Mustika Serpent's Skeleton
The Sweet Promise

His mouth was getting ready to throw a curse at me. Down, that's the only thing I can do. Moreover, what was wrong with pretending to be a weak woman in front of Qenan. At the very least, I was unimpressed to hunt her attention and was considered an unselfish woman.

"Cery?" Qenan quite gasped at the arrival of the woman.

"Yes! I'm calling no you pick up, searched the office, you're not there. It turns out you're here apparently." Said the woman named—Cery-- while staring intently at Qenan.

"Sorry, Mr. Qenan. Do I have to go first?"

"No, just continue eating."

"But, Mr ...."

"You just go!" snapped Cery loudly and looked emotional.

"Cerl!" Qenan snapped back, because he saw me flutter. Other restaurant visitors began to realize the unpleasant atmosphere was going on.

"You don't try to seduce my fiance, yeah. Just be careful if you fuck around!" Cery threatened me before Qenan dragged him out of the restaurant.

After a few minutes, Qenan returned to the table where I was still waiting for him with a sweet seat. His eyes were red and I saw his breathing irregular. And this is the right time for me to pretend sympathy.

"Prophey yes, sir. The nature of the woman is jealous," I said sok-kokan give understanding.

"He's over, his jealousy is overrated. While I was a leader, inevitably, I had to meet many relationships that were not few women, even more young and single."

"Emh, yes, too. But in the long run, Mbak Cery will understand, sir," I assured Qenan.

"Too late! I've been too fed up with his behavior and nature."

"Then?"

"I decide" said Qenan with a face that looked relaxed. It was like letting go of a sigh of relief. It made me very happy and had a chance to get into his life.

Finish my meal and Qenan goes back to the office. On the way, in the car we kept chatting casually. Not talking about Cery, nor discuss work issues. Every now and then Qenan glanced at me and smiled meaningfully.

***

Mentari began to move from the contest. On the edge of the window I'm a mega-roof that's starting to blacken. Once in a while I realize, where will this life be taken? I am beautiful, but not confident in my own abilities. I have gone too far, it is impossible to turn around. Free!

Beautiful hairless eyes, now wet for the first time, first to regret something bad, which I did to pursue a man. It's hard to explain, it feels so tight in the chest.

The night wind was blowing in through the window. Suddenly I smelled a rancid smell, whether it was the smell of blood, whether it was the smell of wet fish.

"I don't think I'm shopping yet. How come there's a fish smell in my room?"

I walked into the kitchen, to check the contents of the refrigerator. However, in the frezer there is not a single fish, on the bottom shelf there is only water and two salak. Confused for sure, it is impossible for the smell of fish from a neighboring house to this rented house to be sniffed by my sense of smell. At the thought of where the scent came from, a figure that resembled Mbah Sugiono suddenly stood to the side. Suddenly I was strangled, then I quickly closed my own mouth. Fortunately, no neighbors heard, let alone suspected of the noise that arose these nights.

"Remember my message, don't think of letting go, otherwise you will pay dearly for your disbelief!" it seemed to threaten me.

"Mbah Sugiono?" many ensure.

"Yes! It's me, it's my tribe."

"Okay, Mbah," I answered briefly.

Within seconds, Mbah Sugiono disappeared. I went back into the room and threw my body on the bed.

The ancient clock was heard ten times from the house of the landlord. But my eyes refused to close. Every now and then I glanced at the waving window curtains, like someone was playing.

"Bodo very!"

Kuraih device and play it, thinking can invite drowsiness, but the eyes can not be closed. This eyeball is even more wide open staring at the posts that pass on the Facebook homepage.

Complaints, nyinyiran, and everything exhibited. I grunt occasionally, because the night is getting late, and my eyes feel tired.

Trying another trick I used to watch on youtube, which was counting the lambs. Until the count of two hundred, not the drowsiness obtained, even irritated I felt.

"Agdhh!"

