The Reversed Love of Janitra
Episodes 35. Repeating oath
There is not much Tita can do during her rest period after returning from the hospital, with limited movement has clearly cut her daily activities.
His wrist is not too painful even he can eat himself and link pajama buttons as his great shirt.
Tita deliberately did not wear a BRA rather than having to see her tormented husband withhold desire every time he had to see her half-naked body.
Today, unlike usual Tiar came home later, the man had just arrived home when the clock was showing at 7 pm.
“Obur?” Tita greeted her husband at the garage and living room liaison door with questions, saturated with the feeling of a day without a interlocutor.
“Hu um” Tiar assented while taking off his shoes and half throwing them on the shoe rack.
“Have eaten?” the man massaged his nape and wriggled his body, stepping towards the bathroom listlessly.
“Already, I got Mas Tiar” first
Tita warms up the chicken soup she bought through an online app while waiting for her husband to finish his bath.
“This cave to the cafe yes Ta” lontar Tiar on the sidelines of his meal.
“Yaahh...” is thrown a sad tone from Tita's mouth.
“Sorry, it's been a long time since you entered hospital”
“Tita follow” whining.
“Don't, the promise cave goes straight home after the cafe closes. If you are sleepy first”
Tita could not close her eyes, her bed felt empty. Since coming home from the hospital Tiar always accompanied himself before going to bed, clinging to each other's eyes and tweet anything to fall asleep.
Tiar will go back to sleep to his room after Tita is sound asleep, in addition to his sleep habits that must be lulled by the cool air of AC, Tiar does not want to be tortured to withstand the desire every time close to Tita.
The sound of noisy rainwater hitting the roof of the galvalum-roofed carport, Tita thought Tiar would definitely delay his return due to heavy rain. Her husband chose to go to the cafe by riding his motorbike to shorten the travel time, Tiar's own motorbike was still in the workshop unfinished due to severe damage.
His chicken sleep-sleep was disturbed when he heard the sound of a motor entering the courtyard of the house, when Tita revealed a blanket that wrapped her body. The roar of wind and a burst of cold air dashed onto his face as he opened the front door. Tiar's body was drenched and shivering, his lips trembling with grinding teeth resisting the cold attack.
“Loh kok Mas Tiar rain-rain?” tita Cecar.
“Lo rain bags do not fit for gua” Tiar rush in and take off his clothes, two hands hugging his arms and rubbing transmitting the heat to drive away the cold.
“Why not take shelter first sih” the girl turned around and walked quickly to the room picking up a dry towel and helping dry her husband's hair.
“Cua is afraid at home to die lights if the rain is falling like this, your mind is afraid of dark” bright Tiar who is immediately able to touch his female heart and make him smile.
“I masakin hot water first”
“No need, change clothes aja trus sleep”
“Later in wind”
“Not Ta”
Tiar leaves her downstairs, goes up to her room to change clothes. It came back shortly after with its sleeping costume, home shirt and boxer. This time is different from the previous nights, flanking the bolster pillow on the left right arm is still armed with a blanket draped on the shoulder.
“Mas Tiar want to sleep in Tita's room?”
“Can't?”
“Ke...why?” stammered Tita for a moment.
Either his mind is thinking that is not-not remembering the current heavy rain situation supports not to struggle enough under the covers for the husband and wife normally of course.
“AC die” Tiar dropped his body to make the spring mattress bounce.
“Capek Ta, Ta” Tiar pijitin pulls Tita's hand pointing at her nape.
“Kok Mas rather anget ya” lontar Tita when their skin touches.
“Times anyway?” reply Tiar with a hoarse voice.
“Pusing?”
“Sikit”
“Tuh right, should not rain-rain”
“No, the dizziness is due to most laptop” front work rebut Tiar.
“Drink medicine yes!”
“Ih lo cute ah”
Tiar turned around and covered Tita's entire body and patted her cheek slowly, looking at the beautiful face seriously.
“We've started worrying about each other Ta, don't feel lo?”
The girl in front of him nodded in agreement, pulling Tiar's hand from his cheek and tucking it under his arm, letting the man tighten his fingers and pull him closer. The rush of comfort and safety in the back with the distinctive smell of the body is the perfect blend that he yearns for every night.
