When The Sky Fall
Chapter 6's

Dance has to work. He decided pretty much three days he would take care of Renald. After that it's up to Renald. He won't take a headache. In the afternoon after the arrival of the doctor, Tari brought in a tray containing porridge that had been made specifically for Renald with a glass of water. Renald turned his head for a moment and turned his back on Tari.

"Eat first." said Tari. Renald is not flinching. "Hey, you hear me?"

"I'm not hungry. Go awayl. Don't bother me." Renald said without turning his body.

"Wahhh if I could, I would go. But then again, I don't want to be accused if anything happens to you" said Cold Dance.

"Then leave it to the waiter."

Dance laughs mockingly. "If anyone wanted to, I wouldn't have had much trouble coming here and love you to eat. Inconveniencing! Blame your temperament!" Dance clucking. "Sit down and eat. The sooner you eat, the sooner I get out of this room. I know you don't want to see me. I'm the same. So don't be fussy."

Renald breathed a rough sigh. He turned his body and tried to sit down. But his hands shook as he tried to sit down. His body still looks weak. Dance sighed. He placed his tray on the nightstand and sat down beside Renald. He helped Renald to sit down. He placed a pillow behind Renald so that Renald could sit down casually. Dance took the porridge. He scoops his porridge and blows it away. After a bit of cold he bribed it to Renald. Keep going over and over again without saying a word.

Renald fed three meals a day. He always checked Renald's body temperature even at midnight. He also wiped Renald's body with a warm cloth. Renald's six pack body and field chest did not make Tari blush. At least he tried not to blush. He had decided to stop liking her so he built a thick, high wall to keep his feelings inside.

Exactly three days, the heat in Renald's body no longer returned. Usually his body heat will go up and down. But this has been normal all day. So tomorrow Dance can get back to work.

Before going to bed, after dinner, Dance will again wipe Renald's body. Renald refused. He wants to take a hot bath. Dance prepares all Renald's bathing needs. Hot water in bathtub and foam soap. Dari helps Renald undress his entire outfit until his boxer remains. Dance tried to turn her face away, not wanting to see anything. Dance pulled Renald into the bathroom and into the bathtub, without saying anything.

"Wahh I really am his personal servant now." Tari grumbled inwardly as she waited outside the bathroom. "It's a good thing to be here tonight. Huh! Who wants to be with him for longer!"

Done maddai Tari still helps her put on clothes. The difference? Hugely. It felt like she wanted to put on him so that he could put on his clothes faster so that he could leave immediately. Especially if you still see the tempting scenery in front of him. The hard body, six pack and chest of his field, were too tempting. But maybe because Tari was fed up with her, so when she saw that scene, she did not blush, instead wanted to cuss.

Plain dance? No, of course not. He can be an adult. He always held back for his family. For him his family is the most important, therefore he has never had a lover since his mother died. After enveloping Renald, Tari left.

"You... Work where?" tanya Renald made Dance's steps stop. Dance sighed and then turned around.

"I told you it's none of your business" said Tari coldly and left immediately. Renald frowned and stared at Dari's departure.

Renald took his tab on the nightstand. He knew he still had to rest but he made a pact with his doctor he would rest fully for three days but after that, he would work, recover or not he. That's why he let Tari take care of him. He thinks it's better to dance than anyone else. For three days he followed. Even Alex, his secretary was forbidden to come.

Renald checked his credit card bill. No spending, at all. She checks the credit card she gave Anne so that if Tari wants to do any shopping, she can use the card. But nil. No spending at all. Renald massaged his forehead. Is something wrong?

...***...

Early in the morning Dance had breakfast and left. He doesn't want to be late. It's been three days that he's been allowed to, he feels bad for his friend and boss. He must have left early so as not to meet Renald. He didn't want his mood to be ruined early in the morning for meeting Renald.

While carrying the suit in his hand, Renald exited the room and fixed his tie. He went back to work today. Alex, his secretary and personal assistant were already waiting in the living room near the stairs. Alex was wearing a suit suit too. Her brown hair was neatly combed to the side.

"Good morning sir." said Alex. Renald nodded.

"Looks like you want me to fire, huh?" said Renald suddenly. Alex surprised.

"Sorry sir, but did I make a mistake?" alex is confused.

"I told you not to be formal with me when it's just the two of us. I don't like. You're my friend too." Renald said and stared intently at Alex, trying to intimidate him.

"Ahhh that.. Okay, all right." Alex who was not intimidated replied casually.

"Of all people only you are not intimidated by my gaze."

"Not intimidated but used to it. It's not even scary anymore."

Renald laughing. Alex handed the tablet to Renald containing his schedule today. Renald would rather see for himself than read.

"Master, breakfast is ready" Alfred said.

"Not today. I'll just eat at the office. I had a meeting this morning. Alex will buy it for me." Renald said, wearing his suit. "Ahh right. Call Anne for me."

"Good sir." Alfred went to the kitchen.

"I want you to check the credit card I gave him. Maybe it's a problem" Renald told Alex while still looking at his tab.

"Him? Who?"

