Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)

Like Father Like Son's

Balinese, balinese,

Vast

The morning ritual before going to the kitchen is to call his eldest son who always woke up at half-five in the morning to jog.

This time his son picked up the phone from him, even though he had to repeat the call three times.

"Tumben, not raised.." he muttered with an uneasy feeling, afraid that his son would have anything

But soon Andra finally picked up her phone.

"Yes ma, morning ..."

His forehead frowned because Andra's voice was not outside the room, but seemed to be in the car. Especially after the sound of the car being turned off.

"Morning mas.again jogging huh?" inquiringly.

"Ehhhmm.iiy..."

"Eehhmmm..who?"

Not finished his son answered his question, there was a voice of a woman who was waking up from her sleep. I'm sure he didn't hear wrong this time.

"Mas..? Where the hell are you again ?" the question remained in a calm tone, albeit with a feeling filled with question marks.

He and Harsa knew his son very well, Andra was not a man who had a straight path. Even she and her husband had caught a woman staying at her son's house, but she knew who the girl was. Andra has never told a story about a woman after breaking up with her boyfriend yesterday.

"Ehmm.sorry ma, I'll call again ma..Bye ma's.."

The call just cut off, making him wonder. He was actually afraid that until Andra jajan outside with just any woman. He immediately shuddered in horror to imagine that.

Her husband's arms suddenly coiled around her stomach with her position still sitting on the edge of the bed turned her back to her husband.

"Bagy.why the hell?"

She was still pensive, busy with her own thoughts to the point of ignoring her husband.

"Andra why, baby?" finally he came out of his daydream.

A little aghast at the awakening of her daydream, she looked back and looked at the face of her husband who was still closing her eyes.

"Your son is the same girl in the morning. Who else is that girl? Where does his voice seem to be running out of sleep."

Harsa still closed her eyes and hugged her waist,

"Udah aja, it's been almost 27 years, it can be alone life."

"Udah.no need to go to the kitchen, want to do anyway to the kitchen? The children are also gone, I am also off." muttered her husband as he pulled her back to bed.

"Iiihh.maaass ..akkk.." his speech was cut off by a still intoxicating whisper from a man over half a century old.

"I miss..."

The word "kangen" meant by Harsa always has another meaning. Although they are not young anymore, but Harsa and herself are always able to maintain the romance of both of them.

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Djakarta,

Andra

Inevitably he brought this girl named Raya home to his house, because he could not leave the girl back on the side of the road alone, even though the sunrise sign had begun to appear.

He parked the black sedan in his yard. His eyes were still staring at the sleeping Kingdom, it was clear that he must carry this woman into the house.

Luckily his house still has a fence, so it is not visible to neighbors around. Carrying a woman in a state of sleep let alone drunk, it is certain he was mistaken for "wrapping" a girl. But that he never did at all.

As he carried Raya, the girl opened her eyes and smiled towards him.

"Hi dear, what a handsome you are.." Raya started to slam while stroking her jaw.

Just walking into his house, before long Raya pulled out her entrails and hit her clothes that had been wet with splashes of water. He again snorted, after what all happened and Raya fell asleep again.

"Basic trouble..!"

Not only his clothes, but the white dress Kingdom was also wet and dirty. This house does not have a servant who lives, he only calls the services of a maid who works at his father's house if needed. So, who else will take off and replace the clothes other than her.

Dirty thoughts he tried to get rid of when taking off and changing clothes Raya. However normal men, a white molecular body freely plastered in front of him.

He painstakingly replaced Raya's shirt with his oversized shirt on Raya's body and the girl was now not wearing a subordinate. He covered the body with a blanket.

Before long his phone rang, it turned out he had to go to his office this morning. But he chose to prepare breakfast first for this girl he did not know.

His ignorant brain also appeared to work Raya.

*Thankyou for tonnage Kingdom! I started working, you can't leave this house before I go back. Your car and your cell phone, I'm taking you to make sure you don't run away. I also have a home key from the outside. This is breakfast for you, eaten first so you have more energy. In the fridge too much food, just take it if I haven't come home. Have a nice day baby..!

-Andra*

His lips smiled at the thought of Raya's response to waking up in an unrecognized house in a half-swallow state and plus reading this writing.

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