The Enchantment of Madam

Mysterious Guest

The rain had subsided from five in the afternoon. The sky is dark and the clock is pointing at the number seven.

The atmosphere at the home of Mbak Gothic feels lonely and we have our own busyness. Tomorrow the office is off and what's wrong if I take Mbak Gothic out just for dinner or just enjoy the atmosphere of the night in the city center although maybe for him this is too mediocre just. However, make no mistake when walking with me there will definitely be different things.

"Mr?" I knocked on his room door.

"Yes!" The Gothic ma'am replied from the inside. "Go in, I'm not key, Le!" continued again.

I pushed the door handle and saw the Gothic Sister sitting in front of the dresser. Apparently she's dressed up pretty tonight.

"Where are you going?" my question was quite confused because at least I had to give up again.

"To Mother's house. Fifteen minutes to go, huh?" he said while polishing the cheeks with a blush brush.

"Well, what, gini?"

"Hu'um, there's something important he said. Yes, hurry if you want to change clothes," he said.

Tumben, tonight Mbak Gothic not fierce?

I chose to go back into the room to simply replace the shirt with a black shirt, a color I liked so much more than the silence that kept me calm. Then walk and sit on the living room sofa while playing a cell phone. Apparently there was a short message from papa's number that I haven't opened yet.

[Harwit, your mother is in Mriyan, Bantul, Yogyakarta.] Message from papa.

A bull? Isn't Gothic there on the agenda tomorrow Sunday?

"Corn, Le!" The Gothic ma'am surprised me and it turned out that he was already standing in front of me. I put the phone in my pants pocket. So I haven't had time to reply to a chat from papa.

Gothic ma'am is so beautiful wearing a peach color mini dress and a small sling bag in matching color and black teplek shoes that make his body look shorter than usual. Cute, anyway. Funny like a high school boy especially with long hair that he tied a little and a small butterfly clasp embedded in his hair make me––

"God! Why do you see me like that?!" the fierceness that turned out to be the face of Gothic Sister had looked up in front of me even though her face was quite far below me.

I glanced down and it turned out that the foot of the Potty Sister made me slightly grinned.

"Why smile? There's something strange about my appearance, isn't there?" ask her with a facial expression that looks starting to not care.

I smiled again without answering anything. Slowly his pair of eyes began to glance at his body while bowed and the legs that were still on his tiptoes finally began to drop. However, for some reason his body almost fell.

My reflexes wrapped around the back of the Gothic Mother intended to reach and bring her body closer so as not to fall, but what happened was that the Gothic Sister fell in my arms.

Right now my face is really close to her. Even the soft scent of shampoo was already imbued by my sense of smell.

Ah, no, no, no, Levine. Something's wrong with your heartbeat!

Argha! Again the demons in here seem to interfere with my togetherness with the Gothic Mother. However, it's true, my heart is currently pounding even tighter. I'm not sick, am I, God?

"Sorry!" I said while distancing the body of the Gothic Mother and neutralizing the thump that was firmer than usual.

"It's okay, we're leaving now!" he said it then passed before me.

Gothic ma'am was already standing at the car door and I opened it. He entered with a gemulai really looks different from the usual which is always fierce, chatty also judes e puoolll.

The rain has indeed subsided, but at some point there are still flooded streets covering the streets.

"Bak, don't you want to go to Yogyakarta?" I broke the silence. Surely there is something I want to tell him.

"Hu'um, why?"

"May I come?" I said in doubt.

I turned my head for an instant and at the same time even Gothic ma'am turned to me.

"For what?" tanya Gothic looks surprised when looking at me. However, I immediately turned my eyes away and refocused on steering control.

"Gue, right, Ma'am's husband. I want to make sure that no one is safe!"

"Anyway I'm coming, or––" I stopped the sentence and let it hang just like that in the air.

"Or?"

"Or I ask for my inner right as a husband tonight."

"Ih, shit!" she said that sounded fed up even as I glanced at her face as if imagining going through the first night in droves.

"Nujas-najis mulu, try not yet."

"Sstttt .. stop your chatter! I am am amused if I have to sleep with you. Especially if––" said Mbak Gothic paused. "Iyuuhhh .. no, no. Don't want to!" he continued while shaking his head.

"Laaahhh, just thought it was amused."

"Gee!" The Gothic ma'am was upset and grabbed my ear.

"Adooh! Pain, Ma'am ..." I said a little grimace.

The debate in the car was enough to warm my body up. No need to think anywhere, we just argue the issue of rights that lead to jewels until finally it does not feel the car has arrived at the two-story house.

"Yetoo!" The Gothic mother ran over in her mother's arms on the porch.

"I miss you, same Mother," continued Gothic mother who looks spoiled. Highlight the eyes of Lady Sintia also looks teary. They seem to miss each other. Even though only about two days did not meet, because on the first day they were in the hospital accompanying Mbak Gothic.

"Mother misses you too, come on in!" take her while gently rubbing her daughter's back.

"Corn, Le!" The Gothic ma'am took me. I guess he'll forget I'm here.

Walk into a clean bright whitewashed house and the state of the house that feels lonely tonight.

"Father's Son!" greet Mr. Bobby with a smile and a warm hug as his daughter splashes in the arms.

"Dad ...." A soft voice sounded from the lips of the Gothic Mother.

Madam Sintia was seen smiling when she saw her daughter and husband hugging each other. I don't know, what happened tonight? They were like people who had just been met.

"Let's have dinner together" said Mrs Sintia.

Mr. Gothic and Mr. Bobby finally ended that warm embrace. Both thumbs of Mr. Bobby's hands rubbed his daughter's tears that seemed to have trickled down since.

Dinner has started with a fairly complete food menu and looks delicious appetizing. There was no more conversation, just the clanking of spoons and forks clashing against each other on the plate as we were all enjoying the dinner tonight.

"Sok we're going to London, honey," Bobby told Mbak Gothic.

I was astonished by Mr Bobby's conversation; What do you want to do in London?

"Can't the contract be canceled, Dad? We can start a business here, you know," said Mbak Gothic as if begging.

Mr. Bobby rubbed his daughter's cheeks gently and stared with a shady look. Really, I just witnessed the softness of Mr. Bobby's eyes tonight that usually look at me as if looking at a criminal.

"No way, darling. Our company is on the edge. You're fine here, huh?"

The Gothic madam just nodded, but somehow I felt her sadness tonight. The situation was silent for a while, then split because there was the sound of a bell ringing. A middle-aged woman seemed to be in a hurry to walk towards the main door and in just an instant she returned.

"Sorry, Sir. Someone is going to meet you" said the maid.

I don't know who came. Sir Bobby got up straight from his chair without asking.

"Who's coming, Mother?" ask the Gothic Mother to Mrs Sintia.

"Either. Your father doesn't seem to have an appointment with anyone tonight." Madam Sintia shook her head as well, it seems that no one knows who the guest who came tonight is.