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Hello 129, Pillow talk
"Yes .. Brother has more nyebelinnya than not nybebelinnya. It's good, but if it can change for the better it must be the best" replied Izza with a relaxed style of speech.
Rama, a man with all his independence, the side of indulgence that he had seemed buried deep. If in the end he starts to show a spoiled side in him, it could be a sign that he has begun to feel comfortable with Izza and as an impingement does not get it in his entire life.
"I have read, whether in books or the internet, lying on a warm lap of a woman is said to be able to relax tense muscles after a full day of activity. It's rich work, so if I feel tense muscles.may be a rich sleep gini again" said Rama as his eyes closed.
"Keep the gini-rich sleeping position overnight? there is a comfortable there, here is a tingling" said Izza Becanda.
"Who are you, Za? present when my world is not okay. Fun dancing in my mind, like there is a connecting rope between us" asked Rama again.
"Hey .. have been married still ask who am I?" joking Izza to break his nervous taste.
"You never know why Sachi is so comfortable near you, it turns out there are things that can not be expressed but can only be felt. Can you sleep here tonight? it feels tired soul and body" pinta Rama.
"But it doesn't matter, just sleep" said Izza.
"You can't promise" said Rama with a flirtatious smile.
"Why all of a sudden this pampered? can enlightenment or jealousy equal the person who gives the gift? how can it come together. When the gifts have not come, the figure of Brother is very scary. Worried about losing competitiveness with that secret admire?" ask Izza curiously.
"I don't want to talk about other people, tonight it's just me and you. I just want to get to know you more deeply" break up Rama.
"Some of my life story must have been Brother already know, but what drew him in my life? The family story is happy but ended with the misery of nestapa. Feel like living in the same family but end up with different situations. Had seen both parents friendly but never also saw the two face to face full of wrath. When I was in fourth grade, I changed a lot. The figure of the family man seemed to disappear immediately and turned into a creepy figure for the family. There was no advice or laughter, only anger left. Home in a state of drunken drink even sakau because of illegal drugs. I do not know since when the Father touched the illicit goods, Father like that I know from Mba Zizi. Not old enough when all that happens so do not know what is going on in front of the eyes. The mother who was initially treated like a queen turned into a babu. Which used to be often spoiled by the Father, turned into the backbone of the family. To live today, only sought the morning. Going to school without eating is common. Armed with a bottle of water from a bottle of mineral water collected on the street, that's what I took to school to prop up the stomach. Even though from childhood to fourth grade SD, our family can be said to be enough even though not excessive. Feel once a month eating out even though just eating in a tent stall. It's a pity how the somersaults of my life are" Izza opened with a look full of sadness.
Rama immediately sat down, he took the pillow in Izza's lap and transferred to the headboard. Rama leaned in with Izza.
"My scarred legs are authentic proof of how Mom was tormented. You do not hesitate to play hands and can even wear anything that is visible to his eyes. Without mercy, the body of the Mother who is tired from working odd jobs, must receive blows even kicks. When I was home, I with a little energy tried to protect Mom. Yes with the consequences of being beaten up by you too. Ever asked yourself, why don't you just kill Mom instead of being constantly tortured. My respect and love also slowly turned into a grudge against the Father" Izza said with teary eyes.
"Innalilahi." replied Rama slowly.
"But I have buried that memory deep. Father and Mother are my parents, no matter what happens, I deserve to respect both. Moreover, both are gone, now my job can only pray" said Izza again.
"Have you ever had a crisis over what happened in childhood?" asked Rama who had now continued to look at Izza with a look of pity.
"Earlier, but I finally felt precocious due to forged circumstances. Decided to stay focused and show me well to anyone. It was just one dream at the time .. to be rich. If I am rich, you do not have to work hard, you also do not need to find a fortune that is uncertain. Want to make them effort. I want to buy a house so we don't move around. Aspiring to go to college as high as possible and for sure, I want people around me not to get the treatment I experience. Maybe at that time I didn't think that reaching for all that needed material, yes the name was also a child, where I thought everyone needed money" said Izza.
"Need a hug?" ask Rama carefully.
Without Izza's consent, Rama puts Izza's head on his chest and hugs Izza from the side. Gently stroked Izza's hair while occasionally wiping Izza's hands. Izza's tears that had been detained were even spilled in Rama's arms.
