
That morning, with no wind, Reynand waited for Azalea to prepare. The man sat on the living room sofa in neat clothes while playing with a cell phone. Reynand immediately stood up when he saw Azalea coming.
"Cock, you haven't left yet?" Azalea asked confusedly, feeling strange with the attitude of the husband.
Reynand did not answer. He stood up, walked ahead, then looked at it briefly. "Splash!" said fierce.
Azalea. He held back his frustration towards Reynand. Stirring his feet to the floor while walking quickly, he did not realize that someone in front of him was stopping his steps.
"Aw!" Azalea squealed in shock as her forehead smashed into the sturdy back in front of her. His face was flushed, as red as a boiled crab between embarrassment and enduring the pain in the forehead. His hands were busy stroking the painful forehead.
"That road be careful, Lea." Reynand's voice was suppressed, but the man stroked Azalea's reddened forehead. He smelled a smile, felt funny with his wife.
"Yes, sorry." Azalea replied softly with her head steadily lowered.
However, Reynand's subsequent treatment actually made his head look up. The man clasped his wrist, not a rough grip but a soft grip. Reynand pulls him out of their unit.
Without letting go of his arm, Reynand closed the door. He moved his hand to the palm of Azalea, then put his fingers between the fingers of the girl. Like a puzzle finding its piece, so the man felt it at this moment. It felt, the link of their hands was very fitting and reassuring. Until, he felt unwilling to let go when they reached basemant.
Like something was missing when Reynand released the link of their hand, that was how Azalea felt. She squeezed the school skirt to get rid of the emptiness of her soul. It would be a shame if Reynand knew what her heart was feeling. Azalea bit her lower lip, resisting the turmoil inside the chest.
"Lake in!"
The command Reynand uttered was quite capable of diverting Azalea from the rage. He rushed to open the car door, then entered and quickly put on his seat belt.
"Why don't I get a driver?" azalea asked with a confused expression that was not made up. He really didn't understand Reynand's plan this morning.
"I don't want you to run around anymore." Reynand replied without looking. The man's gaze remained straight ahead.
Azalea's mouth gaped. Reynand could have said that. He thought last night's problem was over.
"Don't I already explain-"
"Had been so bad. I am lazy to argue. Today, I'm ready to meet you with my lesson." Reynand closed their debate by turning on the music, leaving Azalea's lips that had opened tightly clenched.
Azalea turned her head quickly as the car stopped at the intersection. Actually, he could already guess, but still felt disbelief with the actions Reynand took. Although, he also would not agree if the man drove him to school.
'Ah, it's completely wrong to face this strange man.'
"What are you ready for, if our status is published?" reynand asked with squeaking eyes. As if, the man knew the contents of Azalea's head at this moment.
"Yes. I'm not ready yet. I'm, right, still in school." Azalea was suddenly nervous. Can die suddenly if he reaches school knows that he has status as the wife of people.
"I'm off with the driver-"
"From now on there are no more drivers. Had enough. We'll go and go home together" Reynand said quickly.
"Huh?" Azalea stared in disbelief. Going and going home to school he had to walk this far, could break his legs.
"Thank you sports, right. Don't lazy. Quick down!" Reynand flicked his chin, gesturing for Azalea to quickly get out of his car.
Azalea took a deep breath. If he could, he wanted to hold his breath as long as he could.
Azalea opened the car door violently, then exited in a rough motion as well. Just as, his hand was about to close the door, the sound of Reynand's call rang out. The man reached out his hand, and his fate .. he knew very well what Reynand meant.
Azalea kissed the back of Reynand's hand. He felt a soft elusan on his head after his head moved away. Damn, that elusan was like delivering a wave of peace in his heart.
'Come, Azalea! Don't be so easy.' Azalea cursed herself.
Azalea stared after the car she was riding drove away from her. Azalea fixed the bag on her back, then walked quickly towards school. He doesn't want to be late.
Azalea held her knees. The sweat runs through the temple. He wiped the sweat with the back of his hand. Tired of feeling, I don't know when the last time he walked in the morning. If not in the hours of sports lessons, Azalea is lazy to exercise.
A cold touch on the cheeks jerked his body. Azalea looked up with wide eyes in shock to find who was standing next to her. Then, his head turned to the left and to the right. Not satisfied with just that, he twisted the body looking around. There were some people passing by, but did not pay attention to him.
Azalea breathed a sigh of relief, and picked up the bottle Reynand gave her, who was her teacher at school. Who would have thought if the man actually kept away the cold drink that was proffered.
"It's cold, not good for health after tired of exercising." Reynand said casually. He moved the bottle of mineral water from his left hand to his right, then gave it to Azalea. "Drink this one," he said softly with a gentle gaze that fascinated Azalea.
Most Reynand can make a frozen heart melt, a burning feeling, become warm, and make hope in one's heart.
Azalea accepted the bottle shyly. "Thank you" he said softly. Both of his cheeks were red.
When opening the bottle cap, Azalea had a hard time. Yes, Azalea is like any other girl. When being with his partner, his strength seemed to disappear just like that. Not remaining. In fact, on an ordinary day when there was no Reynand beside him, Azalea could do anything. Opening a bottle was just a small matter for him.
Reynand smiled faintly. He opened the bottle with pleasure. And then the man went away. Not to forget, his hands stretched out stroking the head of Azalea. Only a light elusan, as light as a cotton swab, but the effect reaches the chest of Azalea.
'The head that was taken. Why is the heart broken.' Azalea complained to herself.
Azalea had not been able to continue her step into the classroom, as her eyes caught Reynand's interaction with the other teachers. The man seemed to widen his smile, even during his time as his wife Azalea had never found Reynand smiling that wide.
Suddenly, Azalea's lips cut. He was very upset, like something was burning in his chest. Of course it was not the forest that was burning, but his heart was being overwhelmed with jealousy when he saw Miss Winda tucking hair in the earlobe. His Indonesian teacher looked shy meow, like a teenager who was stricken with the kasmaran virus.