Love That (No) Blind
Part 25-2: Husband Wife Debate (POV Agam)
THE HORN!
As soon as Agam heard the sound of the door closing, he knew Sara was already in her room. At once Agam could hear his heart beating twice. Yeah, five times.
Dug, dug, dug ...
It was like being inside a bedug that was being hit from outside. Real loud.
What the hell is he doing? Why is there no sound?
Agam who had been sitting on his bed earlier became so agitated because he could not know what Sara was doing at this time. He wanted to call the girl's name, but he was also afraid that he might be waiting for her, making her look like a pervert looking forward to these times.
So what am I supposed to do now?
“M-mas ..”
Finally, Sara started talking first.
“What's wrong?,” the answer is as quiet as possible. Don't let him know I'm nervous too.
“A-I slept on the floor only, yes.”
“What?!”
“N-nothing, Mas. At home too I'm usually the same Nisa and Nino. I will wear a blanket,” said Sara who clearly sounded nervous.
Agam massaged his temple, easing his sense of regret that soon turned into anger.
And start again ...
“Listen, Sara. I obviously can't possibly let you sleep on the floor. But, if you remain insistent, let me be downstairs, you sleep here,” said Agam as he began to lift his legs to lower down.
“J-don't, Mas! Nay! W-why is that Mas downstairs? This is Mas's room. It is also impossible for me to sleep below.” Sara sounded more nervous.
“See? We can't see either of us sleeping on the floor. So, why don't you just shut up, and go to sleep? No need to make a sound, no need to look left right, and assume nothing happens. Okay?”
I'm nervous here too, but I still have to calm others down. What is this test, God?
“O-oke ...,” Sara replied.
Slowly, Agam felt pressure on the other side of his bed. Sara began to obey. Mercifully.
But, it is not ...
“B-these pads are the barrier,” Sara said as if she was tidying something up on her bed, in the middle of them. Those pillows that he was probably putting there. “M-mas prohibited passing this barrier.”
Oh my God, what else is this?
“T-but, I don't sleep eating a lot of places, really. So let my place allotment be this, yes,” Sara said again while moving the pillows closer to her, giving a wider place for Agam, while for herself, he left only a little.
It's getting anxious. He wanted to throw the pillows, but he did not.
Agam felt his bed, looked for the pillows on it and moved it slightly to the middle. Afterwards, in a low but firm tone, he said, “Sara, sleep!”
"But, Mas ..."
"Sara!"
“I-iya ..”
Sara moved once, probably turning her body, either facing or turning her back.
“Mas ..”
“What else, Sara?,” ask Agam get anxious.
“S-good sleep ..”
Sara's soft voice instantly softened her sense of regret. The entire muscle in his body had suddenly become not as stiff as it was. Sara's words were like bewitching her to make her melt.
“Good sleep, Sara ..” she said softly, concubine maybe.
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Not much to eat, huh?
Agam was shocked not to play until he woke him when a hand suddenly landed hard right on his head. Not to be surprised, Sara's other hand landed on Agam's body. Sara hugged Agam.
Oh Allah ... You're not trying to kill me, are you?