Pink pants
Where does sustenance go

Alya did not expect that behind the cold and thin attitude Marcel was also still paying attention to him, even he knew that this afternoon he skipped his lunch because of a lot of work.

'Oh no,,, no,, no, no, please, Alya, self-confidence is good, but self-awareness is better, she already belongs to someone else, stop baper!' alya said to his own heart that began to flower and warm up because he did not expect to get such attention from Marcel.

The universe like wanting to play a role in the togetherness of Alya and Marcel this time who are eating together but are silent with each other does not talk to each other, the rain suddenly fell with a rush to make Alya and Marcel simultaneously turned to the outside through the main door that was deliberately left wide open.

"Just shut it!" Alya's words because the lightning was simple and made Alya afraid.

Marcel got up from his seat and closed the door, making them even more awkward because they were locked in a closed room where there were only two of them with an atmosphere that was like supporting their togetherness, to get closer and todak let Marcel to get away from Alya's house.

Sure enough, finished eating now they increasingly look awkward, confused what they should do.

"I'll just go home!" Marcel said, looking confused.

"The rain is very heavy, not to mention we continue to rumble since earlier, is it not better to wait a little bit to subside first?" Alya.

"Hmm, it seems like it's okay, it would be better if I just go home, you can rest." Reject Marcel, not her he doesn't want to be there longer, it's just that he's scared if his presence there interferes with Alya's break time, and actually there is something more feared by him, which is the fear that he can not hold back when alone with Alya, while he knows between himself and Alya is impossible.

"Actually I'm afraid, but if you insist on going home, yes!" Alya's great-grandson who actually felt afraid if he had to stay alone at home in a state of heavy rain like this, nothing, behind his house there are still many coconut trees up high, there are many coconut trees, he was afraid that the rain, accompanied by lightning and strong winds, would tear down one or even several trees, then hit his house, as if he were a woman and lived alone, his house is far away from the neighbors.

Marcel was silent for a moment considering whether he should stay or go home to avoid the things he really wanted 😆.

But suddenly, BRUAK!

The universe does not allow itself to go home quickly and want their togetherness at this time, the thing that Alya was afraid of did happen, where one coconut that was large enough suddenly fell on the roof of the living room where they were sitting at this time, making Alya terjatkang startled and reflex jump hugging Marcel who also both feel shocked by the sound of a loud bang right above their heads.

Test,, test,, test,,,

No matter how long from that water droplets dripped towards Alya and Marcel's body as if to resuscitate them from the shock.

"Ah, sorry!" Alya who only realized if she hugged Marcel tightly immediately released his embrace, as well as Marcel who then reflexively released his body from Alya's body, and so on, the sound of a loud bang earlier made Marrcel spontaneously protect Alya's body by hugging her tightly, so they embraced each other.

"It looks like it's leaking, I'm gonna slide the couch so it doesn't get wet." Said Marcel, pointing to the sofa that has now been in the water from the roof of the house that leaked, the floor has also begun to have a lot of puddles.

Marcel's intention to go home was finally delayed because now he had to take part in the service of cleaning Alya's house that was leaked due to the roof of his house coconut fall.

"It looks like we just rest first, leave it like that, besides the water will continue to drip as long as the rain still hasn't subsided." Said Alya, who began to feel tired because it shifted and saved goods so as not to be exposed to raindrops.

"You'd better rest, let me stay here." Marcel said, it looks like he must undo his intention to go home for fear if things happen worse than this after his death.

"Emh, let me accompany you here, after all I am not sleepy." Reject Alya.

"Your clothes are wet, I'll take a towel and a change of clothes for you, lest you catch a cold." Alya said as she went into her room to get a towel and a change of clothes for Marcel because Marcel was now soaked.

"There's only this!" Alya thrust a sheet of sarongs and t-shirt himself the largest size, usually t-shirt with pictures of the flowers in use Alya to sleep as a negligee, only that the clothes that Alya felt would fit on Marcel's large body, because the other clothes were small in size according to his small body size.

"You're sure I have to wear clothes like this?" Marcel unfolded the clothes that still smell fragrant clothes, because the clothes are Alya's favorite clothes and have been used to wash dry every night.

"No other shirt will fit on your big body, sir." Alya assured.

Marcel sighed heavily, his clothes had already been given to Alya to put in the washing machine, and it is impossible if he only wears a sarong without a top in the middle of fairly cold weather like this.

Alya was seen holding back her laughter when she saw the burly and macho Marcel wearing his bright yellow flower t-shirt, paired with a sarong wrapped around his waist.

"Are you laughing at me?" Scold Marcel with a pouting mouth.

"No, you look cute in that outfit, but the shirt feels comfortable, right? I used to wear it every night, because it was so comfortable to sleep." Alya.

"You wear it every night?" Marcel Beo.

"Hemh, I wash and wear it every night, not wearing the clothes it feels like there is less if I want to sleep, and maybe I won't be able to sleep tonight because of my beloved clothes worn by you, sir." Canda Alya was trying to melt the atmosphere.

Marcel smiled in his heart, for some reason his heart suddenly warmed to hear Alya's joke, and made him also forget his anger.

"You can hug me if you want to sleep and still feel the softness of this shirt." Marcel replied to Alya's joke while stretching out his hands as if allowing Alya to embrace his body.

"Haish, how could that be!" Said Alya with a reddened face and felt hot because it held the shame.

"You'd better sleep, it's very late, let me keep watch here." Marcel's Word.

"But you also have to sleep, sir. Don't you have to work tomorrow morning?"

"I can sleep here." Marcel said, although he was actually confused, how he could sleep while the only sofa in the house was wet, and in the house there was also only one room, impossible, no way, right if she sleeps in the kitchen or bathroom?

"We're both tired, and we both have to work tomorrow morning, you also can't sleep here because the sofa is wet, let's sleep with me!" Invite Alya who just made Marcel widen his eyes as wide as possible because he felt disbelief with Alya's invitation to him, he even repeatedly digested and remembered what his ears were not wrong to catch Alya's invitation.

"meaning?" Stuttering Marcel, his shadow and thoughts this time had traveled somewhere imagining he would sleep one bed with Alya, this was really beyond his expectations.

(If the sustenance is mah, not where ya, bang,,,? 😆🤭️)