
The door blow made Nita fooled and quickly closed all the documents. He put it in the deepest corner with another book covered. His heart thumped as he opened the lock and the door opened. Look Rama ....
"Mother Stepmother, what are you doing here, night and night with blankets? Did papah evict you?" Rama looked inward, right and left. "Then you try to sleep here?" Rama looked back at Nita who looked nervous, whose eyes were unfocused.
Nita laughed lightly. "Sleep here is it right? Your papah sleeps soundly, just .. I'm looking for a new atmosphere" Nita bites her lower lip as Rama passes by and goes inside looking at every hallway of the library, until the man walked towards the blankets.
"What kind of new atmosphere are you looking for? Looks exciting, huh?" Rama bowed and would grab the blanket, but the blanket was grabbed first by Nita. The woman immediately sat leaning against the library closet while enveloping to the limit of the neck. "Like that?"
Nita nodded quickly, behind Nita's waist was a document covered in library books, which must have been a little unkempt. "It's very convenient."
"So, what book are you reading?" Rama leaned into the library closet. "It looks like you're trying to avoid the cctv, so you're here." Rama laughed amusedly.
"Annu .... " Nita stuttered because Rama's gaze was so sharp on her. His fingers instantly grabbed one book from the shelf, between them.
"Actually, I just sat down, then closed because the lights are not too bright, it feels comfortable. I haven't read a book yet." Nita looked carefully at the cover of the book in her hand titled Sangkuriang.
Why must I sit here ? (None)
"Attent." Rama faces the nervous Nita, she bends towards Nita, her fingers down the book one by one to the side of Nita's waist. He frowned and looked at Nita whose face paled.
"Mother Stepmother, are you sick?" Rama holds Nita's forehead.
"I'm fine!" Nita immediately threw Rama's hand from his forehead. He kept holding his breath because Rama was too close. You should keep your distance !
"But your face is pale. Really ... Is it okay?" Rama sat back facing Nita who shook her head. The smell of strawberry on Nita's body spoils her nose. He observed Nita who was now down and opened Sangkuriang's book with her fingers and continued to open sheet by sheet quickly. "I'm sure you didn't read it"
"This is my favorite place, Stepmother. When I was a kid I ran away from my mom or dad. I hid myself here. Until ... one day a little girl entered this place and brought my favorite book." Rama laughs. "That's the day I started reading."
"Are you nostalgic?" Nita turned to the right to Rama's face flushed and smiled very sweetly. Sergey's son laughed very crisply and exuded an aura of good looks.
"Actually, I'd love to get that book again. IPA book, I don't know the title. But, it's actually a book I picked up at the teacher's desk and haven't had time to return it."
"That's like stealing?" Nita scrunched her forehead.
"I was just borrowing it. I'm curious about the teacher's mother's book .... Apparently, the book was gone before I could read it. Is that still said-theft?"
"You take it, you don't say, it's called stealing." Nita then fell silent and stared blankly at page 11. He felt Rama was looking at him making the entire body goosebumps even though covered in blankets.
"Rama" Nita held her breath. He felt a cold wave all over his body as soon as Rama leaned his head on his right shoulder. Rama's head was felt from and smelled the scent of mint. Is this still reasonable?
"Read me page 11, Stepmom." Rama without feeling continues to breathe the air around with the smell of strawberries.
"But you sit down first." Nita returned to page 11, after she had just flipped to page 12.
"I've been sitting, do I look asleep?" Rama tried to shut down because this was very convenient for him.
"Mrs .... " The new Patrick stepped quietly and then stared. Rama immediately sat up straight and Nita immediately stood up while grabbing the blanket.