I blinked my eyes many times, then turned off the sleeping lights.

The mat!

I finally fell asleep in the dark room. The noise of a bunch of rats in the attic no longer ignored. Yes, I was completely asleep like that, because when I opened my eyes, the sunlight had already started to crawl through the cracks of the window.

***

The atmosphere of the office had begun to bustle, it seemed Yosi and Mila were getting ready in front of their computers.

"Damn! It turned out that I was late again," I grumbled while scratching the non-itchy noses.

"Rafe, hey! Why are you beautiful?" scold someone from the opposite direction.

"Huh, I didn't hear wrong, did I?" ask me to myself.

"The cafe?"

"Have breakfast?" ask Qenan.

"Ouch! His voice sounded spoiled in my ears. Want to feel grabbing your hair, then I whisper something," I whispered in my heart while adjusting the breath that was suddenly claustrophobic.

"Rafe, breakfast first, yuk!" Qenan clasped my finger, then took me to the cafeteria, near the office.

All eyes were fixed on us, undeniably also with the whispers of employees who were astonished to see Qenan holding me. Boss with subordinates? Nothing is impossible, especially everything is as neat as possible.

Arrive at the canteen. Qenan dragged the chair and let it sit. It felt like he had become a couple, even though he did not reveal his heart.

It turned out that after breakfast was over, Qenan again held my hand that I had deliberately placed on the table.

"Rafe, will you be my girlfriend?"

The deg!

Something I was waiting for finally came along. With a little expensive selling, I pretended to be silent while looking into his eyes, then turned my face to look at the window.

"The cafe?"

"Yes, Sir. Is it this fast? And .. and dating doesn't guarantee a relationship will last long" I said again pretending to object, with only the status of a girlfriend.

"Eh, that's not what I meant. Let's go first, if you feel comfortable with me, we can continue this relationship to a more serious relationship" Qenan assured me.

"Print Qenan seriously?" my many.

"Yup," Qenan replied with a smile, then I replied with a smile.

***

The moon at night seemed to show off its beauty, adding to the happiness in the heart. The mission finally succeeded, without any hindrance from anyone. That woman named-Cery-is, can no longer threaten me, what else Yosi and Mila who are just ordinary employees like me, who will soon become my subordinates.

"Moon?"

I immediately remembered the requirements given by Mbah Sugiono. When the moon is full, I have to deliver a pair of cemani chickens.

"That means three more days on the fifteenth? Oh no, tomorrow I have to find that chicken."

"Rafe, what are you doing, honey?" The voice stopped my daydream, but Qenan was already standing at the door.

"Eh, Mr Qenan?"

"Don't call me sir" said Qenan, then pursed her sex lips.

"So what do you call, dong?" tanyaku.

"Call dear cake, love cake, or mas can also."

"Hehehe .. okay, dear."

"Why so?" qenan asked back, and went straight to me who was standing by the window.

"Emh, again staring at something," I replied as I pointed at the moon.

"Owh, moon. Do you like the moon?"

"I used to love the moon very much" I said slowly.

"Now I still like it, right?"

"Now I like you better than that month" I said, throwing my eyes away.

Qenan laughed crisply listening to my words. Yes, because he knows nothing. He will not know that I now hate the moon so much, because a perfectly round moon signifies that something is about to happen.

"I hate the moon, I hate being fucked by a snake demon" I nodded and shuddered in horror.

"Darling, why are you daydreaming?" qenan asked, I only replied with a smile to her question.

Qenan approached, without saying anything, and then he threw me into a small bed.

The deg!

My heart felt like it was being dislodged, breathing was hunting. Just now, his behavior was like this. I wanted to refuse, but I thought back.

"From the demon that snatches this crown that is always awake chastity, it is better to leave it to my lover" I whispered softly.

"Rafe, don't be afraid. Next month I'll propose to you" whispered Qenan in my ear.

"But ...."

"Trust me." Qenan clasped my finger and continued to persuade.