TRAPPED IN A MARRIAGE
PRACTICE 3

“Nona,” Tanti's voice shocked Ninu, he immediately turned his head to look at Tanti.

“Master is waiting for you in the workspace.”

Ninu took a deep breath, prepared to be scolded, whispered his heart.

Ninu stood up, read the bismillah and chanted a prayer before setting his foot into the study.

With hesitant steps slowly Ninu headed for the study. Throughout his steps he thought of many possibilities and solutions.

What should I do if he gets angry and throws me out? Did I just go, but what about my course while I like it so much, what about my life.

What do I do if I have to get out of here, where am I going? No home, no job, my God….

Did I just apologize to her and promise not to make any more mistakes? I will promise to serve him and obey all his wishes and orders. But then he will be arbitrary to me later, O God…

Ninu's hand continued to stroke his chest to calm the troubled heart. He stopped right in front of the closed workroom door. He hesitantly knocked on the door slowly.

Tok tok….

“Case,” Haris voice from within managed to make Ninu's knee wobble, inhale.

He turned the door handle and pushed inside until the door opened, his feet slowly stepping. Once inside the room, with a bowed face Ninu again closed the door. With the corner of her eyes she could see Haris sitting leaning over the sofa while looking at her.

“Sit.”

Ninu walked slowly towards the end of the sofa and sat down there. His face is still down.

Silent.

Haris still continued to look at the downcast Ninu, if he noticed she was indeed beautiful huh, whispered his heart. His eyes noticed Ninu's wavy hair that had partially fallen in front of his shoulders. Her skin is smooth without makeup, her nose is sharp even though not as sharp as Caucasian people, her lips even though not lipstick but blushing.

While the attention is still struggling with its turmoil.

“Tell me what you've been doing all day at home?” the flat voice shook Ninu's heart until it beat fast. His hands are still clinging to each other. No sound could come out of his lips. Though if he listened carefully there was no anger in Haris' voice.

“Hei! I'm asking you,” cried Haris, his gaze will not be separated from Ninu

“Mmm..My bang... I'm sorry,” the sound vibrates.

“I didn't tell you to apologize, I asked you all day what was it?”

“Sa..me...” why suddenly so hard to talk anyway and this is the heart why keep beating fast

“I... practice cutting hair,” finally the sound was able to escape his lips.

“That's the science you get from the course?”

Ninu nodded in submission, his eyes heating up again, but he tried his hardest not to cry.

“Do you think Mr Otang deserves a hairstyle like that?”

Silent.

“Tanti and the other two maids also deserve such a color and hairstyle?” cecar Haris's.

Ninu bowed even deeper, it seemed like water had started seeping at the end of his eyes.

“Jawab!” haris's snapping sound managed to slip a tear into her delicate cheek. He sobs slowly.

Haris was surprised to see Ninu crying, he threw his face, huh.. his sigh was slow, “So cry,” his his hiss.

She had no intention of making Ninu cry. He just wants to work on it. After all he also did not mind if the servants were modeled by Ninu.

“You know, if you want to cut someone's hair can't see his face, see his age, see his work. Is it appropriate that Mr Otang who works as a cook and is in his fifties is given such a hairstyle? Where her hair was dyed green again,” back Haris looked at Ninu who was still sobbing, her lips flattering a thin smile re-imagining the appearance of the strange Otang sir.

“Try you see Tanti, bi Siti and Tinem, do they fit in with such a hairstyle? Okay they are not as bad as Mr Otang, but still do not fit!”

Haris brings her face closer to Ninu “Tomorrow you're out of the course!” his sharp whispers made Ninu aghast, not only because of Haris' close face but because of Haris' speech.

He didn't want to stop the course.

His face slightly looked at Haris. Their views met for a moment. Ninu hurriedly lowered his head again.

“I'm sorry bang,” Ninu's voice is almost inaudible, “Please forgive me.”

Haris returned to his original sitting position.

