One Night Love Tragedy's
Small attention Malik
"Why did you give me this milk box?" Flower asked after retrieving the milk box from Malik's hand.
"Of course it's for you. Keep it back. I know you haven't been drinking pregnant milk since you found out about your pregnancy." Malik.
Flower fell silent while staring at Malik's face intensely.
"Wait what else?" Malik asked because Flower was still silent in his place.
"Yes, take it once." Said Flower and got up from his seat. Flower stepped into the kitchen to lay her pregnant milk there. While Malik chose to go into his room after the departure of Flower to the kitchen.
There wasn't much Malik and Flower did on their first day living in their new home. Flower plays more on his phone while Malik chooses to do his work that is not finished until nightfall.
When going to sleep on the bed, it feels like Flower wants to comment on Malik because the bed in their room is very small different from the bed in the house of his parents.
Alright. I won't comment tonight because you're busy working. Flower said inwardly as he looked at Malik who was still focusing on the computer in front of him. After all, the calm is now much exhausted because a lot of comments to Malik since morning and now he needs rest.
At exactly eleven p.m., Malik was seen closing his computer. Stretched muscles that feel stiff because of sitting too long. Malik got up from the sofa and stepped into his room.
"He's sleeping?" Malik muttered to look at Flower who was asleep while holding the blanket.
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The sun seems to have gone up to the place of the dispute. The bright light poured into the room through the window glass that was not covered with curtains. Flower who was sleeping comfortably in his sleep was disturbed. Slowly both eyelids opened and his eyes immediately narrowed as the rays of light directly pierced into the pupils of his eyes.
"Early morning?" Rumbled. He looked at the side of the bed that looked empty there was no Malik there.
"Where is he?" Gumam Flower wondered. Flower got up from the bed and looked for Malik's whereabouts outside the room. It could be that her husband is outside the room doing his job like last night.
But what Flower expected did not materialize when he was outside the room he did not find Malik's whereabouts. Flower's view was fixed on the wall clock hanging on the wall.
"It's eight in the morning?" Ask a little surprised. Flower began to guess whether Malik this morning had worked as usual. "If he goes to work why doesn't he wake me up?" His grunt.
Feeling dry in his throat, Flower also chose to move toward the kitchen to take drinking water. And how surprised Flower was when he was in the kitchen he saw on the dining table there was already fried rice and a glass of milk on the table.
Flower approached the dining table and held a glass of milk that felt cold. "Did he make this breakfast and milk for you?" Ask Flower.
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