Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 27: Rain

Sally's eyes continued to wander through Zean's room. He stayed this time. Yesterday, the first time he came to the Pratama residence, the girl immediately asked to go home because of tomorrow of school and deteriorating mood.

The loosely bekaus girl climbed into the bed, kept her feet under the covers, then one hand pulled the phone from the top of the bedside little nightstand. Being in a large room alone, made him confused.

“I sent the same message Lisa, deh.”

Sally's choice ended up on the message menu on the phone. He typed a lot of words, then sent them to his best friend. It didn't take long, the reply was received. He smiled to himself as he continued typing until he subconsciously how long it had been like that.

The bedroom door opened, featuring a tall figure with a flat face as usual. Sally pulled down the phone from the front of her face, looking at her husband who was walking over to get closer.

“Why not sleeping?” Zean asked as he landed his buttocks on the edge of the nearest bed to his wife. One hand was raised to give a small pinch on Sally's cheek.

Sally brushed aside quickly, her happy smile vanished changing into a wry face. “Apaan, anyway, Brother? I don't like.” He inched backwards, setting aside his body to put the phone on the nightstand.

“Kak Delon is home?” The girl changed the position that was initially leaning on the head of the bed, instead of sitting upright cross-legged facing Zean.

Hearing the name of the other man called, Zean's face frowned. The two black sliced eyes were squeaking, suspicious. “What are you asking about him for? Don't tell me, you like it.”

Sally's gaze was round, her eyeballs almost popping out of the cavity hearing the husband's accusations. He snarled, lazy to talk if Zean was like that.

“Hei, Little Girl.” Zean's hand moved overhead. He turned Sally's head to face her. “I asked.”

“Questions Kak Ze strange, tau, Sister. Make people bad mood.”

Instead of calming Sally down, Zean instead swooped the next eyebrow. “Indeed where is the error of my question?”

Sally's legs jerked under the blanket, her nose deflated with growls. He's tired of facing Zean. “Yes, wrong, Brother. I was just his name, but I knew I was being accused. That's right.” The pink lips like a guava gnawed to the left right, muttering bitterly as a result of her husband's actions. If I could be honest, Sally wanted to yell at Zean for being too annoying to be human.

“Oh.” Zean nodded while holding a smile. The girl in front of him was very funny. “So he said he wanted to stay overnight, sleep in the guest room. But when I got here, he was still talking to Papa.”

Sally's lips locked. He had no appetite to continue the conversation. His face continued to turn, looking straight at the door of the room without wanting to turn towards Zean who was still at the side.

“Sleep, it's night.” Zean stood up, circling the bed to take the empty spot next to Sally.

Meanwhile, his wife began to slowly break down. His two tanned eyes looked at the ceiling of the room which was dominated by white paint. He wished he could sleep soon and dream beautifully, but it seemed difficult.

“Kak.” The girl called out to the man next to her who had already been shutting down. Actually, she didn't want to disturb, but Sally was bored because it was hard to sleep.

“Kak,” call Sally once again.

“Hm.” Zean simply answered his potluck without any intention of opening his eyes.

“Kak Ze.” Sally again called out softly, her two hands raising the blanket up to her chin.

“Sleep, Little Girl.” Zean's sleeping position, which was originally supine, now turned oblique in order to hug Sally. The man kept telling his little wife to sleep without asking ‘why’ and opened his eyes. He was tired, travel between cities made muscles stiff and wanted to rest immediately.

Seeing Zean continuously cursing, Sally threw her husband's hand from the stomach. Then, he pulled out the blanket and wanted to get down.

Disturbed by his wife's movements, Zean sat down and opened his eyes slowly. “Where to?” He asked while closing his mouth as it evaporated.

The foot that had just stepped on the floor stopped, turning towards Zean, Sally replied, “Turn the lights, Kak.”

“Hm, yes, already. Immediately sleep.” His body fell back into the bed. Zean didn't have to wait for Sally to ride the contest. He chose to dream first.

***

The afternoon shift is getting down, the afternoon will soon say hello. Sally packed up to go home to Birawan. A full day's time has been spent with my mother-in-law experimenting with baking with new recipes. Ms. Lyra said the recipe was the result of studying with a friend.

Meanwhile, Zean is busy lying down with no intention of helping Sally. He let his little wife fuss herself. Game games are mastering Zean's attention in full, until not looking around.

Sally stood up after closing the suitcase. She breathed out slowly from her mouth when she saw her husband. The girl thought Zean was a serious guy, but he wasn't. The man became a boy when he was in the middle of the family.

Realizing that he was being observed, Zean glanced at him, then twisted his body. One finger turns off the phone, the body turns to sit. His index made alternating bending and straight movements, leading to Sally. He asked his wife to come closer.

Although lazy, the girl finally came.  He revealed the flower skirt so as not to tangle, just landed himself in bed slowly with his legs still dangling down.

“Go home now?” Zean's face turned serious. His two eyes stared intensely at Sally.

Zean's actions make Sally uncomfortable. He distracts, then nods. “Iya, Brother.”

Zean breathed. “Good.” Zean's hand patted Sally's head, then moved on and headed for the dressing room.

It didn't take long, Elo's cousin was out in milk chocolate trousers with a plain white shirt. She approached Sally while rolling her right and left arms.

Unlike the relaxed Zean, Sally was amazed at the appearance of her husband. Unsurprisingly, Sally's heart was already pounding, her face was heating up.

“What's up?”

Sally. She immediately turned her attention when the husband was secretly admiring her.

Oh, my gosh, Sa, again shameful.

“Small Girl?” Zean repeated the question. The man was always curious about something before he could get an answer. However, out of embarrassment, Sally would not answer.

“Dark-scalp continues.” Zean mocked. “I know, you must be admiring your handsome husband, right?”

It was like Sally was screaming and looking for an ant hole to hide in. He was too embarrassed and proud to admit. Especially for the husband who likes to be nosy, surely Sally's self-esteem is lost later.

“Already, you can admire me whenever it is.”

Sally glared this time. He long ago nausea if he heard the man in front of him was too confident.

“Come, down! Before evening.” The black suitcase contained her clothes and Sally, Zean pulled. They must leave immediately so that no night reaches the city of A.

On the ground floor, Zean did not find his mother and father. The man frowned because his two parents were invisible. He raised his arms, peeking at the current clock.

“Half three. Is it possible that Mama and Papa are still resting?” The man muttered to himself, while Sally only heard behind him.

“Young Master.” Bi Minah approached. “You're going home to Birawan's residence, Mister?”

Zean and Sally nodded. “Mama same Papa to where, yes, Bi?”

“They said get out, Sir. Just be careful if you haven't returned.”

Understanding the message of his mother and father, Zean nodded and said goodbye to Bi Minah.

The car sped out of the Pratama residence. Complex streets filled with large trees create a shady atmosphere. Sally observed the outside view from the windowpanes, while Zean remained focused on driving.

When it had joined other vehicles on the main road of the city a few minutes, suddenly heavy rain fell accompanied by lightning that was earthy. The journey is still far away, there are no half.

Worried about driving conditions in bad weather, Zean pulled over the car and asked Sally to find a nearby hotel.

“But, Brother.” Just about to refuse, the sound of lightning reverberated and made Sally shocked. The girl reflexively slammed into Zean's embrace.

“There is no other option, it is raining too hard. Road to invisible, Sa.” Without waiting for Sally's answer, Zean drove the car slowly. He searches for a nearby hotel in case the rain does not stop until the night, while Sally can only resign.

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