Turns out He's Just Mine

The Aroon House

Kinan looked at Aroon's room. White painted walls and some collectibles neatly arranged in a sideboard. Just enough bed to sleep together and...

" wait.... Why is the bed narrow? And couch? Where's couch?" Monologue Kinan looking for a sofa in Aroon's room. The answer doesn't exist.

" Means I have to sleep together, rese' also Om Om half old." Kinan said face down on the bed while playing the rose petals that adorned his bed.

" O these rose petals would look so beautiful if I married the person I love, but unfortunately you look terrible because I married Om Om.... The Hua... Why is my fate so great, I am twenty years old but I must marry a thirty-five year old man, a widower twice more, what a terrible fate your daughter Ma." Kinan Grouse.

" Don't complain about my age baby, just with my age is still mature now, once try to be immediately." Aroon approached Kinan.

" Bodo' ah who wants to try, I lose a lot." Kinan without changing her position.

" Even if I'm a widower twice but I'm still a virgin baby, if you don't believe you can prove it." Aroon.

" No way." Kinan Sahut.

Blught...

Aroon slammed her body next to Kinan making his bed move. Aroon tilted his body looking at Kinan who was arranging the rose petals into writing.

" Come three words." Aroon.

" What a good thing, make it yourself can." Kinan Sahut.

" I want you to make it baby." Aroon stroking Kinan's hair.

" Not touch touch it." Kinan Sahut.

" why? Is there a prohibition against touching your own wife?" Aroon's Kekeh.

" Have been quiet, if you don't go there Om I'd like to relax myself." Kinan.

" Dear Kinan, I am your husband so from now on call me Mas ya, don't Om later people who don't know that you my wife will look down on you, they'll think you're Om's mistress." Aroon.

" Living in error, Om Om's wife." Kinan Sahut.

Aroon sighed, He closed his eyes gathering patience to face his little wife.

" Dear Mas want to sleep first yes, Mas tired." Aroon.

" Nobody sleeps that forbids it either." Kinan Sahut.

" Wake me up when it's late." Aroon.

" Hm." Kinan Murmuring.

Aroon sleeping on his back closed his eyes with one arm. Kinan got out of bed and took his cell phone. He sits on the headboard while playing his phone. Kinan unintentionally stared at Aroon's face.

" You're good-looking, too, Om, you look younger than your age." Kinan.

" What the hell am I ashamed of when she's horrified." Kinan Monologue.

Kinan opened his sosmed shortly after that door was knocked from the outside.

" Papa's." Call Zavran from outside the room.

" Zavran." Kinan Murmuring.

Kinan went down quietly afraid of disturbing Aroon's sleep, He opened the door for Zavran.

" Mama, where's Papa?" Ask Zavran.

" Your father is sleeping baby, who are you here with?" Ask Kinan.

" Same Mommy, Apan misses Papa to play." Zavran.

" But Papa can't be bothered how donk? Papa said he was tired of going to sleep that way." Bright Kinan.

" Yes, I've been playing with Mama, come on Ma." Sahut Zavran pulls Kinan's hand.

Kinan and Zavran went down towards Mila who was sitting in the living room.

" Hey Ma'am." Sapa Kinan's.

" Hey, call Mila." Mila.

" It's impolite because you're older than me, so I call you Mommy." Kinan.

" Well, it's as comfortable as you are." Mila Sahut.

" Oh yeah Kinan, can I leave Zavran playing here as usual? Today's brother Aroon's ration with Zavran so Zavran insists on coming here, sorry to interfere with your time." Mila.

" I'm not going to change Zavran's schedule with Mas Aroon Mbak, let it happen as usual." Sahut Kinan understands.

" I'm not bothered at all Ma'am." Kinan Sahut.

" Yes, I've come home, yes, take Zavran." Mila.

" Yes, my heart is sweet." Kinan Sahut.

Mila left Aroon's house.

" Mom let's go to the playroom." Bring Zavran.

" Is there a?" Ask Kinan.

" There's Mama.... Papa made me a special room to play in there, come on." Sahut Zavran pointed at a door depicting an animal.

Chequek....

Zavran opened the door, he went inside to pick up his toys and sat on the fur rug available there. Kinan stared in amazement at the room, a room similar to his play group class. Toys and complete stationery neatly arranged in the closet. Kinan looked towards Zavran who was playing with his robot.

" Who are you really? Why is Om Aroon so privileged of you? Are you really a kid from a little brother away? Why are you the only one special? Or is it just you niece that she has?" Kinan said inwardly asking.

" Mommy saw my robot walking." Zavran.

" Ayeah, you're right, that's great." Kinan sat next to Zavran.

" What do you like toys?" Ask Zavran.

" Likes to play cell phones." Sahut Kinan honest.

" The word Papa is not good mobile toys continue, can make our eyes become sick Ma." Zavran.

" Yes yes..." Kinan Sahut.

Kinan accompanied Zavran to play until the afternoon. Fun also yes playing with children the age of Zavran well although sometimes have to withstand emotions.

Aroon who just woke up looking for Kinan Rice up to the kitchen. While passing through Zavran's room, he sees Kinan playing with Zavran. He lifted his smile. Aroon walked slowly towards Kinan without Kinan noticing.

" Dear dear." Said Aroon embracing Kinan's shoulder.

" What the hell is Om, move aside." Kinan brushed off Aroon's hand.

" Don't be rude donk Yank." Aroon.

" Bodo's wrong who holds the hold." Kinan Sahut.

" Papa Apan kangen." Zavran hugged Aroon.

" Masa' anyway? Just met yesterday." Aroon kissed Zavran's cheek.

" Wouldn't meet doank not play with Papa." Zavran.

" Yes, Papa also misses you, the ten most handsome of Papa's children." Aroon.

" Who is he Om?" Ask Kinan.

Aroon turned towards Kinan.

" Don't call Om 'cause I never married your aunt." Aroon.

" Zavran playing again there, Papa wants to talk to Mama first." Connect Aroon.

" Yes Pa." Zavran is back playing.

" Why are you asking like that?" Aroon asked looking at Kinan.

" Yes, I'm curious, it looks like Zavran is so special to you." Kinan.

" He's the son of Mila and Imran, but I've taken him as my own son." Aroon.

" Who is Mila da Imran? Is he your brother?" Ask Kinan.

Degs....

Aroon couldn't be honest with Kinan if Mila was the woman he once loved. Kinan could get away from her.

" Mila's my foster sister, that's all." Aroon.

" Baiklajh I believe you." Kinan Sahut.

TBC.....