Tangled Yarn Shackles
Free expression, though,

"You better stay there first, I can't go home yet, Dar! I have to stay the night" said Anne, pacing the balcony of the apartment, "keep yourself well! Don't let it go the same way Jun!" anne said in a soft voice.

After chatting for a few minutes, the call with Dara was interrupted. Anne immediately returned to the living room to accompany her husband there. The weather outside is not friendly. The wind blew fiercely even though the sky had turned dark.

"How's it?" asked Rudi after Anne sat by his side.

"Safe! Dara was unsuspecting. I told her to stay in the apartment because she was afraid to be home alone" Anne said after putting her phone on the table.

"Fearful?" Om Rudi assured him what he had just heard, "Fear of the devil does that mean?" ask Rudi.

Anne nodded slowly, then she told her what happened yesterday afternoon, when Dara called Mona's mami. Instead of being angry, Rudi instead laughed loosely after hearing Anne's story until it was finished.

"Om sure, if the psychics are fake!" said om Rudi on the sidelines of his crisp laugh.

"Yes yes! Mami Mona's chorus is wrong! Because in my room is not a kuntilanak its inhabitants, but this!" Anne pointed to Rudi's nose, "the real father!" anne said as she pulled the tip of the nose.

"This old man! Which always haunts me in my room!" cheek Anne with a crisp laugh afterwards.

The sound of laughter both managed to drive away the loneliness that is present in this apartment. The two spend time discussing the cuteness of Mona's mom. Om Rudi to shed tears because he could no longer hear the story of the wife.

"Enough, An! Enough's enough!" om Rudi interrupted, though,

"I should thank that Momon Mami, because she managed to make Dara afraid and did not want to go into your room, she has paved my way to fulfill the obligation," said om Rudi while wiping the corners of his wet eyes.

Both of them enjoy a rare time together like this. They are free to express themselves without any fear. Anne lay her head on Rudi's lap, enjoying the film on the television screen.

"Duh! So sexy, Evan Chris!" muttered Anne when she saw the film starring one of the legendary Hollywood artists.

For some reason, Rudi suddenly frowned after hearing the wife praise other men, even though it was a famous artist. To him, the actor who had just been praised by his wife looked ordinary. Immediately, Rudi's hand closed his wife's eyes with his palm.

"Of! What the hell!" anne shouted while trying to get rid of the palm.

"Why the hell, Om?" anne asked after raising her head to look at her husband's face.

"I don't like it when you praise other men!" said Rudi who managed to make Anne smile.

Anne turned her gaze back to television, she did not expect that her husband could show a possessive and jealous attitude, even though he saw an overseas artist that he could not possibly meet.

"Don't be jealous, Om! Anyway, it's an artist so natural if admired by many people," Anne sneered with a view that can not be separated from the television screen, "Again Om right, it's Tu .. uh, adult! So, definitely know which dong to be envied" Anne chirped without hesitation.

A heavy sigh rang out there, Om Rudi could only smile at the words of his wife. Yes, he himself understood that, because he realized that Anne was not old enough to deal with jealousy with a wider mind.

"Honey, jealousy doesn't look at age. Old or young, a man will definitely be jealous if his partner admires another man." Om Rudi unceasingly stroked the wife's hair in a gentle gesture.

The attitude shown by Rudi increasingly made Anne feel comfortable. It feels, he wants to live together in this place to be free to spoil in the lap of the husband. Anne can feel the love of Rudi's heartfelt affection. However, he did not know how he felt about the mature man who was caressing him, whether it was love or just a sense of comfort.

"Let's go to the room! We have to rest a lot to keep the body fit!" take om Rudi.

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Sunday morning was greeted by the warm smile of the sun. The holiday that many people were waiting for finally arrived. Traffic vehicles are still quiet because maybe some residents of the city of South Jakarta are still busy coiled in blankets.

All of that was very different from a married couple sitting side by side in the dining room. They both look neat even though it's still too early in the morning, I don't know, where they're going.

"Darling, can't you come back in the morning?" ask Rudi after finishing his breakfast.

"Can't, Om! If I come back tomorrow, pity Dara," Anne replied, turning her eyes toward Rudi.

"Hmmm .. fine." Om Rudi can only resign his wife back from this apartment.

A few minutes later, the breakfast was over. Anne swings her way to the room to pick up her bag, while Rudi waits for Anne in front of the elevator. The plan, this morning om Rudi himself who drove Anne to the old apartment.

"Come, Om!" anne said after arriving at the place where Rudi was.

The streets of the city are still deserted, perhaps, everyone is still at home to enjoy a day off with family. Om Rudi drove his car at moderate speed. Her gaze focused forward while Anne was busy with her phone. He tried to contact Dara but there has been no response since this morning.

After splitting the road for several tens of minutes, the black car finally stopped outside the fence of the towering building. Before going out, not forgetting Anne said goodbye to her husband, she kissed the back of the hand for a few seconds and after finishing, she got out of the car.

"Be careful" said Rudi before Anne closed the car door.

Step by step Anne had passed until she reached the front of the elevator to the unit occupied by Dara at this time. He entered as soon as the elevator opened and a few minutes later, he arrived at his destination.

The atmosphere in there is still dim. Anne kept walking until her steps stopped in the living room. He found Juna sleeping on the sofa with his body covered in a thick blanket.

"If Juna sleeps here, where do Dara go?" murmured Anne while circulating the view.

Anne looked for Dara in some of the rooms that were there, in the end Anne knew if Dara was sleeping in one of the locked rooms. Anne was relieved that the two lovebirds did not sleep in one room.

"Thank God, they didn't do anything! I think they slept one room and did that ..." Anne muttered as she threw herself on the long sofa in the living room.

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