NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#163
Both eyes were still staring towards the ceiling of the room in the darkness of the night. The sound of both breaths was barely audible. Even the movement of the two bodies on the bed as much as possible is not heard in each other's ears. Master Izzul Islam is loaded with material about marriage like it has lost all knowledge. He was confused to start something after a few minutes of turning off the lights, he just lay on his back with his full outfit. Even with Rianti, he still did not know for sure, even though Rianti was lying next to him. No movement at all. Even the sound of his breath.
Master Izzul Islam moved his eyes to the side. He tried to put his hearing deeper. Trying to catch and feel what is now thought Rianti. Is it the same as what he feels now? Or is he asleep? She knew what the newlyweds had to do on their first night. But in such a tense state, he really felt at a loss to begin with. He only hoped that the occasional sound in his stomach would not be heard by Rianti.
Mr. Guru Izzul Islam sighed long but with a little in the hold. Itching and hoarseness in his throat made him forced to sneeze. But because Deheman was too careful, making him choke and cough. Master Izzul Islam rose and leaned his body. He tried to suppress his cough by covering his mouth with both palms, but the more he was detained, the cough did not stop.
Cleks!
Suddenly the lights in the room lit up. I don't know when Rianti got out of bed and went to turn on the lights. Master Izzul Islam lowered his face because of glare with the light of the lamp. He immediately lowered the tip of his robe when he saw it blush to reveal his calf. The face of Master Izzul Islam looks pale. He looked embarrassed in front of Rianti. Rianti lowered his face in shame. He immediately turned his body and stepped towards the door and exited. Master Izzul Islam sighed. He rubbed his face a few times. He looked towards the door. He had no idea what Rianti was doing when he suddenly walked out of the room. Master Izzul Islam thought, maybe Rianti is not comfortable with such an atmosphere. But what Master Izzul Islam thought turned out to be wrong. Not long after, Rianti was seen behind the door. In his hand was a glass and a container of water. After pouring water into the glass, he stepped slowly closer to Master Izzul Islam.
"Drink," said Rianti. He sat next to Master Izzul Islam while bowing his face. Master Izzul Islam improved his sitting position. The glass in Rianti's hand was held by him. Hand vibrates. Rianti who had not had time to pull his hand while holding the glass, was silent when the hand of Master Izzul Islam was on the back of his palm. Like Rianti, Mr. Guru Izzul Islam can only be silent. His hand was like firmly attached to the back of Rianti's palm. Let alone pulling it, moving it he felt unable. Warm hands like Rianti spread throughout his body, getting rid of the cold that surrounded the room. Both of them raised their faces. The eyes of the two now clashed with twinkles, like hinting to embrace each other. The glass filled with water remained tightly held in the middle of the two with increasingly strong hand shakes, making the water in the glass slightly spill over the sprai. Both breaths rumbled. Down quickly.
Brars!
The sound of lightning blaring from outside raised his ears. Both were shocked and spontaneously pulled each other's hands from the glass, so that the glass came off and fell wet the robe used by Rianti. Spontaneous Master Izzul Islam put away the glass that fell on Rianti's lap. The robe he was wearing was removed. The hand of Rianti who tried to clean the water spilled on his robe was held by Master Izzul Islam gently. After that, he again cleaned Rianti's robe until he was unconscious, his hand touched one of Rianti's sensitive parts in the chest. Rianti raised his face. Master Teacher Izzul Islam was stunned. His gaze now collided with Rianti's gaze, with his hand still attached to one of Rianti's breasts.
Rianti raised both hands slowly and held the hands of Master Izzul Islam. Master Teacher Izzul Islam was awakened from his astonishment. He was shocked and immediately pulled his hand quickly. But Rianti's two hands held him. Rianti's breath rang out. He felt he could no longer bear it. She thought, It is time for a good wife to offer her husband first. Seeing the attitude and attitude of Master Izzul Islam that is difficult to start, he doubted tomorrow night he would behave the same. He believes in this, he knows better what to do.
