That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Sleeping as dead

The morning sun had appeared, showing its golden orange rays at the end of the horizon. Take a timid peek among the clumps of white clouds hanging there.

Its warm light gushed in, piercing through the thin white curtain until it hit the tiny body still curled under the blanket.

The long-spirited girl pulled her blanket higher to cover her head to protect the eyes that began to feel glare by the light that hit.

After a while, the body rolled to the right and to the left. Squirming to stretch the muscles. Then yawn due to drowsiness that is still ambushing.

Milly pulled the blanket open to the waist. His eyelids blinked, trying to open even though it still felt heavy.

The beautiful girl smiled to find a towering body standing with her chest in front of the toilet door in her room. Even the man smiled very sweetly at him.

"God. Is it because I'm so happy, to the point that his shadow appears everywhere" muttered Milly while shaking her head without batting an eye. "Oh my God" he added in a carefree tone. Then pull back the blanket to cover the entire body and then roll around with a laugh. I don't know why he was so happy.

Milly took the blanket back. The small back then bounces awake and then sits with a vision of the eye scanning the entire room. There's nobody there. Meaning true, the figure of Billy was just hallucination alone, and not a real appearance in plain sight.

It'sit's okay. Milly doesn't look sad. The girl's lips revealed a smile. Just dreaming of sleeping in Billy's arms is enough to make him happy. So she did not want to expect too much with the real presence of her husband in plain sight. At least he felt loved even in a dream.

He was very happy, because all night he felt the warmth of the dream man's embrace. Many times the man's lips landed his kiss. On the forehead, the top of the head. Left and right cheeks. Even in-the-

"Aaaaa," Milly stumbled. Closing his eyes, then shaking his head while covering his blushing face with his hands. I don't know why he felt embarrassed when he remembered everything. It was just a dream, but it felt like everything was real. She could even smell her husband's scent.

Not wanting to drag on in the delusion, Milly then rushed up and underwent the morning ritual as usual. Then out of the room with the condition of her long hair that is half wet. He looks so fresh and cheerful by wearing a beautiful dress knee-length pink.

"Morning, Bi," she said to Odah who was passing in front of her room.

The middle-aged lady of the house assistant immediately stopped her steps as the miss greeted her. He looked at Milly and immediately rounded his eyes to see his nona hair wet.

"Non Milly shampooing?" the question was half hysterical as he touched the end of Milly's beautiful hair. "Well ...," his god as he put a smile on his lips. He bowed shyly while squeezing a handbag that was slung on his left shoulder.

Of course Milly felt strange about the woman's unusual attitude. He also reflexes to touch the hair that he thinks is ordinary. "Yes, I'm shampooing. What's the matter, Bi?" he asked with a confused frown.

"Auntie goes along, Non," said Odah still with a knotted smile.

Although still confused and do not know where the direction of the woman's conversation that part of her hair began to whiten, Milly still showed a smile to appreciate. "Thank you, Bi. Milly was also grinning," she replied with a still-patched smile.

"Finally ...." Odah raised his hand with a grateful expression.

Suddenly Milly's eyebrows became more confused. What does this have to do with a happy shower? Isn't washing your hair every morning normal?

"What does Aunt mean?"

"Alah, don't pretend to be amnesiac," seduced Odah while patting Milly's shoulder gaunt. "Non Milly must have been-" Odah hung up the greeting, but replaced it with a hand gesture. The woman attached the two ends of the fingers together like someone was kissing. While both of his eyes were flickered mischievously.

Looking at Milly's flat expression, the woman then silenced her mouth that was like she wanted to laugh, then ran with a timid face towards the kitchen in a hurry, leaving Milly who was still standing stunned dazedly in place.

The girl was still dumbfounded, trying to understand the meaning of Odah's words. But he still couldn't digest it. Choosing not to respond, Milly again continued to move toward the door where Odah passed.

***

The unpretentious rooster's cigarette spontaneously surprised Billy who was previously still asleep. The man tiptoed slightly from hearing the unusual commotion that had just echoed in his sense of hearing.

Whether it's a rooster belonging to a neighbor or his in-laws. Clearly, the man was still not used to this.

Billy blinked his eyes to adjust the incoming light. The lighting of this room is only dim, so it is not too blinding. Looking towards the nightstand, he saw the alarm clock showed not even the number five.

The man turned his head to the left, and immediately softly found his female figure still tightly closed with a cushioned left arm. Their bodies fused together in a hug under a warm blanket roll.

Billy landed a gentle kiss on the girl's forehead. I don't know how many times it was for. On the cheeks, the tops of the heads. He didn't even count how many times it was from last night until this morning.

And irritated, the woman did not even budge in the slightest. What else wake up. So true said the in-law, Milly can even fall asleep like death when he was happy. Worth it, want to be treated how it is, the girl is still closed to dive into the world of her dreams.

"Truly annoying," Billy grumbled at the girl. But instead of being annoyed, he smiled. Billy rubbed the hair that covered part of his wife's face to block the view, then open it behind the ear. Another soft kiss landed on the girl's thin pink arch, before she got up and left the bed to clean up.

***

The sun had not yet appeared on the eastern horizon when Jamil opened his door. The man with the dark-colored sweater stepped out while stretching out both hands, trying to stretch the muscles that felt stiff. Occasionally bend the body and then stand upright again as if doing gymnastics.

He seemed bright and calm after carrying out obligations to God. The man still looks fit despite his age almost reaching the head of five.

The man's movements came to a halt when he realized the presence of someone behind him. He turned his head, then smiled to see the figure of the son-in-law standing in the doorway with a friendly smile on his lips.

Dipping his fingers in the pocket of his trousers, Billy stepped slowly closer to Jamil. He stood up straight and took a position right next to him.

Although still stiff, but the two still throw each other a smile when the pairs of eyes meet each other. Billy then shifted his gaze forward and exhaled slowly.

"The air here is very cool and clean, yes. Unlike the city air that has been contaminated with the police." Billy casually spoke up to open the conversation.

Jamil fell small, then nodded. "really. It is still beautiful and comfortable here. It's on the outskirts of town, but we're comfortable."

Billy turned his head, then looked at Jamil with hospitality. "I don't know this neighborhood yet. Can we jog together so I can get to know my wife and her surroundings, Dad?"

Jamil was immediately stunned by the glare of happy sparkling eyes. "Of course." The middle-aged man replied quickly and nodded steadily. "By pleasure."

Agree, the two also ran around the housing with a small run. Warm chatter also colored their morning run, so it did not feel the sun began to emit warm rays.

Seriate