Those Who Want My Body
The Mannered Nature of Mas Anwar

"Asshwa." Amy shook my shoulder.

"Ah yes brother. Sorry I'm daydreaming."

"You're called Neneng ma'am, just shut up."

"Look Aish. In August, our hospital will be re-accredited. So in the next few months the mother will be busy rearranging some reports that the arrangement is still not in accordance with the SOP. Can you help mom?"

"God can be ma'am."

"If you have to go overtime, do you mind?"

"No ma'am. I'm ready to help."

"All right, thank you very much." Ms. Neneng smiled.

Not long ago, a notification sound of incoming messages on my phone.

'You have to take responsibility.'

"What does that mean? A message from who is this?" I said slowly.

'Because of you I have to endure shame.'

Almost ten messages came in, but I ignored them. Because it's a message from a number I don't know. Some of his messages contained insults with harsh words.

And sleep, the message kept coming in. Mas Anwar who heard the message notification on my phone was curious.

"Message from whom?"

"I don't know, I don't know the number."

"Mas can see?"

I gave my phone to Anwar. Because seeing the contents of the message from the number, Anwar seemed annoyed.

"Why didn't you say mas?"

"Because I think it's just a misconnect or spam."

"No. This is not a misconnect. This is a message from Rania."

"Why do you know that this is a message from Rania's sister?"

"Because he called me. He said that he would not let the person who embarrassed him live in peace. But I don't know if he meant you." Anwar's worries are growing.

I hugged her to calm her down. I also assured Anwar, I will be fine.

"Dear."

"Hmmm..."

"Darling..."

"Mas is calm. Thanks for the hug, but..."

"But what is mas?"

"But someone asked for rations." Anwar said it without further ado.

I pushed him slowly with a little laugh. His hand pulled back my body. He kissed my forehead, my cheek and ended up a gentle kiss on my lips.

Slowly but surely, Anwar lowered his kiss. Breaking my neck. My blood started to rustle because of every kiss Anwar gave me.

Without my refusal, Anwar continued to do what he wanted.

Every time I finished talking with you, Anwar never forgot to kiss me on the forehead and say thank you.

"Good morning." Mas Anwar lifted my shirt and stuffed his head.

"In the meantime Shubuh mas."

"Yes, I know. So let it go like this for a minute." Mas Anwar replied with a head that was set on my chest.

"Let's wake up."

"Five minutes."

Even though I kept telling her to get up, I still liked this situation. Anwar has always been so spoiled. Even sweet words when there is a want.

"Yes..."

"What."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course I can."

"Can I know about my past with sister Rania?"

Maybe out of surprise or something, Mas Anwar finished his activities inside my clothes.

"So I said confidently that I could ask. Then what is this response? Can't I ask you about this?"

"Of course I can. I never had any relationship with Rania. This happened due to a misunderstanding between mas and Rania."

"Tell me all the details. Don't let anyone miss the story."

"Kiss first." Anwar pointed at his lips.

"I think hearing a story is one thing for free."

"Of course it's free. But I need to charge first." Mas Anwar pursed his lips.