
I grinned that I had enough time to fall asleep. I opened my eyelids, then I greeted the roofs of the sky with a feeling of plume that I could not describe. It felt like it was loose, and comfortable, because there was someone still faithfully hugging me from the side.
Brother put the side of his face on my chest, as instinctively as possible, I just rubbed his hair that was disheveled erratically. Then I swiped also the shaved lamb neatly on the night after we made love.
“Build brother.” I said trying to wake him up, today is not a holiday, and brother has to work.
“Enghh.” languid brother feeling piqued. I didn't let her sleep any longer, I just pulled her cheek out strong, she grimaced sickly, and turned her back on me.
I sighed, my brother is very difficult to wake up anyway, very different from the beginning we just got married. He still woke up by himself, then took a bath without me having to make a mess like this.
“Abaang!” I cried while shaking his shoulder, I shuffled closer, then I stuck my face in his neck.
“Build brother ih!” rutukku feel anxious, will brother who does not wake up too.
Brother took my face off his shoulders, he fell asleep again. Neglecting the patches coming out of my lips. I saw eye bags in her eyes, as I remembered last night, when she was awake hugging me.
It's worth it brother became so kebo. It's because he stayed up to look after me last night. The nightmare automatically appeared again in my brain, but only a few pieces, because the rest I forgot.
“Wake up brother..” times I I tried gently, he turned his body, then his hand pulled my body back into his embrace.
“Abang drowsy Leaa, silent!” the jolt of brother sucked his face over the top of my head.
“But my brother has to work.” I said reminding him, he is still silent without caring at all.
“Abang her boss. Free dong want to enter anytime.” he said relaxed, really relaxed, so I want to pinch his lips.
I finally chose to be quiet, which my brother said is true, but if you say it brother, it sounds strange in my ear. He is very well known for his discipline. As long as I worked with him, my brother was always professional.
We fell asleep again, I felt like my brother needed a break, because he came home late last night. Also because my brother had to wake up, because my nightmare was very scary. I became horrified to remember it.
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...Author point of view....
A middle-aged man, looking very angry looking at the contents of the newspaper he was holding. Many times also the assistant gave him another new newspaper, but the contents are still the same even though different pages. The face of her first child was everywhere.
Just along the way he went down the complex to exercise this morning, many looked awkward and look unusual looking at him. But it turned out that it was all because of the newspaper that was being talked about this morning.
Mr. Kusumo held his chest that felt sore, he closed his eyes tightly, his assistant immediately took a cue to help. But the barrier from Pak Kusumo's palm, immediately stopped it.
“Let it be like this.”
“Quick take me home, cancel all existing meetings.”
“Good Sir.”
The journey in the car is only decorated by silence. Mr. Kusumo had called his wife about the news that circulated, he immediately reported to the wife, because he did not want to make Bu Kusumo surprised suddenly later.
Other Side,
Aleaa and Angga were busy laughing inside the bathroom, both looking cool under the shower with Angga hugging Aleaa's body from behind.
Morning rituals like this they often do, but only occasionally if Angga is not in a hurry. Aleaa continued to talk about the items he took, while Angga only listened while occasionally judging his wife.
“Abang. It's called soap! S a b u n. Soap!” said Aleaa like a teacher while pointing at the liquid soap that was already on top of his palm.
Angga giggled amusedly, “Everyone knows that it is soap, Aleaa.” Angga replied while taking the liquid soap.
“This liquid soap function is to clean our body, to avoid germs!” continued Aleaa again, as if not concerned with the curse of the Angga earlier.
Finished cleaning up, the two went straight down to start breakfast, Angga was already complete with his formal attire, whereas Aleaa was only wearing a home-based casual dress.
“Abang is very fast the way.” Aleaa grumbled as Angga stepped down from the stairs beyond him.
“Tadi Leaa was angry because brother was late, now Leaa is angry also because brother is fast. What does this brother's wife want? ” said Angga while reaching for his wife's waist. He led his wife to walk down the stairs with him. Aleaa smiled happily.
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Aleaa smiled at Bu Kusumo who was just speechless, Aleaa grinned her forehead confused, she glanced at Grandma Kusumo who was also just silent, not as usual. His gaze circled, seeing some of the kitchen maids just looking down, as usual. But for some reason Aleaa felt a bad feeling, she glanced at Angga who was looking at her confusedly.
“Leaa, something wrong?” tanya Angga pulled out a dining chair, to sit on Aleaa.
Aleaa immediately sat down, Bu Kusumo was in front of her, their distance was blocked by the table, of course. Kusumo's grandmother was next to her mother-in-law.
“No brother.” replied Aleaa shaking little with a smile. Angga nodded casually, he focused on his food, but seeing Aleaa who was just silent immediately made Angga turn his head instantly.
“What's wrong with you?” angga asked worriedly, he clamped Aleaa's chin lightly, bringing their gazes to meet.
Aleaa never answered, for some reason worry suddenly filled her heart. Not yet Angga want to ask again, but the call from the outside makes them jerk in shock.
“ANGGA.”
Automatically everyone turned his head, what else is Angga whose name is called, just got up from his seat. Staring at the father, who had just come from outside, with his sharp gaze. Aleaa squeezed the end of Angga's suit unknowingly, she also stood beside her husband.
...Author point of view....