"The second time he hugged me, it was very warm, but this time it was warmer. These hugs seem to communicate support, security, pleasure, compassion and belonging. His embrace always managed to attract the body and touch the soul" said Izza in his heart.
Rama laid Izza slowly onto the pillow she had placed on the bed. Slowly Rama's body also collapsed beside him.
"Sleep . It's too late to talk. Sorry if it makes you sad, I don't mean to scratch old wounds that have dried up. Feeling better now?" ask Rama.
Izza nodded slowly. Rama releases his embrace and covers Izza's body with a blanket. Then Izza stroked her hair again.
"I'm here, if there's still something going on, say it. I do not know if my presence can help solve the problems you face, but I will accompany you to pass all the tests that lie ahead" said Rama softly.
"Please Brother. Another time it's Brother's turn to tell me about Big Brother's life" replied Izza.
"What would you like to tell me. I myself am confused if asked why it could be like this .. hehehe" said Rama.
"Can you go to the hotel tomorrow?" ask Izza repeating her question.
"Yes . but the promise is just take care of Sachi and get together Mama-mama socialita, do not play anywhere else. I'm just worried Za if you don't have anyone to look after" said Rama.
"I can take care of myself" Izza said.
"I'm sure there are people who are targeting you, paying attention to all your movements" continued Rama.
"What the hell would you take from me?" ask Izza.
"See what the motive is, but whatever it is, this person must have evil intentions to you" continued Rama.
The two look back at each other, the room feels warm tonight. Communication that has never been as personal as this, accompanied by hugs and deep gazes.
Rama approached Izza, eager to kiss Izza on the forehead. When it was near, Izza regained consciousness and refused.
"Sister.I'm sorry I'm not ready for things like this. Being able to bed together has made progress for our relationship" Izza said politely.
"Okay. sorry if it makes you uncomfortable" said Rama.
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Rama fell into a deep sleep, a rare occurrence a Rama can fall asleep under twelve pm. It was precisely Izza who could not sleep, finally decided to make the food that would be brought by Sachi and his friends order Sachi. After that all put first the refrigerator and later in the morning only to be processed further.
At two o'clock at night he went back into the room, Rama was no longer in bed, apparently in the bathroom.
After Rama came out with wet hair like a shower. Izza went to the bathroom.
Rama is neat with cocoa clothes and sarongs that he was wearing. Sitting on her sajad while waiting for Izza to come out of the bathroom.
Izza came out of the bathroom directly to the closet and back in the bathroom, Rama only heard the sound of his steps. After three minutes, Izza came back out of the bathroom and immediately lay down his body on the bed, apparently drowsiness has begun to attack.
"Kok even want to sleep, pray first. It's tahajjud" take Rama.
"In the morning do not pray Kak" replied Izza.
"Isya was praying, why suddenly now no, you are no longer an obstacle?" ask Rama.
"Yes" Izza replied briefly.
Actually Izza still feel embarrassed about discussing femininity with Rama.
"Indeed, could it be midnight like this?" asked Rama plainly.
"Can when ajalah Kak, where there is a clock must be a clock" replied Izza.
"It's not just morning?" ask Rama again.
"Said to be able to when .. already yes chat .. sleepy" replied Izza while closing his eyes.
"Former Mba Mentari was very fond of asking for help to minimarket buy pads. At first pas ga tau sih cuek-cuek aja, so already SMP. auto ga want again if you want to be asked please. Pantes aja cashier likes to smile if I fit to pay. But Mba Mentari always ask for morning purchases, I think only in the morning if the obstacle" explained Rama.
"The risk of having an older sister is yes, you want to buy it" said Izza.
"Ga always anyway.maybe if the stock runs out" replied Rama.
"Sorry .. ask for help to others" replied Rama.
"Yes the hell why even discuss this anyway.kan Kakat want to pray" Izza remembered.
"Keep through the day that's the obstacle?" ask Rama again.
"Yes, yes, the time out stops out, stops all day for about a week" Izza replied with ogah-ogahan.
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After the tahajud prayer, Rama went back to sleep, usually he would work while waiting for dawn, but this time he really felt sleepy.
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"Mommy ... Mommy. "call Sachi while knocking on Izza's room door.
