Aksara For Arsyilla
Surprise Seconds
“Come, we will go to the house of Mama Khaira and Papa Radit right?” ask Aksara that afternoon.
The man accidentally knocked on the door of Arsyilla's room and opened it slowly. Aksara has prepared by wearing a white T-shirt, combined with a denim jacket, and also jeans.
Seeing Aksara who was already standing in front of his room, Arsyilla nodded, “Iya, briefly yes ... ten minutes,” he said.
A woman needs time to get ready. Therefore, Arsyilla did want to change her clothes first and slightly apply makeup with powder and a little lipstick. Because the day was still hot, even though it was afternoon, it was still hot out there, so Arsyilla chose to pigtail her hair.
“Come,” said Arsyilla as soon as she came out of her room approaching Aksara who was seen waiting for her in the living room.
“Wear your jacket,” said the man.
Arsyilla frowned, “Why wear a jacket?” tanyakanya.
“We ride the motor, at the same time let my motor the machine is hot, it has long been I do not use. After all, at most only half an hour to the house of Mama,” replied Aksara calmly.
Nodding, Arsyilla went back inside her room and picked up a jacket from there. Wear it quickly.
“Yuk, already ...,” answers again.
After that, the two then came out of the apartment unit mili Aksara, headed to the parking lot in the basement, there appeared a Ducati Motor with a red Scambler Sixty2 type parked in the basement parking lot of the apartment.
“We ride this?” asked Arsyilla who was not sure about the bike like the rides of the Ryder in the Moto GP was parked gallantly there.
Aksara actually nodded, “Iya, go up this. Why?” tanyakanya.
Arsyilla sighed, “I'm afraid,” she replied.
However, Aksara actually smiled and she immediately put a helmet and at the same time put the hook perfectly under Arsyilla's chin. The man smiled at Arsyilla's confused face and panicked before him.
“No need to fear, right as long as you are with me, you will definitely be safe,” he replied.
After that, Aksara rode the big motor and turned the engine as cool as it could be. Moments later, his hand seemed to turn the gas, after which he hinted to Arsyilla to immediately ride his motorbike.
“Come aboard,” pinta Aksara.
“How's it going? It's high,” replied Arsyilla.
After that, Aksara slightly turned towards Arsyilla, “Put your feet on the footstep (footrest), one hand held onto my shoulder, after that slightly up and sit behind me,” he said giving instructions.
Hearing the instructions given by Aksara, Arsyilla followed the instructions of her husband. His hand gripped Aksara's shoulder to hold on, after which Arsyilla managed to occupy the motorcycle.
Aksara smiled, apparently Arsyilla really followed her instructions. Even according to Aksara, in her marriage that has been running for one month, Arsyilla has not been too show the face of the jutek, even though the woman still keeps her distance. While advancing his motorbike, Aksara glanced from the rearview mirror, again the man smiled to see Arsyilla who was piggybacking on him.
Unlike Aksara who smiles herself, Arsyilla actually tries half-dead to maintain her sitting position. Because, the rear seat of the Aksara motor is higher and then leaning forward.
“You weren't on purpose, were you?” arsyilla asked this time to the man who was hounding her.
“Neach this motor, not the intention to deket-near me right?” ask Arsyilla this time.
Aksara laughs, “No, do whatever I do on purpose. Without me to make a coincidence, last night it was you who deket very same me. Just sleep on my chest try, fumbling my body,” he replied with spontans.
Jeez, it feels like Arsyilla can only growl. Why does the man sometimes speak so frontally to her. After all, who put him to sleep last night, after all, sleeping people are also aware that they are fumbling.
“You don't want my handle?” ask Aksara now, when the motorcycle stopped when the traffic light was red.
Arsyilla actually shook her head, “No, there will be protests because I fumbled people's bodies,” said Arsyilla.
“You can handle it too.” Aksara answered, then her hand moved looking for Arsyilla's hand behind her back and wrapped it around her waist.
“Well, gini .. if I speed a little safe,” he replied again.
“Please don't speed, I'm afraid,” replied Arsyilla now.
Hearing that Arsyilla was frightened, Aksara nodded, “Oke, I will slowly bring the motor, but must hold the gini until Mama's house yes. There are a few more corners,”
Not answering, but in fact Arsyilla's two hands were still coiled around Aksara's waist. As soon as the green light, Aksara reflex pulled the gas faster and braked somewhat suddenly, just contact the front of Arsyilla's body hit his back.
“Tuh, intentionally right,” replied Arsyilla again.
“Eh, not ... not intentionally. There's a cat passing it,” sahutya laugh amusedly.
Once it has reached the house of Mama Khaira and Papa Radit, the sound of a big motor exhaust is enough to make the owner of the house out of the house faster. They did not think that Arsyilla and Aksara were coming.
“You guys are coming? Papa thinks who,” says Papa Radit.
“Sorry, Pa ... The exhaust is noisy huh Pa?” arsyilla asked as she hugged her father.
“Not so, just a little surprised,” replied Papa Radit.
After that, Arysilla laughed, “I went into the room first yes Pa, tired,” he replied and just passed to his room first.
Then Aksara also shook his father-in-law's hand, “Sore Pa,” said.
However, when he turned around and took the key that was still on his motorcycle, Aksara wallet fell. While Papa Radit was still behind him, reflexively crouched down and picked up the open black wallet.
There is a photo stored in the wallet. Slowly, Papa Radit took the wallet, lifted it for a moment, then stared at the colored photo but from the age of the photo it can be clearly seen that it is an old photo.
“You Aksara?” ask Papa Radit slowly.
The smile on Aksara's face was gone, a secret that he had been hiding would be revealed right now. While sighing, Aksara turned around slowly and looked at Papa Radit.
“I Aksara, Dad,” he replied followed by tears that just dripped from the corner of his eye.