
Anggi glanced to the right and to the left. The girl's trying to turn the memory into time last night. He forced his body to slowly rise from the bed.
Anggi did not want to leave his duties as a wife. She went to the kitchen to make breakfast for her husband. However, just as he was getting off the bed, Prana came and looked at him while wiggling her index finger to the right and to the left.
"Eits, where is the Princess going?" Prana towards the nightstand and put a tray with a bowl of porridge and a glass of turmeric milk on it.
"You cook, Mas."
"Udah, don't."
The man then approached his wife and led the tiny body back to lie on his bed.
"Kok I was told to go back to sleep, anyway?" anggi protest, upset by Prana's treatment.
Her husband immediately smiled. "Who told you to sleep? Here, I help you," he said while sitting Anggi at the end of the bed.
He took the tray and put it on his lap. "Now, I'm a bribe, huh?" bargain it while gently stirring a bowl of porridge in his hand.
"Cock porridge anyway, Mas. I peek seblak," whine Anggi while thieving. Because, he was tired of seeing that sticky thing.
"Kok even seblak anyway? Breakfast time already use these dishes. You could get a stomachache later. You're still sick, aren't you." Prana ignores his wife's protests, knowing which is best for Anggi at the moment. His wife was like a child.
"I see the porridge continues to be munek too, Mas. You don't want to be me." Anggi kept nagging her innocent husband.
"Udah, don't take it. Yes, aaa." Prana opened her mouth wide, signalling that Anggi would do the same.
Anggi finally with a sense of laziness, opened his mouth to welcome the porridge. "Same furniture." The girl sulked and looked away. Prana pissed him off this morning.
"Murah mulu you. Put on the old cepet loh," teased Prana with a ruckus at the end of her sentence.
"Belgroff." Anggi stuck his tongue out.
"No papa deng. If you are old, it means that no one will have a crush on you. As a result, I do not need to be tired of jealousy constantly because you have a lot of fancies," his god again while commenting on his smile very widely, looks very adorable and Anggi began to waver at the smile.
"Who said?"
"I."
"Don't, Mas Prana!" The girl expressed her regret by beating her husband's arm, making the man sitting in front of her cringe in pain. Must be Anggi using his inner power.
"It hurts, honey." Prana could only welcome and receive his wife's blow. The guy was actually anxious to see Anggi like that.
"Udah dong mukulin. You haven't finished breakfast yet," the hall.
And after Anggi vented all his frustration until it was out of nothing, the girl immediately finished her breakfast. Several times she kept her mouth shut, refusing to take a bribe from her husband. But Prana did not want to give up. The guy kept forcing his wife to eat until it ran out.
"Well, this is good to see. Later the chicken can die if you eat it is not finished," Prana sneered and then chuckled a little afterwards.
"Don't you know what you are?" Anggi put on his pouting face.
"You know how to love you." Prana pokes his wife's chin, but the girl immediately brushes off her husband's hand.
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Udah is." No. gabe. Prana's lying. The man had not had breakfast because he was too busy making porridge for his wife this morning, until he forgot that he had not eaten himself.
"Mass?"
"Yes, Honey?"
"Ih, you're just like that. You're not comfortable I call 'honey'?" Prana was suddenly worried. Stupid him if Anggi was indeed uncomfortable because he called him 'honey' without permission from his wife.
"No. I love it when it gets rich. Eh." Anggi immediately closed his mouth. How could he be so lost?
Prana who heard it was immediately relieved and smiled at his wife. The guy peed Anggi's forehead. "The cure is yes, dear. Don't be tired, yeah. Don't think about anything else first. Just take care of your health," he said to make Anggi mangosteen understand.
"Eh? Mas?"
"Yes?"
"Where are you wearing such neat clothes, where are you going?" ask carefully. He was suddenly confused because Prana changed her clothes with a neat suit.
After changing clothes, the man approached his wife again. He then gently rubbed Anggi's hair slightly tangled because it had 2 days not bathing. "I've been thinking about this, Nggi. And actually I also need permission from you," he said in a soft tone.
"What adultery, Mas?"
***
"Pre. I miss. Missed you very much."
The girl was monologuing with teary eyes. He kept looking at his self-portrait along with a guy standing next to him while embracing his shoulder.
"You're fine there, aren't you?" Tears began to plunge from his eyes.
His heart was deeply saddened when he remembered the beautiful moments with the man in the photo. Especially when he decided to leave it, it felt like he wanted to repeat the moment and change his decision. He is very sorry.
He never knew he could get this sick because of love. That guy's already made him fall too deep. She suddenly felt like the dumbest girl on the face of the earth.
He should be able to fight for his love. He should not have given up that time. Should, should, and should. But it's all too late. Destiny really doesn't approve of them.
"No. This time I won't give up again. I don't want to regret it a second time. You're the only guy that makes me go crazy." His fingers continued to wipe the portrait of the man he loved so much.
"I told you, I used to be stupid and careless. I shouldn't have let you go. It's not fair, is it? I want us to be rich first. I want our love to hold. You must be there and still love me, right?" The tear will never stop flowing and it will wet both cheeks.
The girl's face is sweet. His eye circles are blackened. One of his hands was pricked by an infusion needle placed by doctors who were experts in their field. His lips were pale. Those beautiful eyes were now closed by a sense of uneasiness and deep sadness.
He also began to sob in his tears. "We do our story again, honey? You're waiting for me, right? You're ready to accept me rich gini, right? I'm sure you're a loyal man. I'm sure your love is still the same as when we first met. Wait for me there, yeah. I've never left, Pre. And you'll always be waiting for me." The girl hugged the picture in her hand.
The pain he felt all over his body seemed completely meaningless compared to his regret all along. He always cursed himself that it was wrong to be too weak and not to fight for what he had. Prana his true love. There is no man who can fill his heart but a Mahaprana Virgo.
"I'll be back, Pre. I must be back. May God and the universe bless us this time."
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