Sense of Sense
Courting
Safira breathed a tired breath. Gossip shows on domestically-branded flat-screen televisions were replaced to daytime news events. He felt tired of the celebrity news lately.
“Mending watch criminal news, deh.” Safira threw herself on the sofa.
His two sons have been kidnapped by Rahma since yesterday afternoon after school. While Harsha was taken by Sari and Edi for walks around the compound, he said he wanted to show off the closeness of their granddaughter to neighbors.
Safira is not surprised if Edi is acting like that, but Sari? He did not expect at all if the mother turned out that the transmission of the virus did not make sense Edi.
Speaking of his relationship with Sari. Safira is currently much more able to accept the existence of Sari around him. Although it is undeniable if the two are sometimes still awkward when showing or receiving attention from each other.
“Mah, come with me?”
Safira turned his head half-heartedly, his life almost out of the body, unfortunately having to return as fast as lightning. Ashqar stood behind the sofa, her husband's hair neatly combed and she could smell the musk scent of Ashqar's body.
“Mas shower? Tumben.”
“Malah sneaked.” Ashqar scrambles Safira's mane. “So you want to come, Darling?”
“Where are you?” ask her ogah-ogahan, lay down her body and drown her face in Zain's red pillow.
“Dating. Mumpung kids there are guardians.”
Sapphira forced herself to sit up, her eyelids felt heavy. Sunday mornings are best filled with lying down and going back to sleep, especially when the children are not home.
“Dating? Why?”
Ashqar frowned and moved to sit beside Sapphira. “Yes you want what?” ask Ashqar, give the code.
Instead of responding, Sapphira yawns and stretches the body. He casually rested his head on Ashqar's shoulders.
“Udah just now, Mas. Don't go anywhere. I'm again this mager mode.”
Ashqar pinched Safira's cheeks in anxiety. He thought only Alvin was lying on the couch from morning until noon on Sunday, but his wife was too.
“Come, The. Once in a while, the kids are on guard. ‘Kan, we don't have the name courting.”
“It's good, dong. It is not even a sin.”
Ashqar closed his eyes, anxious to hear his wife's answer. “Yes that's why we're dating now. Yea? Yes?”
Safira raises her face, meets Ashqar who looks at her expectantly. If considered more carefully, Zain's narrowed eyes look more like Ashqar than Nita, let alone himself.
“Come, Fi. Once this time,” refer Ashqar.
While exhaling, Sapphira withdrew to sit down. Ashqar looked at him with an annoyed look.
“Make what, Mas? What is done by children today pas courtship we have done too, including making children.”
Ashqar was at a loss for words. “You quipped what the hell, Yang?”
“Hah? How's new?” Safira. “People really, ‘right? Most dating people just watch movies, eat at cafes, sightseeing, there are also those who go far until they are still dating. Uh, end-to-end body relations ham .. il.”
The atmosphere around them was silent. Safira soon realized the direction of his words and began to regret it.
“Anu ... Mas,” great-grandson Safira, grasping the end of Ashqar's shirt. Then she glanced at her husband's face, having no expression. “Sorry. I didn't mean to quip, it was pure coincidence aja.”
“Long. Must have been on purpose, ‘kan?”
Safira grimacing. “Oath, Mas. Not intentionally, Mom. I just just just wanted to say it. Maap, huh?”
“Ngak.” Ashqar stood up from his seat and looked at Sapphira triumphantly. “Except you want to be invited on a date.”
“Modus,” Inner Safira. “Mas is leaving alone, I'm going to bed. Daah~” said, then kissed Ashqar's right cheek and immediately passed into the room.
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