Why Should I ?
Be late

Because he felt homesick with his little daughter Rama also swung the bike tightly. Both corners of her lips also developed a bright smile.

It didn't feel like an hour on the way and now he's standing in the yard. Leaning his aging ontel bike on the wall of his house. With a big step, he immediately moved and opened the door.

Czechrekk

It was late at night, almost past midnight. The lights are still bright and the door is not locked.

Slowly, Rama pushed her slowly. His desired head entered first, watching around the room and observing who was still relaxed at that late hour. There was only Wulan's mom who was cool with her phone in the front room.

"Assalamu'alaikum. I'm going home, right?"

"wa'alaikum salam. So it was Ram, from this morning."

The woman is still in her style. He replied without even looking at Rama, don't stare, just glance no. 'actually how is he?' Rama begins to be confused by Wulan's attitude.

Rama swung his legs back quickly. Heading to the room that he had suspected was Kinanti and Nadira who had been waiting for him.

'no matter what about Wulan, she was like that. Unambiguous. Is there anything clear in this house? I don't think Rama's inner self slammed until he was in front of the bedroom door.

Rama stopped, saying he heard Kinanti speak. But it's unclear what he's talking about and who his interlocutors are. Only occasionally there is a typical laughter Kinanti that is absorbed with certainty by his eardrum.

'finished. I just go straight in, this is also my room, ' cried Rama who began to suspect. He opened the door casually, as if not thinking of anything bad. There, there were only Kinanti and Nadira who had slept.

The woman whose body shape is increasingly irregular, still sitting with a cellphone attached to her earpiece. His eyes, watching the look on Rama's face for a moment and then stopped the phone unilaterally.

"who's Kin on the phone? So good at the horror?"

"ah, this.. Anna,"

"Anna? What time did he come home? She must have missed Nadira too?"

"emmbh"

Kinanti breathed a sigh of relief as Rama began to think positively. There are things that she hid from her husband, but Rama can always dampen his lust to not always be suspicious of Kinanti.

Rama chose to unite himself next to Nadira asleep. He caressed the friendly body of his little girl and landed a sweet kiss.

Nadira always make Rama look on Abbas's face, but that does not make him a hater. He didn't drag Nadira around in his past. For him, Nadira is a child and also his flesh and blood.

"pules is very much the son of his bobo father. Don't miss what Dad is?"

"the gemes"

"yes hold dong...

Yes, I want to sleep, later if Dira wakes up the milk is just a love of water. So tired"

Kinanti pulled out a blanket to cover her entire body except for the face. He turned his back to Rama who was still cool to watch his little girl. He was not really sleepy, but just looking for reasons so that Rama did not invite him to chat.

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The alarm that has been ringing dozens of times is not also heeded by Rama. Even his finger was also crawling looking for a button to delay it.

His eyes were very difficult for him to open, even to glance at the clock he felt unable to. There was no passion for activity that morning. He had fallen asleep very late. In fact, must often wake up to give milk to Dira.

The morning sunlight was bright enough. The light burst out, through the cracks of the bedroom windows. Waving a pair of eyes that were still enjoying his dream realm. Rama blinked and was disturbed by the sun.

He heard many people talking outside the house, chickens crowing and the sun was rising. He grabbed his cellphone which he had been talking about because it disturbed his sleep.

"shit! Why don't I have a sound alarm? Huh, late again!"

Rama rushed without a bath, he just brushed his teeth and washed his face. He kissed the faces of the two women who were still asleep, then slowly Rama out of the room.

Quickly, he smeared the bread with butter. His mouth was very agile to chew and hope that time could be stopped so that he did not get nagging again from his superiors.

"Ram, are you eating alone? Which wife?"

"kin's still sleeping buk"

"still asleep? You are what Ram is, you should have built him. The child should be dried in the morning gini. The eyes are good Ram"

"yes, but Kinan is tired. Dira's still asleep"

"you, if you say parents always argue!"

Blablablabla and many more, the drama that Rama must face at all times. Morning, afternoon, evening, night must have been he was always denounced. If not scorned, but at worst is body shaming. And that, sucks for Rama.

'I woke up late, drama first. Be a late double' Rama flinch when out of the house. His heart was upset with Bu Wati's increasingly outrageous and arbitrary behavior towards him.