"You can't go home, Arsya ..." whined Nisya while holding on to Arsya's arm.
"My wife is waiting at home." said Arsya begged. Arsya's face was tired, he was tired of following Nisya's wishes.
"If you come home, I'll be alone," said Nisya, squinting pity. Her lips pouted, trying to seduce Arsya with a cute face.
Arsya sighed heavily, "I have to go home, Nis. I am responsible for my wife!" Arsya said, getting emotional. His voice rose to make Nisya gasp.
Nisya's face practically changed, her eyes widened, her chest rumbled annoyed because Arsya kept remembering his wife at home. Nisya's head that had been attached to Arsya's arm was now straightened, then patted Arsya's arm roughly.
Nisya folded her arms in front of her chest, "I am also your responsibility!" snapped Nisya angrily.
Arsya's feet took a step back, looked at Nisya with an astonished look, a little surprised because it turned out that Nisya answered in a high tone too, "My respons
The next morning Anjani came again to the hospital with Kai and Nisya's family. Actually with Arsya too, but Anjani seemed not to see Arsya who always stood behind him."Mom and Dad are on the road again," said Arsya when they were walking hand in hand in the hallway of the hospital.Anjani's steps stopped, practically making Kai and Arsya's steps stop too. Meanwhile, Tuti and her husband had gone to Nisya's room first."Why do you always bring your parents with you? Yesterday you said you could solve this problem yourself, but the evidence is that you make you and your parents interfere in our household problems!" said Anjani sarcastically.Arsya looked down, restrained himself from being angry at Anjani's sarcastic treatment. His lips were tight, unable to open his voice.Seeing Arsya's silence, Anjani grieved and then resumed his steps. Kai patted Arsya's shoulder in concern, then followed in Anj
All night Arsya contemplated the departure of his wife. Staring at the room that was so quiet. Usually at this time, the fragrance of Anjani's cooking has pierced Arsya's sense of smell, coupled with Anjani's shrill voice humming a song that comes from the land of ginseng, which Arsya believes Anjani himself doesn't know the meaning.Arsya sipped his soda, took Kai's cigarette that was left behind and then plucked the fire to light his cigarette coals, Arsya was not a smoker, but at times like this he needed the nicotine item to release his fatigue a little. Arsya's eyes glanced at the clock on the wall, the short hand on the clock shows nine o'clock. And Arsya has absolutely no passion to go to work this morning.Arsya's head was steaming, mostly thinking but there was no action. The prospective father even chose to stay in the room all night instead of following his wife to Jakarta.Arsya scratched his hair irritatedly, turned off the remaining half of the cigare
"I want to apologize,"Hearing what Nisya said, Arsya was sad. Arsya's eyes looked at Nisya who was sitting in front of him, the girl looked down while squeezing her palm restlessly."I am sorry. But you have to accept the consequences that you have done." Arsya said firmly, there was no longer a worried look that Arsya gave to Nisya.Even though Arsya said that he had forgiven Nisya, however Arsya wanted Nisya to be given a punishment that was appropriate for the actions he had done. Yesterday, Arsya submitted a report file which he had prepared carefully.Nisya looked up, her eyes winked as if begging Arsya, "Arsya--""This time you've gone too far, I can't be silent." Arsya cut quickly before hearing the girl pity.Nisya's face lowered again, unable to accept the sharp gaze that Arsya gave. Even though Nisya knew that after this Arsya might hate his, this girl had the guts to mee
Arsya arrived at the cafe where he made an appointment with Nisya. Arsya's eyes immediately found Nisya's presence, who was sitting sweetly looking at him with a faint smile. Without returning Nisya's smile, Arsya stepped towards him. Pulling the chair in front of Nisya then landing his buttocks.Arsya has thought through his decision. He was also ready to take the risk of his decision. Whatever the risk, Arsya accepted instead of seeing his wife go to jail.Nisya had just raised her hand to call a cafe waitress to order a drink, but Arsya immediately held her back."No need, I didn't chat for long." said Arsya refusing to order drinks."Okay" Nisya replied simply."Get to the point. I've withdrawn your charges, so we're breaking even." Arsya said to the point.Nisya smiled broadly at Arsya's narrative, a sweet smile that somehow made Arsya sick of seeing her.Previ
Anjani took a sip of saliva, her gaze could not be separated from Arsya who was walking towards him. Anjani's heart has been marathon since earlier, not to mention her head suddenly dizzy when she saw Arsya smiling at him. Ah, since when did Arsya's good looks exceed Ardan like this?Wait a minute, Anjani's eyes didn't see it wrong, right? Arsya smiled!"How are you, my wife." Arsya said when he arrived in front of Anjani, his voice was so sweet that it made Anjani melt. Not to mention that the boy was smiling brightly with narrowed eyes forming a moon. Heavy rubbing!"How come her husband was not welcomed?" asked Arsya in a joking tone.Anjani cleared her throat, neutralizing her breath. Anjani then stood up and kissed Arsya's palm. Arsya who saw it widened his smile, without permission, Arsya brought Anjani into a hug.Do not stop - Arsya kissed the top of Anjani's head, occasionally inhaling the