"The woman I just married" Renald said without looking at Alex.

"Your wife." Alex corrects.

"Yes, whatever. Check, there may be an error. I don't see any spending at all."

"Maybe he didn't use it."

"You kidding? She's lady. Women always shop whatever they like. There can't be a woman who doesn't spend money."

"Master." call Anne who's already standing nearby.

"Ahh Anne's. I'd like to ask. The credit card I gave you to give to the madam, have you given me?"

"Already sir. But the madam refused."

"Rejecting your word?" Renald surprised.

"Yes sir. Madam refused. Madam asked me to keep it."

"Did he ever use it?"

"Know I'm not sir. The madam never even held the card. The card is always with me."

Anne's words just now made Renald frown. A lady? Not shopping? More than using free money?

"All right, you can go. Keep hold of the card, he might use it."

"Good sir." Anne bowed respectfully and left.

"I told you, right? Maybe he didn't use it." Alex said.

"It's weird."

"Hmm come on."

...***...

At the boutique Dance is warmly welcomed. Yeah, he really likes working there. At least the bad things that have happened to her lately, paid off with good friends. But everyone knows that Dance is married. Actually, he didn't want to tell you all that. Because he thinks it's free. Why tell a man who doesn't care about him.

The beep!

One message came into his phone. Emily checked around. There were no visitors so he could instantly open a chat on his phone.

"Sister, I just want to tell you. Dad's in the hospital. Dad had a heart attack. Mom forbid I tell you, sister. But I think my brother should know. Don't tell mommy. Take care of yourself, brother."

Panic dance. Body vibrates. His face looks pale.

"Dance, are you okay?" ask Olive who saw the change in Dance's face.

"I'm fine, thank you. Can you replace me for a second? I have to call."

"Yeah, sure."

Dance away towards the back of the boutique. Behind the shop is a small alley. Dance regulated her heavy breathing. He's dialing his mother's number.

Tuut

Tuut

"What's? Why are you calling?"

"Mom, is it true that you went to the hospital?"

"Maybe your sister again. Your father is fine. Don't take care of it. You just send money to your father in the hospital."

"Is dad sick?"

"No need to know. You just send money."

"Mom.."

"Udah. I'm closed."

"Dance to Indonesia, tomorrow."

"No, there's no need. Don't you dare come here!"

"But why?"

"If you dare to come here, I will leave your father and sister behind! If you don't want me to go, don't come here. Send money to your father's treatment! Don't be weird, pretentious want to go home all. Your money is enough. Send more than usual. If you dare to come here, look."

Click!

Salina hung up. Dance cried literally behind the boutique. He felt guilty for leaving his father. He'd really like to leave. But he was afraid that his mother's threat would occur.

...***...

The noise of people talking and the chanting of music dominated the bar where Dance worked. Dance was already adept at concocting drinks even though she did not feel them. He always asked Marisol to taste the concoction of his drink. Dance is pretty quick to learn. If he was determined, he would follow him no matter what. Initially, the bar owner was reluctant to hire Dance in the brewery because of lack of experience. Initially Tari will be placed as a waiter but with his hard work, Dari can be proficient quickly.

Dari placed one drink on the middle-aged man sitting in front of her then cleaned the table where she had concocted earlier.

"Are you all right?" ask Marisol.

"Hmm I'm good."

"I wonder, what is it with you? Well I know it's your business but I'm worried. You're gonna faint."

"I'm fine, Marisol."

"If you need a friend to tell you a story. I'm ready." Marisol patted Tari's arm slowly as it passed. Although her home life is miserable, she is given a very good friend. Marisol and Olive always look after him. Marisol is beautiful with brown curly hair and her soft hazel eyes. Exotic brown skin. She has a lover from Mexico too, Teo. Marisol's body is slightly shorter than Dance's.

"So what are you going to do?" ask Marisol again when they've closed the bar. They stand by the side of the road, looking for a taxi for Tari. While Marisol will be picked up by her lover. Dari decides to tell Marisol everything. Maybe if he told someone, the burden would be reduced.

"Allet alone. Send money only. That's it."

"My amor.. It's so sorry for you. Do you need Teo's help to teach your husband a lesson? Teo is a gangster. Take it easy he'll help you."

Little laughing dance. "No, there's no need. He has no feelings for me, now me too. Just to pay off all my debts. That'sthat's all. I'm sorry, I told you all this. At least I want a place to tell stories. It feels crazy to keep everything to yourself."

"Con and placer. With pleasure. I'm glad you told me. Never keep it to yourself. Not good for you." Marisol hugs Dance. "Gee! That's taxi. Are you sure you don't want to take Teo with you?"

"No, I don't want to be troublesome. I'll go home first. Yea..." Dance into the taxi.

Marisol waved her hand until Tari disappeared from her sight.

"It's a pity." said Marisol after Dari's death.

"Who is pity?" tanya Teo made Marisol flinch.

"Gosh you surprised me. Que sucede contigo?!" marisol then hit Teo's body.

"Bien deja de pegarme. Lo siento, okay?"

"It sucks!"

Teo took Marisol's hand away.

...***...