Sharing Love: Backup in the Evening Time

Misunderstand

The Moon walked closer to the Star, because the Moon's footsteps were too fast to make his body slip.

Brushes

The moon falls, falls in the stars. A pair of Moon eyes stared at the Star's widened bead of eyes. The Moon's hand is circular at the Star's neck, while the Star's hand holds the Moon's back from falling. Without both of them knowing, Purnama saw from a distance was approaching.

"Waw.." he said make the Moon stand up again.

"Mas," nervous Moon.

"Enak, yes, cheating," cried Purnama.

The Moon and the stars pinched his forehead.

"Mas, I was"

"What?! Slipshod? Huh?!" the Full Sarcas cut off the Moon's speech. The moon just shook weakly.

"So they were both dancing, Mas" cried Helen who had just arrived.

The full moon stared intently at the Moon as if it wanted to pounce. "Have you forgotten that you're pregnant?" purnama.

Once again the Moon shakes. "Wait!" pekik Stars.

The full moon turned to stare at the stars. The deadly gaze that the Stars get from the Full Moon. "What?! Ah... Don't you like the Moon." The full moon grinned, the small steps he made approaching the Star.

"Yes, right?!"

Star down. Eyes warming. "Yes, why? I did love the Moon, even long before marrying you! But I don't have a bad thought to snatch it from you." The utterance of the Star aloud made the Full Moon rise black, while the Moon that had just known the reality shed its tears.

The Full Hand clenched firmly. The muscles of his hands are caused by a very strong grip.

"Mas, what if the child conceived by the Moon is also her child," chirped Helen made the situation worse.

"NO! That's my son!" purnama replied loudly to Helen's surprise.

"Mas, I slipped, '" cried the Moon, but the Full Moon did not touch it. As if deaf, Purnama clutched the Star's neck shirt hard. The star only resigned, both of his hands were indeed clenched but that was to hold back his emotions.

"You! Don't go near my wife!" said Purnama full of emphasis. "I'll never let go of the Moon for you."

The smell rattled the Star's nose as Full Moon opened her mouth. The stench of alcohol caught the smell of the stars.

The star turned to look at the Moon whose body was trembling. "The full drink alcohol" said the Star in a soft voice but the Moon could see the movement of the lips of the Star.

"So Mas Purnama got drunk," muttered the Moon.

The Moon approached Purnama, then hugged Purnama's right arm.

"Star," call Miss Irma.

The star saw his mother approaching. "Mother?"

"What's wrong?" asked Ms. Irma in a soft voice.

"Later the Star explains at home" replied the Star.

"Month, can you take care of your own husband?" ask the stars on the moon.

Moon nodded. "Yes, sorry, yeah."

The moon helps the lame walking Purnama.

"Oh, so he's Miss Irma's son?!" pekik Purnama's.

"Mom, tell me about the kid! Don't go near my wife." Purnama confirmed with his hoarse voice.

Ms. Irma just nodded in fear. The star immediately pulled Miss Irma's hand to leave.

The moon stepped slowly while holding the heavy body of the Full Moon so as not to fall.

"Surge!" helen's jolt pushed the Moon's body. Helen then led the Full Moon and left the Moon.

Two minutes, three minutes, the Moon laid her body on the bed and tried to close her eyes. His mind is uncomfortable. Sleeping on his back, then tilting his body, back on his back and tilting his body again.

"Aarrgghh!" his hiss slowly while throwing his blanket away from the body.

The moon was upset and decided to get out of bed. His hand outstretched to pick up the phone located beside his pillow. The hand that was originally typing now stopped. The Moon's hearing caught something very disturbing.

Both of his eyes did not stop growing. Until the voice started to echo in his ears. "Ck, definitely Helen was happy," she said curiously.

The moon put her body back in bed. I don't know why the sound didn't stop echoing. The sound****** and the loud bang sound of the bed that arises due to movement that seems very fast. God fucking.

His eyelids that he had tightly closed, a voice that kept echoing, for some reason did not want to leave. Dropping, her tears fell but soon the Moon wiped them.

His gaze focused again on the phone he held and then type the name of the Star on the screen.

The moon brings the phone closer to the ear. Upon receiving the connected call, the Moon opened its voice. "Hi.." greet the Moon.

"Hi" said the Star of Sebrang.

The star stood in the doorway with a blank look towards the front.

"So, sorry, yeah."

The stars smile knot. "That's okay, really," replied the Star.

The moon let out a long sigh while caressing her chest with relief.

"But you're okay, right?" ask the stars back.

"I'm good, really. Mas Purnama is just a little angry, tomorrow must come back again," exclaimed the Moon.

The star scrunched his forehead. "returned? Where to?"

"Not that, it's just Helen, it's."

"Oh, same Helen. Spirit, yes!"

"Yes, thank you."

Both the lips of the Star were attracted by the width. It feels so good to hear the voice of the woman he loves.

"Mom Irma is asleep?"

"From going home straight to sleep" cried the Star accompanied by a small laugh.

"Ah, must be tired. Sorry, it's been a bother for your mother. My mother-in-law is lonely because my mother-in-law is now rarely at home."

"Yes, I'm happy, really. I have friends."

The two of them just let out a soft laugh.

"This is not very comfortable," chirped the Moon involuntarily, when he realized his two eyes were rounded.

"Hem? Why is that there?"

"E-no, really." The moon was upset, he smacked his own lips furiously.

"Aren't you sleeping?"

"The sound next door is very disturbing."

Goddamnit! Another toss! Inner Moon.

"What sound, Moon?" ask the stars with a confused expression.

"So, that's Si Helen doing some really fast music" the Moon grumbled.

"Oh."

"Yes, yeah. I'm closed, yeah, good night." The moon immediately decided on his call unilaterally.

The star there just blinked its eyes indistinctly. Again the big smile was engraved on his face.

"Mouth! Mouth!" The moon was slowly lapping her lips. Then cover her face with a pillow. Very bad floss.

Tonight, the Moon will sleep alone. In the usual room. Alone, not but with the bolster that he always hugged. Already accustomed to the wounds that Full give, now the Moon can eliminate it easily. Perhaps if the Moon was full, he would have cheated with the Star that was better than the Full Moon, but Purnama still remained the husband of the Moon.

. . .

"It seems, tomorrow I will have to explain the actual incident. Honestly, according to what I saw with my own eyes!" firmly a man who stands in the doorway enjoying coffee in a glass that he carries with his body leaning against the side of the door.