TRAPPED IN A MARRIAGE
DREAMING OF EACH OTHER

Ninu immediately closed the door of his room after he entered, ran towards the bed, threw his body there and cried as he could.

Heart hurts. So hurt.

He felt how unfortunate his fate was. Fate as a poor person who must be willing to exist under the control and power of others. He has no power even to defend himself.

To do something must be with permission, not have the freedom to do something yourself. He had to beg, beg, and apologize for something that was not his fault.

Unfortunately my fate is mother, he whispered.

What's wrong with trying to cut a waiter's hair with a model and color like that? I'm just trying to practice what I've learned. What would affect the servants if I cut their hair with such a model? after all they only stay at home, only once Tanti or Pak Otang go shopping, Kan can wear a hat or veil. The hair color is not permanent. The next two weeks are also gone.

After being satisfied with crying, Ninu got up and walked to the bathroom, took ablution and changed clothes to prepare for sleep.

Lying back on the bed, her puffy eyes stared at the bedroom ceiling. Now his heart was calmer and more relieved.

Back to what happened in the workspace. All the words of Haris again.

What Mr. Haris said is also correct, such a hairstyle is not suitable for Mr. Otang. He looked strange, Ninu unconsciously smiled to imagine the face of Mr. Otang who had just realized to be funny with his new hairstyle.

Even Ninu chuckled at the thought of three maids lined up near the kitchen door with the same model and hair color

I was stupid, not thinking long, he murmured.

What mister Haris said is true, I must think before doing anything.

Ninu turned his body.

Unconsciously he fell asleep.

Ninu dreamed of walking in a large and beautiful garden accompanied by a man. Although he could not see the man's face but he was sure that the man was dashing and handsome. He felt their very happy and loving mood. The man's hands were coiled around his shoulders, they were walking while talking warmly. The man continued to talk, no matter what, Ninu smiled listening to him. Ninu's head was leaning on his shoulders. The smell of his body was smelled. Masculine aroma.

HUH!!! Ninu woke up, astagfirullah haladzim.

The wall clock. At 2 am. She stretched out her body remembering her dream just now.

That masculine scent, Haris' body scent!

Maybe because just now when he hugged Haris he smelled her scent and stuck it in his memory to carry a dream.

Huhhhhh…. Ninu sighed breathing out of his mouth, he got up from his sleep, walked towards the bathroom. He was going to perform the night prayer.

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Haris’s pov

After cleaning her body and changing clothes, Haris laid her body on the bed. Tired of today. His eyes were straight on the ceiling of the room, his lips twisting a smile.

Today was amazing. Starting from laughing out loud to stomach skin pain and coughing, angry, and finally saw the woman crying sobbing.

Stupid girl! Really stupid! How could he think I'd kick him out of here? Could die I scolded mama if that happened.

Back Haris smiled considering how he and Budi laughed loosely watching the appearance of Mr. Otang who looked strange. And now she also laughs at the thought of her three female servants lined up in the kitchen facing her with the same hairstyle and brown in color. Rightly said Budi like a member of the paskibra but with the face of mother-emak.

Haris shook his head while chuckling to himself, truly a stupid girl!

But from that all Haris remembered the most was the face of Ninu who was bowed before him while shedding tears. She was so beautiful, Haris felt her chest, it seemed like her heart was beating faster.

Do I like it, huh?

Then the feeling that flowed through his body again appeared. When Ninu subconsciously hugged her for being happy. The fragrance of her body, the fragrance of her hair, and the delicate hand that touched Haris' neck. All of this is truly in his memory.

There's no way I love her. I just love Tyara, he murmured.

Until he finally fell asleep.

Haris dreams of sitting together in the park with a woman. They sat close and hugged each other. The woman, though she has no face, but Haris knows that she is very beautiful. Her body and hair are fragrant. Haris enjoyed it, inhaled the fragrant aroma, and on and on until he realized that it was the fragrant body of Ninu.

He woke up, opened his eyes. Rough face with istigfar.

I had a dream apparently, she turned her body around trying to sleep again. But it can't. The clock on the table.

At 2 am.

Haris got up from his sleep, walked towards the bathroom, took ablution and immediately prayed the night.

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“Pak Otang, Tanti, I'm sorry yes,” said Ninu when he just entered the kitchen.

Mr. Otang and Tanti turned to look at him.

“Apologies for what miss?” ask Mr. Otang.

“Nona, miss is not wrong,” replied Tanti. It seemed that he understood more about Ninu.

“Sorry I have made your appearance so strange.”

“Oh. It was my first experience with a haircut like this. I used to watch action movies sometimes I imagined hair models like the Murdock. And now I really have a hairstyle like her. Cool!” said Mr. Otang laughing.

“Murdock the body is big height sir. Black people. Lah father, thin body that, yes do not fit” said Tanti sneered.

“Lho, not his body problem Tan, the important thing is that I feel the sensation of having a hairstyle like him,” sergeant Pak Otang, “Dan more importantly, this hair of mine managed to entertain the master, the,” then he laughs wide.

Ninu grimaced at their chatter.I went crazy making them like this.

“Well, if you are seventeen August with Siti and Tinem as the flag raiser team!”

“Bby! The origin of the father who became his coach,” Tanti turned her lips and laughed.

“Mild! It was also one of my dreams when I was younger, so coach of the paskibra. Later I teach you how, here is the way, tu. wa ... tu.. wa!” Mr. Otang showed a step forward with a funny because when his left foot stepped his left hand swing forward.

Ninu and Tanti laughed at the robot-like movements of Mr. Otang.

“Ehemm..

Jeps! All sounds suddenly disappeared. No laughter and movement. The three of them exchanged lyrics, and without command immediately returned to their respective places and duties.

Krekkkk heard the sound of a chair being pulled, Ninu immediately turned his body.

“Assalamualaikum bang,” sapanya approaching, “You drink coffee or sweet tea?” he tried to be reasonable.

“Coffee.”

Ninu immediately made coffee with the usual dose for Haris.

“This coffee bang,” he put a glass filled with coffee in front of Haris

“Why not continue chatting?”

“Hmm...has finished bang.”

“Oh yes? I used to want to talk. Looks like exciting.”

Is this insinuation or the truth? Why is he so hard to guess?

Ninu pulled the chair in front of Haris and sat on it.

“Today you leave for the course?” ask Haris.

“Iya bang.”

“If you want to practice again do as you please, but remember my words last night, everything must be thought out first.”

“Iya bang, thank you,” Ninu nodded his head with a smile.

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C'mon love....

Don't you torture me like this

Show yourself

I'm tired of looking

Want to get on your shoulders right away

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Happy reading all 🙏🙏🙏🙏