My ex-Ipar Candidate
Walking Over Wounds (His)
His eyes still felt heavy, the splash of water that greeted gently his face was cold. So fast, didn't he just go to sleep a while ago? Um maybe this is a dream, sleeping flowers because the atmosphere here is so cold.
"Sister."
Radha tried, but her husband fell asleep. Probably too tired, and Radha doesn't know when her husband fell asleep last night.
Not running out of ways, Radha closed her nose hoping that the man would open his eyes soon. Because since then, whatever way Radha did only managed to make Gian move a little because he was disturbed.
"Sister," he called again, while not stopping trying to shake Gian's shoulder.
Radha sighed softly, he had given a lot of time for Gian to continue his sleep even though the sun had gone up. Even he had finished cleaning himself, and it was not for a moment.
It's not that he has the heart, but it's impossible if Gian has to skip breakfast this morning. Jelita had called him a few minutes ago, but since there was no response from her son, the woman returned without saying anything.
Feeling out of stock patiently, Radha chose to give up. She was silent for a moment and still looked at the stark face of her husband who looked tired. No!! Radha does not want the holidays they do just spent solely on sleep.
"Sister!! Wake up, earthquake!!."
"Huh?"
"Earthquake!! Awake, Brother!! Bring the pillow quickly!!"
"What's? Where's earthquake?"
Radha's shout was strong enough to make Gian quickly wake up from his sleep. His breathing was irregular, Radha's screams made him tremble, with a sleepy face and the life he still collected Gian ran and opened the door with maximum force.
"Ra??"
Realized that Radha did not follow in her footsteps. Staring questioningly, by hugging a pillow that was accidentally due to spontaneously following Radha's orders a moment ago. He looked pale, his eyes were round and his breathing was still irregular.
"You ... gosh." Inexhaustible, Gian was as sweet as that while Radha just smelled a smile, completely out of his habit.
"Rayda!!!" yelling Gian held his regret, if only Radha was a man, it was certain he would beat his wife to pingsa.
"What?" Radha was uproar, any anger Gian this morning won't scare her in the least. In fact, he still imagined how funny Gian panicked and got carried away this morning.
"Huft, what if it's real? Is it funny to you?"
Not angry, he just still can't figure out why his wife is that late. His laughter was so crisp in Gian's ears, even though he could only smile this morning.
"Yes, don't dong, if the real earthquake ...."
"What?"
Bugh
Without a second thought, Gian threw a pillow in his arms. Right about his face, since then his laughter did not end. Even more so and Gian is worried that his wife will have trouble breathing in a moment.
"Enough, Ra, finish your breath later."
"Ehm, ahem ...."
He neutralized the atmosphere, Radha flicked her hand. His face was hot from laughing too much, even now he was sweating.
Her hair was still wet, but she wanted to take another shower. Seeing Gian's face once again made him laugh, and it was indeed that easy for Radha to create her laughter.
"Udah?"
"Yes, it's already."
His reply nodded steadily, Gian approached with his dim steps. His flat face looked still irritated, but he could not get angry in the least.
"Morning!!"
So friendly, Gian greeted everyone there. None of the faces he said answered the same. Especially Jelita who just pulled her upper lip, did not expect why her son was a little wrong.
"Morning?"
"Yes, Mom, why?"
"What time do you wake up, Gian?"
Radha who had been behind her husband just kept quiet, if Jelita knew last night what time Gian slept would obviously be a disaster. Of course her in-laws' minds would branch out to and fro, she thought.
"Ahaaa, you?"
In fact, what Radha feared continued to happen as well. Sure enough, Gian's nosy behavior that seemed to hide things from his mother made Jelita steady on his mind.
"Where-how?" enthusi Jelita beat the 17th race committee.
"Success dong, Ma."
"Huhuh? You're not kidding, are you, Gi?"
"Gi?" Raka choked, the two-man talk made her shudder.
Raka who was not far from there also spoke, because what Jelita considers good news is her own fear for Gian. Back again, if he remembers how scared his son and daughter-in-law were last night he's afraid Radha isn't okay.
"Why, Pa?"
"Radha, are you okay?"
Radha had no answer, she wondered why Raka was panicking. He nodded because he was fine, nothing wrong and even very good.
"You're not lying?"
"What does Papa mean? Papa see dong, Zura even looks so happy today, doesn't he?"
Suddenly, Haidar who had just entered stopped his steps. He was fixated on the figure that was near the Big Brother, why he was getting more beautiful and charming in the eyes of Haidar.
His eyes were locked, but the moment he looked on changed when Gian grabbed Radha's hand. He lost the opportunity, when he grew sick to hear Jelita's happiness with a completely uncluttered language in Haidar's heart.
Again he remembered, the photo that last night Gian shared for him. He clenched his hands, his love in the grasp of another man clearly made him upset. Gian, the hotter the situation, even drinking milk should be in the same glass as Radha.
Once a friend of the man, without a care Haidar chose to pass through the two people. Although Jelita several times called his name, not a bit he was gubris, too long to be there made it hot.
"Haydar." Gian made his voice, I don't know what problem he will cause this time.
"What?"
"Don't forget to eat, you look thin."
"Thank you!!"
"Well, he's angry, Haidar why, Ma?"
In his heart he said, he won again. Sok plain as if worried about the condition of his sister, even though he really likes to see Haidar even look crowded this afternoon.
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