“Ngantuk” great-grandson interrupted drowsiness that began to attack.
…
The sound of moaning made Tita scoop up her consciousness slowly, Tiar's pale face with whitened lips caught in her net under the dimness of the sleeping lamp, her hands stretched out soaked in sweat.
The back of his hand was stung by the heat, Tiar's body shivered despite curling up in the blanket, the man's lips twitched along with an uncomfortable wiggle and then escaped a groan of pain.
Tita immediately got out of bed, rushed to the cabinet hanging on the stove, rummaging through almost half the contents of the cabinet looking for a medicine to dehumidify but nil. The wall clock shows right at midnight, if his hands are not being stretched, of course he rushed on a motorbike to go to the nearest pharmacy.
There is no other option but to compress and hope that Tiar fever will go down with this simple method. His phone clinked while waiting to boil water to mix it with cold water until lukewarm.
✉ Ta, have a reference book Microeconomic Theory?
One message from Niar went into the whats app, the girl's clock is still awake.
✉There, tomorrow just take it home. You haven't slept?
✉Ngerjain task, you?
✉Jagain compress Mas Tiar, again fever
His phone was long indicating an incoming call.
“Ya Wild?”
“Mas Pain?”
“Iya, fever. It was raining-hujan”
“Have taken medicine”
“Home there is no fever cure. Just wanted me to compress”
“Ehm, skin to skin aja Ta more cepet, I used to it if Anya fever”
“What is it?”
“You're googling. Yes, I want to continue to make the task”
Nah! Tita decided not to do so despite numerous references stating the results are effective for the initial step of lowering body heat. The spring mattress swayed, Tiar's body moved curled up like a cold kitten, the eyes were not open at all. Tita's palm stretched out to wipe the forehead turning the compress cloth that began to warm on one side.
So many times he has done but it seems that Tiar's body temperature does not also decrease, anxious and compassion began to feel Tita. Rough breathing escaped from his nostrils, one by one he began to remove the pajama buttons, releasing them to leave only the triangle of cover attached to his body.
Taking a half-lying position with a pillow as a support for his back, pulling and curling under the same blanket while hugging Tiar's body tightly, attaching a sweaty and high-temperature face to his chest. Tita was determined to withstand drowsiness and stay awake, once Tiar's fever was felt to improve as soon as possible he wore his pajamas again.
…
The typical horn sound from the motor brother of a vegetable seller penetrates Tita's subconscious that reflexes to open his eyes, which he felt the first time was warm skin attached to his chest that was plain not covered anything. The blanket that had last night wrapped around his body had sagged down his waist. Down there Tiar looked up forcing a smile with his face still pale.
Suddenly Tita pulled the blanket and covered her chest that somehow had been enjoyed by her husband, silent normalized her abnormal beating heart rhythm.
“Ngot hold kok Ta, just look” whispered Tiar while pulling his face away.
“Ehm...Tiar Mas still feverish?” the girl's hand outstretched touching her husband's forehead “Kok is still warm” she muttered.
“Ke Doctor huh?”
His intention was only to be returned with his head.
“Let's get worse Tita who bothered”
“No pa-pa, so it can be hugged every night”
“Eh..it Mas Tiar do not misunderstand. Tita just follow Niar's advice, ka.sanya if Anya fever yes so it's”.
“Oh ya” says Tiar as if he doesn't care. Need to add the cave to Niar's pocket money muttered Tiar, a small puckish escaped his lips.
Tita moved slowly trying to reach the pajamas that she sowed on the head board last night, wriggling her body makes Tiar even more tightening embrace at the waist.
“Mas..Tita want to wear clothes” his hand trying to remove the link of the burly hand that encircles his body.
“His temperature has not yet come down” his protest with a raucous voice.
“Eat taking medicine later also cured”
Tita's outstretched hands gently stroked her husband's hair, their closeness made her understand the nature of Tiar who does not like rejection. Right now there was no choice but to seduce subtly and steal the chance when this man was careless to break away.
Actually, slowly the hug loosened even though it was clear the man did it with a heavy heart. Not yet finished buttoning his pajamas heard a knock on the door followed by a woman's scream from the front.