Almost a week Arsya has been in Jakarta, but until now he has not succeeded in getting an apology from Anjani. Anjani is still ignorant, sometimes even ignores him. Even though Arsya has tried his best to attract Anjani's attention. Being romantic, helping Anjani clean the house, Arsya has even given a deadly seduction to Anjani. But nothing worked. Taming Anjani this time is not as easy as usual."You're not coming home?"Arsya turned his head in surprise, a little disbelieving but relieved to find that Anjani finally wanted to talk to him.Arsya quickly shook his head, flashed a sweet smile towards Anjani who had just entered the room."I'll come home if you want to go home." Arsya said as sweetly as possible. Arsya still hasn't given up before Anjani is gentle as usual.Anjani pouted, landing her butt on the side of the bed holding her laptop. Choose a list of dramas he will w
Arsya's tears dripped when his lips uttered the call to prayer in the ears of the child who had just made his first voice in this world.Arjeno Shakeel Cakrawala.The name Arsya and Anjani gave to their little hero. Anjani wiped her tears, the young mother was moved to see the beautiful scenery before her.After an amazing son, Arsya kissed Jeno's forehead and both cheeks. Slowly he looked at Jeno's small face, then Arsya's lips flashed a smile along with her tears dripping again.Anjani who saw that looked away, hiding her increasingly heavy tears. The pain she felt earlier while giving birth to Jeno was nothing compared to the happiness she was receiving now."Mommy, don't cry." said Arsya who caught Anjani's sadness, Arsya's hand gently wiped Anjani's tears. Anjani smiled as he kissed Arsya's hand on his cheek."Jeno wants Mommy?" Arsya said asking h
Today Arsya succeeded in bringing Anjani back to Jogjakarta. Not only Anjani, but also Jeno. Sih handsome has been brought home from the hospital since a few weeks ago, but Anjani's family asked to rest Anjani and first in Jakarta for a few weeks.Almost a month Arsya took a break from office activities to lectures to accompany Anjani and her child in Jakarta. But the day is over, Arsya will bring his wife and children to his new residence.Speaking of where he lives, Anjani already knows that Arsya has moved to a boarding house. Because if Arsya doesn't tell him, Anjani won't want to come home.Arsya's steering wheel stops right at the parking area for boarding residents, making Anjani straighten his eyes to stare at his new boarding house building which looks bigger and wider than the previous boarding house.Arsya took off her seatbelt, she turned for a moment at Anjani who was breastfeeding Jeno.
A few years later... Arjeno believes in destiny that controls his life. Whatever he received and lost from him was already the will of the time of power. Like, have Hanin. Running a long distance relationship for three years, is not an easy thing. There are many obstacles that Hanin and Arjeno found halfway through. Misunderstandings, longing, and jealousy. And Arjeno swears, among the three things, longing is the most excruciating thing. But gradually, they have a way to find a way out of every problem that comes. Whether Arjeno or Hanin relented, they always learned not to put forward a sense of ego. Arjeno stared at the reflection of himself in front of the mirror, his sturdy body wrapped in a black tuxedo complete with a bow tie coiled around the collar. His hair was neatly arranged, his feet were wrapped in a pair of kinclong leather shoes. He really took care of the groom today. After going through a long journey in the process
"DADDY!!!" Raquel screamed in shock as soon as she saw the results of his haircut that became his own father's guinea pig. Meanwhile, Jhonny held back the laughter of seeing Raquel's hair that did not match his expectations. Raquel stomped his feet annoyed on the floor, his face already buckled between being irritated with Jhonny and holding back tears because his hair became an undirected mess. "I don't want to know, just give my hair back!" enraged Raquel as he rubbed his watery eyes. Staring unwillingly at his haircuts on the floor. Jhonny scratched his nape with a laugh that was not over yet. Raquel's haircut was so weird. "Dad!" cried Raquel because he was annoyed at Jhonny's reaction who laughed with satisfaction. "Give me my hair back!" added Raquel as he tugged at the T-shirt Jhonny was wearing. Jhonny put the comb and Clipper on the table then he grabbed Raquel's petite body and rubbed his son's shoulders, in fact Jho
"Do you know the substitute lecturer?" asked Marcus to Wilona. The girl who was currently dropping her head on the cafeteria table. Wilona was still embarrassed because during class she called Albert's name so loudly. Even more surprisingly, it turned out that Albert was a substitute lecturer at this campus.Wilona shook her head in disbelief. How could the man who lived one roof with her turn out to be a lecturer on her campus? "No, I don't know him." Wilona replied lying. After all, it is impossible to tell Marcus and Arjeno that she and Albert actually live on the same roof. Wilona doesn't want Marcus and Arjeno to think of her as an untrue woman because she lives one in the same house as a foreign man.Marcus nodded his head, trying to believe it even though the shock of Wilona's body and facial expressions were not so convincing. "Today our campus site is filled with photos of him. Many mentioned and became fans of Mr. Albert." Marcus as the most upd
