You're Not Mine
Comfortable Feel That Exists

"Want me a bribe?" Tanya Yoga offers.

"If it's my husband, I would." Aisha smiled sweetly. With Gemas Yoga shuffles Aisyah's hair.

I'm sorry, honey, made you wait too long. I don't know why I didn't realize that I had been at Jihan's house long enough. Yoga in the Heart. It darts a sweet kiss on Aisyah's forehead.

...***...

"For Mas" said Aisyah in the morning. She meticulously met the face of her husband who was still friendly with the pillow.

Slowly, the lashes belonging to Mas Yoga look lifted. With a lovely smile.

"For the beautiful woman of Heaven." Sahut Yoga's. Aisyah blushed.

"It's dawn, let's take a shower now. Later Papa waited later on." Aisyah traces the face of Yoga with her lentic fingers.

"Yes, baby, but soon. I missed you so much this morning." The more intense the grip.

"Come on Mas, twenty minutes from Adzan. It doesn't matter if you take a quick shower. I haven't prepared water or clothes for you either." Aisyah Rengek.

"Yes, well, my wife."

Aisyah rose from her sleep, not forgetting the anxiety she pinched the nose of Yoga. Yoga just smiles in response and is happy.

While waiting for Aisyah, suddenly her mind drifted to the incident last night. Jihan, well that 20-year-old girl just crossed her mind. Intrigued, he opened his gadget and saw a photo plastered on his social media profile.

The corners of his lips went up both ways. Sweet. Mumbled.

He recalled the time at the girl's house, when they had dinner together. Jihan is still like a child who is overwhelmed when putting food in her mouth.

It suddenly made his hand outstretched to wipe the stain. Until he can feel so smooth and soft facial skin Jihan. He smiled at himself remembering.

Chequek. Yoga raised his face and immediately kept his phone on the nightstand.

"Have baby?" Ask Yoga.

"Yes, let's take a shower now. After this I'll get you some clothes."

"Thank you dear," Kissed Ayesha's head.

......***......

When in the middle of the road back home accidentally Yoga eye beads found Jihan money was walking alone in the middle of a heavy rain like this. He drove the car slowly so as not to dirty Jihan's clothes.

"Damn!" Call her. Without waiting for a long time, he took the umbrella that was behind. And protect Jihan's body from rain water even though it's soaked.

"Oh yes, Kak Yoga, what's wrong?" Jihan asked with a sweet smile.

"Where are you? Why is it raining like this?" Her worried face was so clearly plastered.

"Em yes Brother, I wanted to buy something there." Designate a minimarket. "Real time wants to go home raining down. Don't carry an umbrella, also want to buy not enough money." Further.

Yoga breathed slowly. Jihan's body crumbled as a burly hand landed on both of her shoulders. It turns out that Yoga led him to get into his car.

"Let's just go in, you might get sick later. Your house is far away, too." Decree Yoga.

"Thank you, brother." Jihan said sincerely.

Yoga turns around his car and starts driving towards Jihan's house. Along the way Jihan kept sneezing, making Yoga anxious to see her.

He sent his car first to the pharmacy, only after he went to Jihan's house.

"Thank you for taking me."

"All right." After Jihan, no but actually he was very happy.

"You clean your body first. Let me prepare you some hot food and tea."

Jihan nodded again. After a long time, he finally got the attention back from others. All this time, just working hard without anyone accompanying him was what he did. All this has happened since his mother died. His own father now went nowhere.

He shed his tears when he found Yoga so painstakingly preparing food for him. Without realizing it Yoga looked at him, and was surprised to find the face of Jihan who had flooded with tears.

"Jihan what's wrong? Where's that sick?" Worriedly he asked.

Jihan smiled thinly and shook her head. "It's okay, brother,"

I don't know what makes Yoga so considerate of Jihan. He himself does not understand. For the first time he looked into Jihan's eyes for the first time. Suddenly he felt interested, as if he could catch something in Jihan.

Which he himself knows not what. Like such a deep wound, endless patience, tucked away a desire to be free, yet circumstances seem to ensnare it mercilessly.

Yoga is eager to be a protector for Jihan, he wants Jihan to be more open to him. But he realized now was not the time. He had only known her for a few days.

"Yes, let's go now just eat, and I've prepared the medicine for you too." Jihan was so calm, feeling a soft caress in her hair. The smile that emanated from Yoga's face seemed to hypnotize him.

"Jihan," Yoga hand wave despite being very close to the face of Jihan is still not able to disperse the daydream of Jihan.

"Dam." Call Yoga in a slightly higher tone than before.

"Oh yes, brother, I'm sorry I daydream." Jihan grimaced in shame.

Yoga shook his head in a daze, the twenty-year-old girl's demeanor looked cute.

"Come.."

...***...

A few months pass the relationship between Jihan and Yoga is getting closer. If at first Yoga was at Jihan's house because of a chance encounter. Not in the last two months. Yoga often goes to Jihan's house because he wants to just stop by and visit.

As it is today, do not go home Yoga first stop by just copying with Jihan. But there is something strange in Jihan's house right now.

The door was wide open and one matic motorbike was parked neatly in front of Jihan's house. Yoga's facial water turns red and her fingers turn perfectly white.

A woman grimacing sickly with a body without a thread. Beside him was a man who seemed to be re-dressing his clothes. Apparently, he was content to channel his passion to the helpless girl.

Bugs! Yoga mercilessly lay a raw bogem on the middle-aged man's face. The man who was still tired because his activities made him fall down.

Bugs, bugs. Blood flowed from the temple to his lips.

Jihan who was still frightened just fell silent and took refuge in the corner of the room.

The man's body already looked so limp, he was completely helpless now. Yoga who was fed up, just directly dragged his body out. Without noticing how the man will be.

He approached Jihan who was still shaking her body, "Jihan." Pilu's weeping.

"Sister," soaked Jihan.

"Light be me here." Yoga slowly enveloped Jihan's body. You wear your clothes first. I'll take you away from here. I'll wait outside." Tell him to get out of that room.

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