“Tita...”.
A little rushed Tita tiptoed off the bed and walked towards the front.
“Niar?”
The woman breezed in with a goodie bag that looked heavy.
“Mas Tiar still hurts?” Niar put the bag on the living room table.
“Hu um” Tita yawns and scoops her face.
“I see yes. You prepare porridge for Mas Tiar, Mama who made. I bought medicine also”
“Mas Tiar sleeps in my room” prevent Tita when he sees Niar about to go to the stairs.
“Your room?” Niar frowning “You don't sleep in the room?”
“Eh...eh..” Tita only heard the grin of horses.
“Serious you Ta??” niar's eyes glared.
“Niar don't go that dong, we again try to get there” rush Tita push Niar's back into the back room while carrying a goodie bag.
Not only porridge but Hayu brought side dishes and fruit as a complement. Tita is very lucky to get in-laws like Hayu.
The two brothers seemed familiar to talk even though Tiar's answer was short, Tita folded her legs and sat down on the side of the bed while feeding the porridge little by little.
“Udah” reject Tiar while pushing the spoon as ten mouthfuls successfully crammed forcefully into his mouth glide across his hull “Mual” lamented.
Tiar inched to the edge of the bed, laying his head in his wife's lap.
“You are Mas” Cibir Niar.
“Thank you to Mama ya Niar already bothered making porridge and bring food” said Tita while putting a bowl of porridge to the nightstand.
“Mama ngeyel make porridge even though I told you most also healed up on Tita's side. It turns out that the word Mama method has no effect if the person menggekepin body smaller” said Niar while chewing citrus fruits.
“Boor lo! No need to talk so that if the cave fever again can be embraced rich friendlier overnight” Tiar throw a pillow to Niar's face.
“So Semalem Tita really open clothes for Mas Tiar?” niar's eyes flickered.
“Go!” cetus Tiar show off.
“That's why you should split rooms!” his chirps without further ado made the two people look at each other.
…
Niar said to go to campus, his arrival to the residence Tiar not only to deliver porridge and medicine, the woman also took Tita's book that he asked for last night. Niar also reminded that Papa Bagas will be home this weekend, meaning that they are both preparing to spread the invitation because approximately two weeks later the wedding reception will be held.
Both Tiar and Tita are still reluctant to get out of bed. Today Tiar asked permission not to enter because his body is still weak, pain all over the body plus loss of appetite makes him reluctant to move. However, Tiar still forced to monitor work via synchronous email to his phone, several times making calls to his assistant Franda to take care of something that if important.
“Kok onem Ta?” Tiar looked up at his wife's face while staring at her phone screen.
“Hem” Tita down “Eh, mind Niar words, why we must split room”
“So you're ready for our room?”
Tita nodded confidently with a sharp eye. Tiar lifted his head from Tita's lap, put the phone to the nightstand and taught Tita to lean on the head board.
“Ta, cave can you say something? But promise you don't get angry”
“What?”
“Promise first” Tiar thrusting his pinky.
“Iya” Tita welcomes pinky Tiar and links with her tiny little finger.
“Gua wants to repeat the oath before God to make sure the cave is really entitled to lo”
“Means Mas Tiar?” Tita tilted and looked at her husband in wonder.
“Gua fear time first cave intentions are not assessed sincere” Tiar talk slowly and carefully “Gua wants to repeat the pledge with the steadiness of the cave now Ta let no ganjalan”
Tita's eyes pricked, both of them did have to say back the wedding promise even though in fact it was just a formality for the sake of obtaining state documents. But Tiar's remarks did have a point, they married because of urgent circumstances where their two hearts were not ready, although the pledge has been spoken not necessarily based on sincere intentions.
“If you still want us to room, gua mah mak seneng fun aja” Tiar embrace Tita's shoulder and pull into his embrace “But ntar if cave khilaf how Ta?” tanyanya while listening to her typical perverted grin.
“Ga pa-pa kok”
Tita's short answer was like a drum that was shot aloud, a sign of war ready for the title. Currently the hot ball is in the grasp of Tiar, between keeping the desire to wait until he repeats his oath or choose to put forward his ego and lust to immediately break into the goal of his girl.
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