Wound Flakes

Chapter14. without hesitation...

Tonight Dirga came home early, at 8 pm he was home, I was in the room when he came home, he went straight to my room before going to his room.

,, you haven't slept.

,, not yet.., I answered.

,, You came home early, I said.

,, eeemm., he answered.

Dirga approached me and immediately kissed my forehead.I don't know why he always did that, as if it became a necessity at every opportunity he always without hesitation kissed my forehead.

,, You have eaten.., I asked.

,, not yet.., he answered.

,, want me to go.., I said.

,, if so I take a shower first then we go down to eat.

while she was still bathing in her room I went downstairs first.

up in the kitchen I didn't see bi siti, it looks like she's been to back to her room.

bi siti must have been tired all day of house hunting.

a house this big there is only a bi siti who became a waiter here, when I asked before bi siti story that dirga is rarely at home, even his extended family is in America.

This house was bought by Dirga's parents so that when they came back here to take care of their business here so there is no need to stay at the hotel.

Although Dirga's parents were Indonesian, his father's business required them to go abroad even before Dirga was born.

But the dirga themselves are even more chosen to return to Indonesia to take care of their business here.

Although born in America dirga still pasing speaking indinesia because of the upbringing of his mother who always taught him about their homeland.

when I was warming up the food that was made by bi this before, I did not realize that he was standing behind me while looking at me.

when I came back I smiled at me.

,, bi siti where dear.., ask dirga.

,, may have rested.., I said while putting some dishes on the dinner table.

,, I don't have the heart to disturb bi siti, she must....,,

I haven't had time to finish my sentence dirga hands are coiled in my stomach, he hugged me from behind and put his head on my neck, until our cheeks were stuck together.

,, I want to eat your cooking.

,, what are you eating.., I asked.

,, eeemm, whatever it is, it's madakan you.., said Dirga.

dirga finally let go of her embrace and sat down on the chair and prepared to eat.I sat down next to her and took the rice into her plate.

,, you don't eat, baby.

,, I had lunch with bi ina.

,, yes if so, he said and ate his meal immediately.

I just kept quiet and kept him eating with his heart.

deeerrr

the sound of my phone vibrating, there was a call from my mother, I looked at myself and dirga also looked at me.

,, who's calling.!, said Dirga.

,, mother...

,, spit up in the lift.., tell him.

I also answered him directly.

,, hello bun...,,

,, hello dear.., replied the mother.

,, what are you again, dear.?., ask mother.

,, why not again why do kok bun.., answered me.

,, mother again what...! and father where bun...!,,

,, Dad again watching in front and mom is ready to clean the dining table.

,, trus rio same roy again what bun...!,,

my habit every time I talk to people at home I always ask them where they are first.

,, to your two sisters again in her room...,,

,, I'm sorry that last night I did not call home, I fell asleep.., I explained to my mother.

,, ngak pa2 dear, unda ngerti kok.., said mother.

,, you are good.!, ask mom.

,, yes bun , sia well aja.., I replied.

when I was talking to Mother Dirga was ready to eat, she saw me occasionally who was busy chatting.

he didn't try to make a sound or disturb me, he waited patiently for me.