"Yes... for a moment." replied Izza while looking for her hijab.
Izza opened the door, and Sachi and Mba Nur were standing at the door.
"Mommy.." said Sachi spoiled while embracing Izza.
"It's still night when I wake up" said Izza.
"Sorry Mba. It is now half six hours" replied Mba Nur.
"Half six .. Sachis... Dad woke up, Dad did not pray at dawn, haduh .. keburu ga ya make provisions" Izza rada panicked.
Mba Nur returns to Sachi's room to tidy up the room and prepare Sachi's school uniform.
"Dad... Father .. wakennnn" cried Sachi while riding Rama.
"What the hell is Sachiii... I'm sleepy" said Rama.
"Dad .. it's noon .." continued Sachi.
"Yes Kak. it's already six and a half hours past" explained Izza who was preparing to go to the kitchen.
Rama immediately ran to the bathroom, then the morning prayer that had been bad luck.
Izza was immediately busy in the kitchen assisted by a housekeeper so quickly. Mba Nur who prepared Sachi from bathing to wearing a uniform. Sachi did wake up early and get ready for school, seven o'clock had to leave even though the entrance was only eight in the morning. The streets of Jakarta are difficult to guess, usually if it is not jammed can be around twenty minutes to school, but if it is jammed can be up to an hour. That is why Rama always reminded to leave early. Better to wait at school than late.
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The order was already neatly prepared by Izza around half past seven. Luckily, just baking pizza bread and mixing Mac and cheese does not take a long time.
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The ordered food was packed and named by Izza. Then continue to feed Sachi breakfast. Since Izza, Sachi always asked to be bribed, usually while listening to the e-learning provided by the school and discussed with Izza.
"Rama's gone Za?" ask Mr. Isam.
"Maybe Pi is ready" Izza replied.
"Tumben is usually tidy and already want to leave at this hour" said Mr. Isam.
"Mommy .. earlier Sachi saw Dad sleeping again abis prayer" said Sachi.
"Sleep???" ask Izza don't believe it.
"Yes.. Dad said sleepy" replied Sachi.
"Sachi continued to eat with Mba Nur ya, Mommy wants to take a shower and get ready between Sachi to school, all awake Dad" said Izza.
Sachi nodded, Mba Nur sat in Izza's place.
"That's still sleeping, try to make a bath all Za. eh what has been a bath ya keep sleeping again. hehehe" ledek Mas Haidar.
"It's very obvious that our boss is that one. You know what Za. when the night Papi saw he had a very cape. Does her neck still hurt?" timpal Mr. Isam.
"Every night has been followed by the light of Pi" replied Izza.
"Don't KO with his wife Pi. hahaha. Rama is extra power, not sleep can only focus on work. This time it's helpless" said Mas Haidar.
Izza hurriedly entered the room because of the shame of being harassed by Mr. Isam and Mas Haidar. Sure enough he found Rama still sleeping when he entered the room.
"Sister. wake up Brother.. it's past half-seven hours, is it not working today?" Izza asked, rubbing Rama's hand.
"It is so bad" answered Rama.
"Tumben knows the word sleepy.... indeed do not want to enter today?" ask Izza.
"Where are you going?" rama replied.
"Yes go to work, you want to go where else" replied Izza.
"Where cake. yep good time if you wake up there is morning kiss that" Rama fantasies.
"There is a morning kiss morning kissan.I want to take a shower directly between Sachi to school" said Izza.
"Yes ... do not wake up first yes .. wait ten minutes again, want to continue tidu" said Rama while closing his eyes again.
Izza went straight to the bathroom and brought a change of clothes. Rama continued to sleep.
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"Sorry Boss Papi ... Where is Boss? the car has been on a clean lap, it has been heated, Ujang is also neat, kok delivered even not too tired" asked Mang Ujang who approached Mr. Isam at the dining table.
"Sabar aja deh Mang .. big baby again spoiled" said Mas Haidar.
"Marijuana? big baby?" tanya Mang Ujang start lola.
"Sachi's father again ngiri with his son, right his son is often bathed with Mommy, so now ask to be bathed with Izza as well" Mas Haidar joked.
"Papa is funny .. Dad has grown up, the time is taken by Mommy" said Sachi