Rianti smiled. One hand of Master Izzul Islam that has not been held in his reach and directed the two towards the buttons of his game. Because Mr. Guru Izzul Islam was just silent, Rianti ventured to help him take off one by one button. After that, Rianti opened his own game slowly. This time Master Izzul Islam did not bow his face. Rianti's body, which is now without a robe, is seen giving off its light. Master Izzul Islam gulped his saliva deeply and closed his eyes. The opportunity was used by Rianti by thrusting his forehead into the lips of Master Izzul Islam. Gently, Master Izzul Islam kissed Rianti's forehead. A moment later, he opened his eyes and found Rianti lying in front of him with his eyes closed. Master Izzul Islam smiled. After reading the prayer, he stepped towards the stop contact and turned off the lights.
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"Farida blinked her eyes trying to condition her eyes so as not to glare with the light of the lamp in the room. He looked to the side lying down. He only saw Rayhan who was so deep in his long snoring. Sulastri, who had been sleeping in their midst, was no longer in his place.
Farida raised her body slowly. He set his eyes on the whole room. He hasn't found Sulastri. Farida got up and stepped towards the bathroom in the room. He knocked on the bathroom door slowly.
"Mother? Mom's in there?" call Farida. There's no answer. Farida. The bathroom door in the room. Again, he found no one in the bathroom. Farida scrunched her forehead. He looked at the door of the room. He thought maybe Sulastri was in the living room.
Farida took her jacket and got out. Again he let out a long sigh and frowned when he did not find Sulastri in the living room. Farida's chest started pounding as her gaze was fixed toward the wall clock. It's 3 o'clock. He's starting to fret.
"Mother" called. His voice echoed in the room. There's no answer. He called back, but still no answer. Farida turned her body and stepped towards the outer door. Before opening the door, he saw the atmosphere in the yard through the window. He smiled when he saw Mr. Bayan was seen pacing in front of the gate. His feeling calmed down. He immediately opened the door.
"Pak Bayan," call Farida from the terrace. Mr. Bayan looked over. Seeing Farida waving her hand, she immediately ran over.
"What's up, Non," asked Mr. Bayan when he got in front of Farida.
Farida's forehead shriveled. He's closer to Mr. Bayan.
"Mother is in Father's grave, Non. I'm teaching,"
Farida let out a long sigh while scratching her head.
"Yes, sir. I want to go there" said Farida. Mr. Bayan nodded and returned to the guard post.
The sound of Farida's footsteps on top of the paving block of the courtyard of the house rang out silently at night. Sulastri who had just finished praying turned his head. He scrunched his forehead as Farida walked towards him clenching tightly against his body.
"Why are you awake, son," asked Sulastri as Farida took a few more steps into his place.
Farida's face looked pouted. He just sat down cross-legged near Sulastri.
"Mom didn't say it was here. Farida's afraid of suddenly not seeing mom in the room,"
Sulastri smiled. Farida's head was rubbed.
"How would you like to tell me. You slept so well. Mothers aren't going anywhere. Still around the house,"
"Yes, but Farida's scared,"
"Mom can't sleep, son. I just kept thinking about your brother, Rianti,"
"Owch, so we-we don't bother at all. Then, tomorrow I take Rayhan back to the cottage," said Farida. This time he pretended to put on his pouting face. Sulastri sighed and smiled. He pulled Farida's body and brought her closer to his. He then embraced it full of warmth.
"It's not like that, son. You're the same in mom's eyes. You are all the children of mothers. You're used to sleeping with your sister. I'm not used to it tonight without your sister,"
Farida gave a long sigh. He looked up at the sky.
"Sister Rianti is indeed ngangenin ya, ma'am. Farida was almost willing to stop mondok because of kangen kak Rianti. Farida slept with Rianti last night." Farida smile. He turned towards Sulastri.
"One more, Mom. If you see his face Rianti, innate, if you do not want to pay a salary, would want to pray. The point is, we want to do good when we look at his face" Farida continued. He turned his eyes towards the sky. Sulastri smiled. He set his eyes on the sky. He nodded his head. What Farida said is true. It turned out that not only did she feel something different when she looked at Rianti's face, Farida felt the same way. Maybe other people saw it too.
"Come, Son. I was afraid that your sister would wake up and be surprised to not find us in the room" Sulastri told Farida to get up. The two then stepped hand in hand.
The cold felt piercing after the rain fell rapidly. Occasionally it sounds rustling remnants of rain on the leaves of trees. Nature is cold-covered.