

Dugh.

Misa's body was hit in the chest of Arga's field and is now in her arms.

Whatisthis? Why is it like this?

"You dare push me!" Said Arga, who did not know what expression Misa was showing Arga now.

What Misa knows, now she is in Arga's arms where the man's heartbeat is clearly heard in his ears.

"My husband, you can let me go" Misa was nervous because her heart was already struggling to beat very fast and her body felt hot shaking.

Arga stroked the head of Mass for a moment, then let go of his embrace.

Sreet... Dugh.

Misa immediately got up from her sleep and jumped out of bed, running to the bathroom. Instantly made Arga laugh hard enough to sound into the bathroom.

Misa slumped limply crouching, on her back to the bathroom door leaf.

Yes Tuhaan, he laughed happily, while I endured the shame and turmoil of what is this in my heart as well?

SERIATE....