The Charm of the Former

Internal War

If the heart has become attached to the soul, the body seems to have a premonition.

Like the relationship of blood to tears.

If blood flows from the wound, the tears will break on their own.

Even if a lump of blood has been hurt, the eyes will drain the river that is not stopping. There are two people whose hearts are filled with love.

The same goes for Kiran and Juna.

Kiran who was in danger, made Juna anxious, as if feeling the same fear.

"Mass ...!" Kiran covered her face with both hands.

"Please stop!" Juna's wife, so tightly grasped the swing handle while continuing to shout hysterically.

Juna was so anxious and worried, he thoughtlessly ran in front of Kiran "let go of your hand and jump!" juna's orders.

"I'll catch you," he added.

"I'm afraid," replied Kiran whimpering.

"Trust me, honey, everything will be fine," Juna tried to convince Kiran.

"Well, on the count of three."

"One ...." Juna started giving away.

"Two ...." The swing moves forward with a slope of about 45 degrees.

"Ti ..." the count wasn't finished yet, but Kiran had already jumped. Juna, without perfect preparation, lapsed back, then rolled over the flowerbeds of Zinnia. Swarms of butterflies fly in search of shelter.

They rolled until finally stopped at a sluggish ground level. Netra Kiran was closed behind the pasmina, while her hand was clenching closer to Juna.

Juna's hand opened the veil, and Kiran's frightened face appeared. His eyes were tightly shut withstanding the pain and fear that melted into one.

"Hi" said Juna.

"Hm," replied Kiran still frightened.

"Until when are you gonna hug me like this?" ask Juna. Juna's wife opened her eyes.

"Didn't you feel the weight of my body?" Kiran stretched out her embrace, when she realized that her body was being overwhelmed by her husband. They are not aware that a pair of eyes have been watching.

"Ehm ... Um ...!" The sound of silence shocked both. Juna got up and tidied up his clothes, then helped Kiran stand up.

"What are you guys doing?" investigate the security officer who happened to be patrolling.

"Fall sir" replied Juna.

"Explain what I saw!" his orders, as if not believe in Juna's defense. Then Juna explained his sitting, making the officer shake his head.

"Aren't you guys reading, that warning board?" the officer asked, pointing to a board that read 'This row is broken.' Some of his writing was covered by a shrub. The two looked at each other. Juna shrugged both of his shoulders, while kiran patted his forehead with a palm.

"You must take responsibility, for you have damaged a line of Zinnia flowers." In a loud voice, the security officer gave the punishment.

"Well, sir," the two answered with bowed faces.

"What's your name?" ask the officer to Juna.

"Juna, sir," replied Juna.

"And your boyfriend?"

"I'm his wife, sir. My name is Kiran," Kiran's turn to speak up.

"Good! Since you are a wife and not a boyfriend, then your punishment is lightened," explained the middle-aged father, while shaking his waist with his right hand twisting the tip of his mustache.

"Really, Sir?" ask Kiran, sparkle.

"Yes, because your punishment will be done by your husband." The big-looking father, walking gallantly, left both of them.

"What, Sir?!" juna asked in disbelief.

"Don't ask too many questions. Immediately take equipment and plant seeds in the office. You replant, replace what you've broken!" his orders, while pointing at a room with a club. Both Kiran and Juna, just look at each other. Juna stared intently, while Kiran knitted her eyebrows together, a sign of incomprehension.

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"Okey, well .. seedlings already, fertilizer is there, scope and ...." Juna checked the materials needed.

"Oh yes, hoe" he said again.

"I'll start digging up the soil, and then you plant the seedlings, yang."

Broken flower plants, now all uprooted and moved. Juna also started digging the ground using a hoe.

"Not horrified, did the warden say?" Kiran sat on the garden chair.

"Surveyard, Yang." Juna.

"Take us in jail, Mas, and we're prisoners." Now Kiran stood up with her arms crossed.

"Article 1 woman is always right. Article 2 ...."

"If the woman is wrong, then go back to chapter 1" Juna interrupts Kiran's remarks.

"Basic Females!" as Kiran's husband.

"What did you say?" Kiran with a waistline challenges Juna.

"FEMALE!" Juna repeated his words out loud.

"Try repeating again!" pinta Kiran, her face was red. Decrease anger.

"B-e be, T-i ti, N-a na. Female, you satisfied?!" Juna is no less angry.

"How dare you call me a female!"

Kiran threw her face away, turning her back to Juna. Then there was a heated debate.

"Well, now gini, are you a man or a woman?"

"Whoa!"

"Male or female?"

"Women."

"Female, meaning male or female?"

"Beti ..." Kiran's sentence hangs.

"You think I'm an animal?!" kiran said back on the apoplexy.

"Do you want to work or fight?" ask security who came from nowhere.

"Shut up!!" juna and Kiran snapped at the same time, pointing their index fingers at the security face.

A moment later, they lowered their fingers and lowered their heads. The security guard walked back and forth, stomping the club he was holding with his right hand, and then stomping it into the left palm.

"Finish your work! NOW!!" security command. Kiran and Juna rushed to replant the tree after the Zinnia flower.

"It's all because of you!" as Juna said when they sat back together. His hands deftly poured fertilizer on the holes that had been dug.

"Basically weak men!" reply Kiran

"Cp .. ck ... If women were stronger, there was no way that men would stand by her!" Juna clucked in self-defense.

"Women can carry two hills at once." Kiran's hand patted the mound of land that already contained the tree. He whispered in Juna's ear "the man, carrying two quail eggs, still asking for help from birds, and their nests." Kiran smiled obliquely looking at Juna's round eyes.

"Yes, female!" Juna smeared Kiran's face with the ground that Juna had previously mixed with water.

"Eh, still brave huh? Call female!!" Kiran was no less angry and finally there was a third world war. Fighting each other, smearing the face, and chasing each other. Make someone watching, shake their head.

"As far as you guys are." he muttered in surrender.

"One more time you say I'm a female, I'll call you a lackey?!" threaten Kiran to Juna.

"What did you say, lackey?" juna asked, shaking her waist.

"Why? Toh Mami, often calls you lackey," replied Kiran lightly.

"Ha .. ha .. You know what that means?" ask Juna.

"What?" ask Kiran, ketus.

"Boy beloved!" Kiran covered her mouth with both hands.he thought, lackeys are errands.

"I'm not your son, but I'm the father-to-be of your children" Juna added, twisting his eyes. Kiran looked blushed.

"How about you call me, honey?" Juna held both of his wife's hands.

"Or love?" Juna gave me a pill.

"It's like you never called me that, or don't-don't ...?" Kiran's husband hung up his sentence.

Kiran's face, which had been sparkling, had now turned dim. "Eh, our punishment is over. Ahh .. I'm so tired." He even tried to shift the subject.

"Can I rest, ...."

Damn it he quibbled. Juna's heart murmured

"Dear." Kiran continued her words, now she smiled broadly at Juna who was being misbehaved.

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