Son Kos At Home Next door, My Husband's Affair
Mas Radit Ku

A bright morning greeted me, I woke up with the weight of my eyelids, and faintly I saw a handsome figure who was familiar sleeping leaning on the bed, while I faced his stomach unable to move.

"Mas!" call me, I was a little panicked to see myself tied to my legs and hands, my shoulders and back were sore, my clothes were a mess.

"Mas.." whine again, fear strikes this silent night. Although a little sure that Mas Radit will not be anything.

Brakk!!!

"Father!"

So did Mas Radit, waking up in shock. He looked at Papa and I took turns.

"Dad!" calling him in panic, he immediately untied the ties in my hands.

"What have you done?" tanya Papa looked intently at the two of us.

"No Pa, we're not doing anything" I replied fearfully, while Mas Radit was already panicking to death, even having trouble opening a bond in my hand.

"Roman!"

"Yes Pa." replied Mas Radit, his jaw moved to swallow his saliva forcibly.

Papa's gaze grew sharper looking at us who slept naked in a state of chaos.

I had trouble opening Mas Radit's belt on my leg. And the man beside me was back to help me in a hurry.

"Papa wait outside." said Papa snorted annoyed, had I lyrics Papa's eyes narrowed when he saw Mas Radit's neck, there was a red sign there. Ah, I did it!

"Wait For Me!" I held onto Mas Radit's arm when it was about to come out leaving me.

"Mas has to talk to Papa" he said.

"I. That's Mas." I pointed at his neck, I was scared and embarrassed when Mas Radit touched his neck, then faced the glass behind him. He closed his eyes tightly, probably imagining what Papa already thought of us, it was my fault.

He came out first, didn't want to miss me too I stood up, but peeked.

"Explain!" papa said coldly.

"Night Susan met Ricko Pah, lucky she told Radit and still had time to catch up with him. Radit saw Ricko take Susan's car to the hotel not far from the cafe where they met. And it turns out Susan was unconscious, she was given medicine to be invited to the hotel."

"Then where's Ricko?"

"Bring Atta and Bowo, because last night Susan was really worried. Radit didn't have time to take care of Ricko."

I see Papa again watching Mas Radit's neck, seriously!

"We don't do anything about Pa." explained Mas Radit, he was nervous.

"Yes, you better marry Susan. Papa look at him also wants to always be close to you."

Huh! I shut my mouth. How could Papa say that? Or is it that Mas Ricko said it was all true?

"Pope you stop working."

Papa passed by leaving Mas Radit standing glued. I looked at the back of the man who always protected me with a feeling of ignorance.

***

Dusk is not as bright as usual, cloudy and drizzling like dust flying, thin, faint, floating along with the fine wind there and there presents a sizzle on my skin.

Because last night I and Mas Radit became awkward. When breakfast we just stayed, until lunch we only had a glance. And I became unfocused when my eyes saw that red mark still on his neck... Oh my God.

It should have been nice today because Mas Radit was only home for a day and soon he will be back in Jakarta. And definitely go straight to the project area where he works. I don't know when he'll be home again, I'm so sad to think about it.

"See what?"

My eyes were perfectly rounded hearing Mas Radit's baritone voice. He met me on this second-floor balcony, of course he knew where to find me.

I turned around, smiling a little while being nervous.

"When's he coming home?" I'm not shameless. Heh, it must have been because last night my brain went wrong.

"It was only six months, not long." she turned to me who avoided.

We kept quiet later, it was very awkward for our current situation.

"Sorry for last night" I said slowly, I was wrong to be crazy to my brother, even though he was unconscious. Ricko was so insolent, I can't imagine if I was with him last night, we would have spent the night making love.

"Next time you can't trust just anyone like Ricko." he chuckled, maybe so I wouldn't feel awkward.

"Hem... Susan can ask you something?" I ventured to stare at Mas Radit's handsome face, perhaps because of sleeping in his arms.

"What?" he looked at my face from the side, deliberately closer. The alamak...!

"So this morning Susan heard, Papa asked Mas Radit to marry Susan?"

He's breathing. "Yes." Yeah."

"What does Ricko say is true?" this time we faced each other, I really wanted answers.

"Yes." Yeah."

My mouth opened to hear Mas Radit's short answer.

"As like you since you still don't know anything, Papa also knows that Mas likes you more than just a sister."

"Papa?"

"Yes, Dad is also Mom. But you chose Ricko that time. You are heartbroken. And as a fellow man, of course Ricko also knows how Mas feels about you, he doesn't lie about that" said Mas Radit, I really don't think.

"But, now it's different Mas." I replied lowered my head, not dodging I was also comfortable with Mas Radit, even now I realize that he is much better than Mas Ricko, far away.

"What's different? We still live in the same house, and I feel the same way. The difference is now Mas already tell you, although Mas did not know you would accept Mas or even stay away." a thin smile showing off the fine hairs around his lips looks tempting.

"I've been married, I'm a widow!"

"If love doesn't look at a girl or a widow, what's important? To me you're still the same, spoiled Susan, a little whining. Mas... help Susan, just once.." she teased me, making me blush in shame. "Night as well." whispered he held my hand.

"I'm ashamed Mas, don't talk about it.." I whined covering my face made him laugh. We're no longer awkward.

Dusk has passed with the drizzle, really after a lifetime I was so close to him, only this time I realized that in Mas Radit's heart there is love that always lights up, and I will repay it.

The sound of the car was ready on the terrace of the house, I became heavier and heavier to let go of Mas Radit.

"Six months, huh Dit?" papa said to Mas Radit.

"Yes Pa, Radit try to finish quickly and go home soon." Mas Radit replied to Papa. Papa and Mama smiled happily. Let me drive Mas Radit to the car.

"Your Iddah is three months, right?" ask Mas Radit slowly, when it is near the car.

I'm nodding. "Why?"

"Mas will try to get home before six months, then we'll get married."

"Married?" ask me slowly.

"Yes!"

I was thinking is this real? Me, marry my sister?

Cup.

Radit kissed my lips briefly, wet and warm making me want to faint.

"Sit's quiet at home, can't be a macem." The message stuck to my ears, it's a big mistake I thought he was abnormal. He knows how to treat women, my heart goes to exercise because of him.