The Charm of Love Amartha
Handsome There are No Opponents

"Yes ... What do you want to eat?" ask Ricko who has prepared the skillet and spatula.

"What is important can be eaten" said Vira flat.

"Well, yes, what," said Ricko teasing Vira who had no idea where to travel.

"Yes,"

Ricko is confused as to what food to make for Vira.

"Rice bowl, will you?" ask Ricko.

"What," said Vira.

Ricko cut some groceries while looking at his little girl who was sitting but his eyes were blank.

"Am I being too selfish?" muttered Vira in his heart. He thought of Firlan who must have not eaten, let alone he was busy from the morning. A moment of guilt haunted Vira.

Vira lowered her head, propping her forehead on her two grasping palms. He looked at his disappointed face. Vira closed her eyes, slowly leaning her head on the arm that served as her cushion.

Ricko is done with his cooking. He fell teriyaki chicken on a bowl filled with white rice. He also took the chopsticks, then approached Vira whose part of her body had collapsed on the table.

"Well, the boy was sleeping" said Ricko, putting the chopsticks in the bowl he had placed on the table.

The man sat down beside Vira, he got rid of the hair covering his little girl's face.

"I've made food for you" Ricko said, rubbing Vira's head gently.

"Don't leave your stomach empty, Vira." he said again, but the woman seemed to have flown far into the dreamland. Ricko sighed, still looking at Vira.d's face

"You're not happy with Firlan? did he treat you well?" ricko asked, he didn't need an answer. He only wanted to bring out what was in his heart at this moment.

"I'm selfish, huh, Vir? I should never have said that I like you, and let the time that lets that feel go," Ricko looked at Vira's innocent face, the woman seemed to have been very slumbering.

"Vir ... Vira?" Ricko tries to wake Vira up.

"The vira? move to your room" Ricko said.

"Emmhh," Vira instead buried her face in the indentation of her arms.

"You can get sick when you sleep like this" Ricko said.

"Yes," said Vira who got up, whether she was conscious or not whose clear legs were moving with her eyes slightly open.

The clock has shown at 11 pm, Ricko trying to get Vira to enter his room. If only the wound on his stomach had healed, he would have carried Vira without needing to wake the woman from her sleep. With great difficulty Ricko put Vira's body on the bed. The man enveloped Vira with a thick blanket. Ricko turned off the lights, but for a moment Vira was like a breathless person.

Ricko, who was just about to leave Vira's room, stopped his steps and turned on the lights in Vira's room.

"Hhh .. hhh..." Vira is like a person who is short of breath, while his eyes are still closed.

"Sshhhh, there I am." said Ricko.

"Relax there is me" continued the man who was sitting on the floor while his hand was holding the hand of Vira who felt cold.

In her subconscious, Vira felt that she was in a very dark room. He started to waver, he was very panicked from not finding a glimmer of light. His breath began to wail, but slowly there was light creeping into his room. Slowly his breathing was back in order.

"Your hand is very cold" said Ricko who gently rubbed the back of Vira's hand.

The dawn Adhan has reverberated, a couple of husband and wife are ready to do their duty. Satya had already held her script as well as Amartha. Amartha was very happy to have a husband who loved her and was obedient to her religion. After finishing with her two rakaats, Amartha grabbed her husband's hand and kissed him.

"If it's hard, you can pray while sitting down, dear." said Satya who saw Amartha began to remove her face.

"Yes, my dear, you." replied Amartha.

"Mas, come out yuk? look for the morning air" said Amartha, combing her hair.

"It's still dark like this, baby! it's cold outside" said Satya.

"Wear a jacket or a sweater." replied Amartha.

"Wear the car, huh?" satya.

"And you want to walk me, Mas .. so easy later the delivery time," said Amartha.

"But even get this hour, Mas ... really! the air has not been shared with passers-by" Amartha did not want to lose.

"Jeez, you're mostly the same as Vira so it's like this, there's an answer if you know!"

"Yes, he's my friend. How is he doing, huh? I haven't seen each other in a long time" said Amartha, who suddenly remembered Vira.

"Yuk, Mas.." said Amartha who had worn clothes that were below the knee length. Made from materials that make body angles, with a hoddie to cover the head.

"Wear leging" Satya said as he looked at what his wife was wearing.

Amartha immediately took the leging and wore it, while Satya was still loyal to the cocoa shirt and sarong.

"Kok you haven't changed yet, Mas?" Amartha pursed her lips.

"Yes, this is also changing," said Satya who deliberately stalled time.

"What clothes am I wearing?" said Satya who was weighing what she would wear.

Amarthabyang was already grimy, immediately took his sports pants and t-shirt.

"No, don't wear that, ah! do I want sport? we just want to walk" said Satya.

"Yes, she's wearing this" said Amartha, who picked up the shorts with a white T-shirt.

"No, ah! it's still cold outside, but the pants are only worn in the bedroom," said Satya.

"Keep wearing what? we just want to walk in front of the house just so complicated," Amartha was very upset with her husband's behavior.

"Although only in front of the house, but the air is still very cold to know!" satya said reasoned.

"Keep what you wear, Maaaaaas..."

"What, huh?" Satya sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Snap, Mom! wear which one,"

"Hmmmm," Satya cleared her throat while tapping a finger on her chin.

"Yes, use the first one" said Satya.

"From now on, cake..." Amartha put the shirt back in the closet.

"I changed it first, huh?" said Satya.

"Yes, astaghfirllaaaah!" amartha shakes her waist. Rather than stress over seeing her husband, Amartha finally chose to leave.

"I wait in the living room" said Amartha.

"Revelation, don't be long!" the woman continued before leaving the room.

Satya immediately changed her clothes, she took some money and kept it in her back pocket.

"The handsome man has no opponent!" said Satya who combed her hair using fingers, she saw the athletic body wrapped in sports clothes.

While in the living room, Amartha was waiting for Satya who had not yet revealed his nose. Amartha opened the door.

"For a long time I was just changing my clothes" muttered Amartha.

Shortly awaited was finally nongol too, Satya with his pedal walked towards his wife who was pouting.

"Yeah, now?" satya asked without guilt.

"No!" amartha said, rising up.

"Near front!" amartha.

"Oh, yes already .. I want to enter the room again," said Satya who then turned her body about to leave.

"No need to macem, please!" Amartha immediately pulled Satya out. While Satya chuckles because he managed to prank his wife.

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