
"Mama's head is still sick?" asked Dinda who was sitting next to her in-laws.
"It's hard, baby. You've been to the room just rest, it's night." although Ms. Hasna wants to be accompanied now, but she understands that the child and daughter-in-law must be tired because of her activities.
"Emh, Dinda here just take care of Mama." Dinda is still not ready to go to the room alone with Eric, she is still embarrassed by the incident earlier.
"You just take a break, son, you must be tired from campus." said Ms. Hasna.
"No Ma, Dinda's still not sleepy, after all Papakan is outside so there's nothing to nemenin Mama here."
"Yes, it's up to you, but if you want to rest directly into the room just go to sleep." orders in-laws who immediately embraced Dinda.
"Eric went outside first Ma, went to Papa."
"Yes." Yeah." Eric exited the room while continuing to look at Dinda who always looked down avoiding Eric's gaze.
"Mom need something?" ask Dinda.
"Dear, you want to take your medicine if it's ten."
"Iyya Ma." shortly after, Ms. Hasna closed her eyes again. To get rid of her saturation, Dinda sat on the sofa while reading the magazine that was on the table.
"How can I sleep in that room? I'm so embarrassed." If Dinda remembers the incident, it feels like she wants to drown her face in a deep pool of shame.
The new clock shows at 21:05, still long Dinda had to wait until 22:00. Dinda no longer knew what to do, she was already sleepy but had to wait until her in-laws took the medicine.
"Pa, said the doctor, Mama why?" Eric was sitting with his father watching.
"The doctor said, Mama's high cholesterol keeps her also soybean he said."
"Capparent? what is your mom doing Pa?"
"Huft, you know what Mama's mini garden in her clean backyard looks like? Your mother is very stubborn if it is forbidden to go to the garden as well as the garden." Ms. Hasna is very fond of plants, she is very careful to take care of all her plants.
"Simply with soy."
Two different generation men were talking until 22:00 arrived, Mr. Hasan said to the room to rest too. While Eric was still in the living room sitting alone.
"Maa.." Mr. Hasan entered without knocking on the door.
"Stt..." Ms. Hasna put her index finger on her lips, a sign for Mr. Hasan to slow down her voice.
"Why Ma?"
"That!" Ms. Hasna pointed towards the sofa, Dinda fell asleep on the sofa while holding Ms. Hasna's medicine.
"Jeez, wait for Papa to call Eric to move Dinda."
"Eric, in Dinda's bedroom, move your wife!" Eric goes into his parents' room and finds Dinda sleeping on the couch.
"Ma, this is the cure." Eric gave Dinda the medicine that had been in her hands.
"Iyya, move Dinda to the fast room! kasian he sleeps there." ordered his mother, then taken Eric. "Yes Ma."
Eric began to lift Dinda ala bridal style, took her to the room and placed on the bed very carefully, as if he was afraid of Dinda blisters later.
Eric stroked the long, dense, fine hair while watching Dinda's face so close and intense. His fingers began to trace the face starting from, the same thick eyebrows but not as thick as his eyebrows, the nose until his hands stopped in a new lips in unboxing earlier.
Eric advanced his face while tilted and then attached his bi*ir to the bi*ir that started to become opium for him. He simply kissed her without giving her a lu*atan, Dinda also had no movement at all.
But, not long after, Eric again leaked the bi*ir and started giving away the little******** on the sweet bi*ir Dinda. Dinda started wriggling as her chest went up and down as it felt tight.
"Sttitle.." Eric calms Dinda by stroking the smooth cheek while watching the exhausted b*beer in his ci*m look swollen.
Dinda began to raise her hands on the pillow, usually when she was sleeping. Eric just smiled broadly at seeing Dinda as a child when sleeping.
When he wanted to leave Dinda asleep, Eric's eyes were fixed on Dinda's forehead with a scar.
"Is this a mark, when I pushed him back then?" his finger stroked the scar and then looked at him wistfully.
"Did I go so far as to treat her like that at home?" ask him to yourself.
Eric lifted the blanket to the chest of Dinda. He entered the bathroom for a while and then went back out to bed. It could be said that this was their prime sleep in one bed, usually he always scolded Dinda if close to him, but this time he himself wanted to sleep near Dinda.
The morning prayer rumbles, Eric wakes up first, he looks to the side, Dinda still slumbering in her sleep.
"Maybe he's still mens." Eric took ablution water and prayed in his own room. The distance from the house of the mosque is quite far, so Eric often prays at home if still very sleepy.
Dinda blinked her eyes slowly, she woke up during Eric's last moment.
"I slept here? then where did you sleep last night?" when he turned to the side, Dinda saw that in that place it was like it was finished because there were pillows and blankets also looked like they were used.
"But there's no way that you can sleep next to me, he won't share a bed?" Dinda asked herself and answered the same.
"Why awake? you don't pray, do you?" asked Eric while putting the prayer mat and the pecans in their original place.
"Iyya, Dinda doesn't pray. Emh, where did you sleep last night?" ask Dinda curious.
"You think?" instead of answering Eric asked back.
"Sleeping on the couch?" guess Dinda.
"Of course not, I don't want to sleep on the couch, anyways my body is enough to sleep on the couch."
"Where did you sleep?"
"Well, on the bed, why sleep on the couch if there's a bed."
"So last night Dinda and Mister slept here?" sometimes Eric thinks Dinda is innocent or stupid, he's very difficult to catch the direction of the conversation.
"Of course, you don't see where you're sitting right now." Eric picked up his phone and sat back on his bed.
"Why do you want to sleep with Dinda?"
"Because you slept in Mama's room, so I picked you up, when I got to the room I forgot to put you to bed on the couch. I'm so lazy to lift you back to the couch, you're so heavy." Eric told me about last night, but of course that's not true.
"Where there is heavy Dinda, precisely Dinda want to gain weight but very difficult." protested Dinda.
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