Anti Romantic
Ill

White tufted fabric that covers the window frame is busy showing the atmosphere of the morning that still looks dark. At 6:23, Grey opened the door to his balcony and was immediately greeted by the chirping of birds perched on the tree in front of him and the smell of the earth so stinging his kiss.

The wind was still so cool that it touched the surface of her skin that it made the 21-year-old girl clutch her own body. About 9 hours the sky spilled its blessing in the form of rain onto the surface of the earth leaving dew still dripping small on the iron fence that Grey is currently touching.

It is still very clear how he passed his fear of the thunder and lightning that occurred last night by falling asleep in Argan's arms, and now when he woke up he was in the room that became his most comfortable place for almost two months.

Grey turned to Argan's room which looked like there were no occupants in it, the balcony lights were still brightly lit indicating that the owner of the room that is classic design is still not awake from his sleep.

The son of Deana frowned and then turned his body to come out of his room.

"Just waking up, Grey?" aira asked shortly after Grey came out of her room.

The woman of more than half a century was already neat with her fashionable clothes, Grey could have guessed that Argan's mother was going to attend an event and her guess was reinforced with a bag with a brand that made the screaming pouch appear to hang on the arm decorated by a clock not losing the brand.

"Yes, Bund," Grey replied

Aira smiled as she rubbed Grey's right shoulder slowly. "Mother is ready for breakfast, chicken corn asparagus soup is suitable for cold weather as it is now," he said to a nod by Grey

Just now Grey stepped foot but stopped when Bi Minah came with a tray containing a bowl of soup and a glass of mineral water and a bottle of fever-reducing medicine in her hand.

"Who's sick, Bund?" asked Grey curiously

"Argan" answered Aira while turning the teak door knob in front of her.

The woman began to step foot into Argan's room and was followed by bi Minah, Grey who was curious no doubt following the friend of his parents. The girl fell silent behind Aira as her eyes caught the body lying weakly on the king-size bed with a face so pale.

Grey turned his head when he heard Aira sigh softly. "Why, Bund?" tannya

"Mother is confused, Grey. This morning Mommy must accompany Dad to attend his business colleagues event outside the city and the plane is one hour away, but Mommy also can not leave Ar in a state of kayak gini," obviously Aira at length clearly looks timeless and worried.

"Mother needs help, Grey?"

Impulsively Aira turned her head to hear the question of the girl beside her. "Mother is not sure Grey wants to help Mother" he said hesitantly

"As long as Grey can, Grey will help Bund" Grey replied, grabbing the tray that was still in Bi Minah's hands. "Grey used to take care of Dennis when he was sick" he continued, sitting himself on the edge of the bed and then putting a tray on the nightstand.

Aira smiled, "Grey sure?"

"Mother believes in Grey?, Ar will be healthy before Mother and Father go home" Grey said, making Aira chuckle

"Alright, if Grey is sure," said Aira then bowed to align her face right next to Deana's child's ear. "Later Grey don't kapok yah!" His whisper then stood up and turned his body about to come out of the room of the son leaving Grey who was even glued in place.

"Later mother tell Bi Minah to bring your breakfast here." Aira's voice rang out before Argan's bedroom door closed perfectly

Grey was still silent trying to dive into the intentions of the woman he called the Mother until a groan was heard in his ear.

The girl turned her head and saw Argan frowning his nose while massaging his forehead.

"Arggh" he said

"Wake up?" Grey asked as his hands fixed Argan's pillow position

Argan who was not fully awake immediately frowned, with his eyes closed the man tried to sharpen his hearing to confirm the sound he heard.

The eyes that initially felt heavy immediately opened perfectly, Argan gasped in shock to find Grey sitting next to him with a face that was still so obvious if the girl also just woke up from her sleep.

"Why in my room?" argan asked in a soft voice while trying to sit down

"The same old man is out of town again" the unsuitable answer was uttered without a burden from Grey's lips and Argan was not satisfied with it

"Mother tell you to stay here?"

Grey nodded in agreement, the brother of Dennis then grabbed the bowl of soup that was on the nightstand and stirred the soup. "Lo want to eat alone or am I bribing?" Ask

Argan sighed softly before replying, "Usually my mistress is." Her impression that invites a stifled smile from Grey

"Not laughing Grey!" Although feeling a little embarrassed but Argan trying to act ordinary.

It is not his fault if the habit of being pampered when sick is attached to the 28-year-old man, being the only child of parents who are so loving makes him accustomed to being spoiled by the mother even at the age of who soon stepped on the head of three.

"My body's all limp, Grey. I can't hold any more bowls with one hand, "that's the truth

The man who always looked dashing and charismatic was now really alarming, my eyes, and lips and face were so pale, and did not forget his body which was also warm.

"Lo wouldn't want it if the soup was spilled and add to your duties in my room because of har-"

"Yes.."

Argan's mouth impulsively opens as Grey thrusts a spoonful of soup to feed it.

"The sick person should eat a lot to be healthy quickly" said Grey gently with his hand back scooping the soup. "After this you take medicine" he continued

Argan's head swung up and down like a boy being given advice by his parents. Although Argan's mouth moves properly but the owner of the box smile was still silent with eyes that lead to Grey noticed the face without polish with skin so white accompanied by natural hue on both cheeks.

"Why?"

Argan blinked his eyes quickly as Grey returned his gaze with round eyes.

"It's okay." Argan wavers, he has been caught paying attention to Grey who incidentally does not like something like that

"It turns out not only your body is limp and sick?"

"Huh?"

"Lo's eyes too." Grey spoke while placing a bowl half-full on the nightstand and then took a glass of mineral water. "The evidence is that your eyes also can not move and continue to look at me," he continued thrusting water to Argan

The sick man did not immediately receive the glass offered by Grey, feeling cornered he finally said. "Yassalam Grey, yes because I hurt my eyes I also have to hurt, well the time I have to close my eyes while eating," he said

"Again yah lo do not think anywhere, I did not accidentally see lo it is also because there are traces of sleep on your lips tuh." point it at Grey's lips then grab the glass in the hand of the girl who immediately stood up and walked to the mirror

Argan's lying. Well, Raufan's son tried to cover up his misdeeds by outwitting Grey, and while the girl was busy watching his face in front of the mirror Argan immediately laid back his body.

"Gue's sleepy, Grey. Lo breakfast first," he said who knew if the girl who accompanied him was not breakfast because Bi Minah who had brought food while he was being fed by the girl