Marrying My Brother's Fiancee
CHAPTER 15 STUCK IN HUSBAND'S ROOM
After picking up some clothes from Sarah's apartment, they arrive at Raka's parents' house almost midnight.
Mama and Papa Raka are asleep.
The turnstile was opened by Mr. Dudung, security and home guard. Just this time Sarah visited Raka's house, a large two-story house with a modern minimalist building style, behind the high walls there is a yard that is quite spacious.
The use of wood and glass is dominant and the floor plan is open so it looks very elegant. Especially with white wood accents that stand out among the elements of glass.
Unlike the house owned by Sarah's parents, which is a modern classic style and minimal yard but in a very aesthetic design resembling a European model.
Bi Asih opened the front door, though,
"Bi, bring Sarah's suitcase to my room"
"Yes, the Raka..."
The eyes of the middle-aged woman seemed to be shrouded in hospitality.
"Non Sarah, nice to meet non,"
Bi Asih was about to take a small suitcase out of Sarah's hand. But Sarah gently rejected.
"I can bring my own, bi. "
"But non..."
"Just call Sarah, bi.don't wear a non" Sarah smiled.
"But..."
"Just Sarah, or Sarah's son.that's better" said Sarah, she remembered mbok Yem at home her parents always called her Nak from the past, felt comfortable and familiar in the ear.
"But non..."
Sarah's eyes glared at the woman who was the same age as her mother.
"It's bi, just like him. Aunty just call as she asks" Raka said indifferently.
"Mama and Papa are asleep?"
"Yes, den. The Master and Madam were asleep, long waiting for Aden to come but the mother was sleepy. Mistress messages, aden and non Sarah sleeping in aden's room tonight. Tomorrow you can move to the main room upstairs, until the room is ready"
Bi Asih locked the door and walked towards the stairs, escorting them to Raka's room.
"I will sleep in another room only" asked Sarah. with a low volume so that only Raka heard.
Raka's hand had already pulled Sarah's wrist, taking her up the stairs without caring for Sarah's plea.
"Bi, I can take Sarah to my room. No need to be in between. Aunty sleeps alone" Raka blinked her eyes at the Asih bi, then climbed the stairs with the smile of the friendly old woman, half teasing Raka.
Arriving in the room, Raka takes off Sarah's hand.
"I slept in the other room only" Sarah held her suitcase tightly in annoyance.
"Just sleep in my room"
"I don't want to room with you!"
"You think I want to?" Raka squinted her eyes at Sarah.
"So, why are you forcing me to sleep in the room with you?"
"Because it's impossible for the two of us as husband and wife to be different rooms!" sahut Raka while opening a small room that turns out to contain a closet, shoes and all kinds of costumes.
"You don't want my parents to see and question, why did this love-drunk newlywed break up two weeks from her wedding day?"
Sarah just gawked in a sense of helplessness at Raka's words.
"I take a shower first, please adapt to my room" he said again before closing the bathroom door.
Sarah, who was silent, stood in front of the half-open door.
Sarah took a deep breath calming her heart which felt an upset piling up against her chest.
I don't know how long he's survived all this madness.
Close the door slowly and look at the not-so-big room. But impressed airy.
Raka Room is designed with a modern minimalist model, the room is dominated by black, brown and silver with a minimalist interior design makes the room present a modern feel.
At the foot of the bed was a long gray sofa bed with short backrests facing off against a round table of glass that led to a large TV on the wall.
Raka's room became elegant and felt spacious because it did not look much stuff. The carpet is monochrome.
Sarah sat on the sofa bed. Until Raka shows up in sleeping pajamas.
"Bring it, the water is warm. Or do you want to sleep in that dress?" raka Tegur.
Sarah went with a sour face, entered the bathroom, cleaned the body, absolutely no intention of bathing. Then change clothes with hand-length cotton nightgowns with trousers.
He actually does not like sleeping clothes like this, usually he uses a dress from satin that is rather open. But considering sleeping in Raka's house, he chose clothes covered even if it was not comfortable for him.
When he came out of the bathroom, the big chandelier was dead, the dim light of the room only came from the sleeping lamp on the corner table. And the ice-cold man, Raka was already coiled under the blanket on the sofa bed.
"Sleep in bed, don't worry I'll bother you" Raka said without turning her head.
Sarah does not answer, she plans not to talk to Raka again until Raka takes her home to the apartment.
"You remember, our three nights at the hotel, I wasn't the slightest bit tempted to touch you. You're not my type at all"
Sarah gets into bed, no matter what Raka says.
Thankfully, she knew herself by giving me this bed. At least I can sleep comfortably. Sarah went under the thick blanket on the bed and closed her eyes. For sleep problems, Sarah is pretty sure Raka obeys her own words. She just felt trapped in the room of the person she called her husband for.
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The sound of a knock on the door of the room, woke Sarah. To Sarah's surprise, she sat on the bed. The morning sunlight pierced through the glass curtain next to his bed making him squint his eyes.
Raka also sits on the sofa bed under Sarah's feet.
Raka looked at Sarah,
"You locked the door, didn't you?"
Sarah just gawked, her head unconsciously shaking.
The door sounds on knock again.
"Darling....." That's the mother's voice, though,
Raka immediately jumped onto the bed, Sarah almost shouted in surprise at Raka's behavior.
" Get out, give me a place!" Raka infiltrates the blanket and hugs Sarah.
"You're crazy, aren't you?! " Sarah shouted but soon her mouth was on Raka's back.
"Honey, you're awake?"
"Yes, we're awake!"
Sarah squirms trying to escape Sarah's embrace but Raka grips her shoulder tightly, leaving Sarah unable to move.
"Just go in, ma. The door is not in the key" cried Raka.
The door opened, with a smile from Raka's mother who was in a wheelchair pushed by a young nurse.
"Good morning, dear.sorry mama is bothering you" Mama Raka chuckled at the funny feeling with the two people who were in bed hugging it.
"Morning ma.." said Sarah, a small pinch on Sarah's shoulder arm, a,
Sarah turned her head with a dead red face.In welcome Raka's raised eyebrows.
"May also ma..." Sarah threw a smile towards Mama Raka, even though her voice stuttered.
"Mama just can't wait to see you guys," her mama snatched away the spoiled.
"Ah, mama..we've woken up from earlier just to chat while sleeping so long in bed" Raka ruffled Sarah's long hair as if they were really friendly.
"Yes, come on, you're coming down. Breakfast is ready. Mama wait below ya.." mama Raka smiled in satisfaction, and gave the code to her nurse to get out.
"Yes ma.." only Raka answered.
When her mother was lost behind the door, Sarah violently brushed Raka's hand away and jumped out of bed.
" Crazy jerk!" Sarah spoke incestantly as she walked quickly towards the bathroom.