Trying To Be Faithful

Inner child

Complete with her wedding dress, Akhtia sat on the edge of the bed. His face showed that he was feeling very tired. Many times he took a slow, long breath.

"Not undressed?" ask the God who just came out of the bathroom, give himself up and change clothes with a more comfortable one. Colour and white T-shirt.

Hearing the God's question, Achtia instantly covered her chest with both hands.

"Well?" ask the Lord wonder.

"So why did you tell me to undress?" akhtia asked still with her eyes on alert.

"Caushhh, do you not feel comfortable sleeping with such a blooming shirt? No gatel? Not sultry? That mattress can abis alone dipake you doang if the dress is sleeping." The god explained with a feeling of constriction.

"The question should be changed, not undressing but. I see."

"Just the point is that. That make-up guy still exists, right? Ask to help the book there. I can't."

"If I can, I don't want to be helped undress with my sister. Weee!"

Akhtia stood up, she lifted her super duper heavy wedding dress. He went out of the room to the room where he had been. The girl came back in a casual dress.

"Well, why sit down again? Shower there."

"Bawel really is a person." Akhtia grumbled though accompanied by going to the bathroom.

"I sleep where," he asked after finishing his bath. He stood on the side of the mattress while staring at the God who was busy playing mobile phone.

"Well, here is the time to sleep on the tree. Owl you?"

"With that?"

"Continue?"

Achtia folded her lips together, indicating that she was worried about sleeping on a bed with the gods. This was her first time sleeping with a stranger, a man who became her husband without even feeling anything.

"You want me to sleep on the couch?"

"Wouldn't you?"

"Yes kali. Oh, that's so. Okay, sleep is what's hard. If we sleep, we guarantee one hundred percent nothing will happen."

"Masaaa?" Ledek Achtia's.

"What can people do? Different stories if both are literate. Udahlah, sleep here if sleepy, or you are alone who sleep on the sofa. I don't want to." The god pulled the blanket, covering his body to the chest.

Achtia was forced to sleep in the same bed. He was really feeling uncomfortable and scared. Lying beside the God while turning his back.

Achtia tried to calm herself down by trying to regulate her breathing. At first it was difficult, the anxiety remained. However, over time Akhtia could calm down. The gods did not show any suspicious movements. He remained calm with his phone.

Suddenly in Akhtia's mind came to light this afternoon. Her heart ached again as her mother made a mess on her wedding day. Akhtia remembers how she cried asking her mother to come to the mother's day at school.

"Ma, come yes. Just once Tia beg you."

"What the hell way? Mother's day? Make what? It's not important."

"But everyone comes to school with their mother. There's gonna be a crown-giving event from the child to the mother."

"Douuuh, what crown? You if you want to give mama something, do not crown cheap let alone imitation, just love mama a lot of money. If you can't, you don't have to come see your mom let alone tell mama this and that."

In the end, only Achtia and her two friends were not accompanied by her mother during the celebration of mother's day.

"Duuuh, kasian. That bastard, yes. Not to be recognized by his own parents."

"Born is not desirable, it has to be maintained."

Although it was not only Achtia who was not accompanied by her mother, Achtia's friends did not get ridiculed because their mother died, not leaving on purpose.

To this day, Akhtia has no friends. It was not purely that he had no friends, it was just that he felt inferior even though there were some who tried to get close. Achtians are better off avoiding than accepting their kindness which will ultimately hurt as well.

Remembering all the events in the past made Akhtia cry. Noiseless indeed, it's just that the rhythm of his breath is still obvious.

Gods glanced.

"Why?" tanyakanya.

Akhtia immediately wiped away her tears. He went back to being calm, and pretending to close his eyes.

The god smiled thinly.

"We may not be husband and wife in the real sense, but I can be a friend to you. You can hear all your complaints, want to hear your feelings of sadness or pleasure. Sure enough, I can keep a secret. Just trust."

Akhtia still pretended to be asleep.

"Okay, I won't make it. But ... If you want to tell a story, I'm ready at any time. You want that."

Unexpectedly, Akhtia turned around and hugged the body of the God, she was surprised that her phone fell.

Achtia was crying.

"Huaaaaa .. Is it okay to hug right? It's halal, right? No one will ban it, right? Huvaaaa ...."

Between sadness, surprise and wanting to laugh. The gods are silent without doing anything. She let Achtia hug her while crying.

For a long time Achtia cried, until the voice grew weaker and weaker. Even so, his embrace had not yet come off.

"Udah yet? Pegel. I'm just saying you can tell a story, can't hug at will. How not to say no more, surprised to know! That's hp falling woiii."

Akhtia did not respond.

"Heh, it feels so bad. Don't take a chance in the narrow."

Akhtia remained silent.

"Tia. You sleeping? Yes elaaah, kayak bocil aja actually run out mewek directly molor. Move weee."

The gods grumble themselves. Inevitably he let go of Achtia's own embrace. Very slowly, the God confirmed the sleeping position of Achtia. Put Akhtia's head on the pillow.

"I don't know what your life was like in the past, but what was it?" ask her to Akhtia who is sound asleep.

He saw the tiny face of Achtia. His eyes were puffy from crying for quite a long time. In fact, from the end of Achtia's eyes there were teardrops coming out. Gods rubbed.

Gentler.

Akhtia's face was very soft as the God's hand touched it.

My chest why woiiii.

The god rubbed his chest that was kembis kembis not karenan, with a rhythm that is quite fast than usual.

Not wanting anything to happen, the Gods immediately turned away. He closed his eyes, covering his entire body with a blanket.