“But I don't want to stop the course,” his hand rubbed his wet cheek.

“The course place is expensive but ugly!” haris voice is full of emphasis, “Buktinya, you can not choose a suitable hairstyle for someone!”

“Not so bang..” interrupted his sobbing Ninu tried to answer, “New hairstyle that I can,” his hand back rubbed his nose and cheeks wet, “It was not perfect.”

That answer made Haris wrinkle his eyebrows, oh... So he could just cut the hair of that model? But it makes sense, he's only been on a one-month course.

“Hiks...hiks...hiks...” finally Ninu could not resist the crying that he was holding back from earlier. She was crying in front of Haris.

“If you still want a course, learn better. Don't be so perfunctory. I've paid dearly, so the result should be good.”

Ninu raised his wet face looking at Haris, slightly disbelieving of what he had just heard.

“So...I can still course bang?” ask her while.

Haris nodded his head slowly, staring at Ninu's puffy face. There was pity in the corner of his heart.

“And I can still stay here bang?” ask again

“Of course! Who told you to go?” Haris frowned showing an astonished face.

Expelled from the mansion was just a scenario that Ninu had in mind.

Spontaneous Ninu squatting hugging Haris so happy, “Thank you bang!” it was unconsciously. A smile bloomed on his face that was soaked by tears.

Haris flinched as Ninu's hand grabbed and hugged her. After rewinding his body in surprise, Haris finally received Ninu's first hug without reaction.

The awakened Ninu immediately took off his embrace and shifted back his seat to the end of the sofa, “Sorry bang, I am khilaf,” he said slowly, he took a tissue nearby that Haris had given him, he used it to dry his face that was still wet, then back down.

Ninu did not know what Haris was feeling right now, his heart was racing, his skin pores seemed to widen and brushed the feathers on it. Suddenly there was a strange swish in his heart. His face was heated up and seemed to turn red.

If only Ninu had not lowered his head he would have been able to see the change in Haris' face. But how else, even now Ninu was struggling with his own feelings which for the first time embraced a man, a handsome man as well. A hug that is only a few seconds can disrupt the feelings and hearts of both.

Ow hell! I even hugged him, that sucks! Another new problem, Ninu grumbled inwardly.

Long enough they were busy with their own feelings until finally Haris's speech broke the silence, “Have I wanted to rest.”

Again Ninu rubbed his face which was other than swollen but now also reddened.he raised his face but his eyes did not dare to look at Haris.

“Thank you bang,” he got up from his seat, “I permission to room,” nodded his head slightly and passed leaving the study.

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The flashback

After Budi, Haris went to his room, but in front of the stairs stood Otang and Tanti waiting for him.

“Sorry sir,” they said simultaneously.

Haris stopped looking at Mr. Otang who still looked funny in his eyes.

“What's up?” tanyakanya.

“Sorry, I just wanted to tell you about it sir,” Pak Otang lowered his head.

“Why?”

“Master don't be mad at miss, because it's not the lady who asked the waiters to gather in the kitchen but I.”

Haris was silent, staring fixedly.

“For what to tell them to gather like that?”

“Sorry sir, I saw you and Mr. Budi laughing out loud at my new appearance. I think you will be more surprised if you see not only me who changed but others as well,” said Mr. Otang, “I did not expect that you would be angry. Sorry sir, I don't mean anything.”

“And we absolutely do not mind the master with what miss,” continued Tanti.

“You guys are supporting apparently yes?” next to the corner of Haris's lips lifted.

“Not so sir, we just don't want you to be mistaken for miss,” replied Mr. Otang still lowered his head.

“Where is he?” ask Haris.

“Nona... miss is crying behind master,” replied Tanti.

Haris takes a breath, “Call him, tell me to meet me in the workspace.”

Haris turned her body and stepped towards the study.

Flashback off

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Is that love?

Is it tangible?

Show me!

Show me how I can feel his presence

Hugged her!

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