
The lips were getting closer, as was Irene's lips in Agust's mind.
"Deliver!" With both of his hands holding Irene's arms, Agust pushed Irene's body a little tighter making Irene retreat and distance from her.
"Don't let me be rude to you, Irene!" firmly Agust released his hand grip on Irene's arm until Irene lost her balance. Although finally managed to stand up straight.
"Please keep your limits. I'm your superior. And I'm Archi's husband!" Agust emphasized his last sentence firmly. "Hurry out of my room." Agust.
Agust neutralized his racing heartbeat. The remnants of his head pain are still felt. He sat down and closed his eyes on his chair.
While in Ridwan's office.
Archi bowed, "Sir, get up! The coffee." said Archi woke Ridwan by shaking his arm.
Ridwan is a little nosy but does not show himself to be awake.
"Sir!" Archi tried once again to shake Ridwan's arm. When suddenly his arm was pulled Ridwan until he fell on the chest of the field Ridwan. The upper half of his body collapsed on Ridwan's chest. With relaxed and closed eyes Ridwan even hugged Archi like a bolster.
"Please!" Archi. Hit Ridwan's chest with his fist.
Ridwan opened his eyes in surprise. "Arachis!" his arms are still coiled around Archi's tiny body.
"What's wrong with the men here. Always looking for a chance!" gerutu Archi was so upset.
"Sorry Archi. I was not intentionally. I thought you rolled up on my bed." said Ridwan deeply regretfully as he let go of his embrace.
"Crosses and humans are different."
"The name is also unconscious. I'm sorry Archi. I really didn't mean it." Ridwan also sounded sincere.
"Yes already. That coffee is cold. I made it from earlier, but you're sleeping." said Archi.
"Yes sorry. Abis I'm so sleepy. Even if your coffee is cold, it's good." Ridwan sipped his coffee.
"Ng.. Can I ask you a question?" tanya Archi hesitated while sitting opposite to Ridwan. His manic investigated into Ridwan's expression.
"Ask what?" asked Ridwan curious about what Archi would ask.
"So while you were sleeping you were delirious. And you're saying that Yoon-gi-hyung isn't dead. Why?" ask Archi.
Ridwan seemed surprised to hear from Archi that he was raving like that in his dream. He also hesitated to answer.
"That's because I love Yoon Hyung so much. So sometimes I deny that Yoon-gi-hyung is not there." replied Ridwan with a sad look.
"Is it really just that you're talking like that?" tanya Archi is still investigating.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Don't you know anything about your brother's passing?" ask Archi.
"Bu-not. Know something how you mean?" Ridwan pretended not to understand. But a little suspicious of Archi's question that feels it contains something hidden.
"No, I just thought that what you said was true" Archi replied sounding reassuring.
"The person who was buried did not die. I just always hoped that Yoon-gi-hyung would still be around."
"Patience to you."
"But I'm still surprised, how could your husband have a face so similar to that of Yoon Hyung? Is this just a coincidence?"
"Maybe. Or maybe your brother actually has a wasted twin?"
"Haha.ngaco. My uncle and aunt had only one child, Yoon Hyung. If aunts give birth to twins they'll know."
"That's yeah. So Yoongi is your uncle and aunt's son. Where are they now?"
"They spend more of their time in Korea." Archi nodded like a parrot.
Break arrived. Finished performing the Dzuhur prayer, Archi and his friends plus Agust and Ridwan went to the canteen. Agust stood by Archi's side, embracing Archi's arm so tightly. Poking his body so close to Archi.
"Sir, shame. It's a workplace. Don't be so bad for other employees." said Archi. But Agust flinching and increasingly tightened his hand embrace.
"I don't care. I want to show people that I'm yours and you're mine. No one can take it and change it." Agust replied so coldly.
Behind them Ridwan melengos felt insinuated. While the friends of Archi bercie ria, also feel happy. Archi meets red.
"Why this cat? Why is he so possessive?" asked Archi to look at Agust's face which looked a little tense.
"Did she see Ridwan hugging me earlier huh?" archi thought without him knowing the real reason was because Irene was trying to get close to him. And also because of Agust's fear of his past that will take away his togetherness with Archi.
"I feel unfair to Archi. I had lied to her because I couldn't tell her the view that I could remember Irene." Agust's inner self felt guilty.
Changing afternoon. Hours of work came. The simple CEO went home with his wife just by riding a public vehicle. The bus was full of employees heading in the same direction as Agust and Archi.
"Sir, just sit in my place!" an employee who knew Agust's position in the company offered Agust a seat.
"Would you like to sit down?" ask Agust to Archi.
"You only. I'm standing up is okay." replied Archi.
"You two just sit down." The other employee next to the employee also offered.
"Thank you. But it's okay. You guys just sit down." Archi replied subtly refusing.
"Why not sit?" agust asked in a whisper in Archi's ear. "Happy is this position?" ask her naughty.
"Gust!" Agust chuckles.
After two empty seats were aligned, Archi and Agust sat down. Archi took a tissue in his bag. Attentive and gentle, Archi wiped the sweat on Agust's face.
"Thank you baby!" agust replied and then replaced the sweat on Archi's face.
"Why were you at the office? It seems possessive. Is there an attitude of mine that bothers you?" tanya Archi looked at Agust.
Agust swallowed his saliva, he looked nervous. "Eu. I just want people to know that we're husband and wife."
"Is that important?"
"Important dong. I'm the CEO, my face is also handsome, must be many girls who have a crush and want to be with me." he replied proudly.
"Especially my assistant." whispered Agust's heart.
Archi melengos, reluctantly responding.
"Heh...Archi is you. I'm right!" his pedicab.
"Yes." said Archi lazily.
After praying isya congregated, Father deliberately held yasinan together. The father who led the reading of Yasin until the completion of the prayer. After finishing yasinan, Archi and Agust returned to his room.
"Aaguuust!" call Archi bermanja.
"Why? Want now?" Agust ganged naughty.
"What the hell are you going to keep his mind on." Archi sulks funny.
"Keep what, spoiled spoiled like that?" ask Agust.
"You eat fried kwetiau" replied Archi nyengir.
"So it was Archi's dinner." August snorted in surprise. "His power in the refrigerator is his raw kwetiau. I'm masakin now. Let's spit."
"Not making you."
"Wah.wah. Time won't make her husband."
"I want to eat kwetiau fried Mas Dul."
"Oh Allah, he was the one at the hotel again. Faraway. Can't order online. The mystery is also a century." Agust protest imagines a long journey that he will go through if he obeys his wife's request.
"But that's where the portions are many and it tastes really good. That's why it's ngantri." August thought ketus.
"Yes, I don't want to. I'm gonna go to bed."
"E.iya.iya. I'm walking now. But do not be left to sleep" said Agust warned Archi firmly.
"Yes, no."
Agust went downstairs and picked up my father's car keys on the TV table's sideboard.
"Where's August going?" ask Dad.
"Archi wants to eat kwetiau, father."
"Oh, all the gasoline." Father gave some red sheets of money to Agust.
"Haduuh..nambah lama dong if ngantri in the pom as well." complained Agust in his heart while walking out of the house.
After ordering while waiting for the order to be made, Agust went to the pump to fill up the gas. Upon his return, the order had not yet been completed. Finally after waiting for a long time until accidentally overslept, Agust's order was finally ready. He rushed home with his joy.
Arriving at home, he saw Archi asleep on his bed with a blanket covering his body up to his neck.
Agust snorted resignedly to see his wait seemed in vain.
...~ connect ~...