"You went home last night?" "Hmm... I was afraid that the people in your house were asleep, so I went home." "Good." Arjeno retorted, making Marcus round his eyes. This afternoon they were having lunch in the campus cafeteria. Arjeno questioned Marcus who last night did not return home. That's a good thing because finally Arjeno again felt calm in his room, but strangely last night Arjeno was a little worried about Marcus who was out of nowhere. Fortunately this morning Arjeno was able to see firsthand the existence of Marcus who turned out to be fine. "Wilona!" Suddenly Marcus called Wilona in a loud voice. Making Arjeno spontaneously stare at the direction Marcus was looking at, there was Wilona who seemed to be looking for an empty table, in both hands of the girl was her lunch tray. "Come here!" asked Marcus to make Arjeno raise a pair of eyebrows. "Don't be pretentiously familiar! I am afraid that you will embarrass yourself!" Arjeno whis
"Arje said, this is called healing.""Healing?" Wilona repeated Marcus's remarks with a wrinkled forehead. Although they were on their way, but both ears could still catch what the interlocutor said. "Yes. Arje said he would do something like this if he was stressed. Around jakarta traffic, it turned out to be exciting too." Marcus said as he stared at the street in front of him. It was already starting at night, the streets were getting quieter and a feeling of relief always hit Marcus when he split jakarta traffic. Cool air, street lights that beautify the scenery. True. It's healing. The thoughts that gathered and became tangled threads on his head instantly disappeared. Marcus immediately forgot the problem that was befalling him."Marcus, can we stop for a while? I want to sit in that chair." Wilona asks Marcus to stop his bike when he sees an empty seat available by the side of the road. Marcus nodded, then pulled over his big mo
The smell of coffee and toast that came out this morning made Wilona wake up from her sleep. As if hypnotized, the woman walked straight out of the room with her eyes still open. Albert, who was sipping coffee while reading the newspaper in the pantry, immediately gasped and smiled broadly at Wilona who was only wearing an oversized t-shirt complete with her adorable waking face, but looked sexy in her eyes.Albert whistled, his eyes still staring at Wilona from top to bottom with a judging look."Wow, sexy," Albert said as he bit his lower lip tempted.Hearing the sound of other creatures, Wilona's forehead frowned, spontaneously her eyes opened wide and then shouted when she was conscious and found Albert who was looking at her with a look of wanting to pounce. Practically Wilona screamed and ran into the room. While Albert was panting again, he couldn't believe it saw Wilona's exaggerated response, the woman seemed to be exhausted from seeing astral cre
Wilona POVThe sunlight that penetrated the bedroom window made my hands spontaneously move blocking my eyes from the glare. I blinked for a while before finally straightening up. I sighed, my body felt crushed all after last night passed a fairly long journey from Bandung to Jakarta.I smiled faintly at the mini cactus tree located in front of the window. Two weeks of vacation in Bandung makes the feeling of longing for everything in this tiny flat become more and more. Fortunately, yesterday I decided to go home because the day after tomorrow I was back in college, it felt very good to enjoy the atmosphere in the morning in my restroom.I got out of bed, walked towards the Echinocactus grusonii cactus that I named Echi. "Morning, Echi." I said hello while throwing my first smile today. My hand moved grabbing the bottle next to the Echi pot and then spraying the water on my Echi."Mama loves breakfast, isn't it?" I muttered to the golden-spiked m
"Didn't you just move? But it seems that you are very familiar with your neighbors?" Nadeo asked as he sipped his fresh ice head and cooled his throat. Hanin, who was also sipping ice head while looking at the expanse of sea water, then turned her head at a glance to Nadeo, "My neighbor just moved... I don't know how we got... Near? Can it be called close?" A pair of Hanin eyebrows linked, asking about what Nadeo said. Can she and Jhonny be called close? They just met yesterday? And everything just flows, Hanin who is not good at socializing feels comfortable to talk to the adorable Jhonny and Raquel. Until finally... Hanin visits Jhonny's house only to see the man cooking?! Hanin was flabbergasted, without her noticing, she and Jhonny approached. Not as a woman and a man, but as a neighbor. That fast? "Of course, you visited his house. And before maybe you chatted until you forgot that you had made an appointment with us." Rylee responded. Made Hanin p
It turns out that Jhonny is an architect who is good at cooking. Jhonny didn't tell Hanin where his excellent cooking skills came from. But really, Jhonny's cooking is really good! "So, the chocolate cake that you made yesterday yourself?" Hanin gawked in disbelief at Jhonny who currently looked charming with an apron attached to his athletic body. "So you think I bought it?" Jhonny asked back, making Hanin nod his head innocently. Hanin is currently in Jhonny's kitchen. The man took Hanin to breakfast together even though they had eaten a sandwich but he said the sandwich was not enough to block his stomach until noon, so Hanin sat on the pantry chair looking at Jhonny who was busy with his weapon in the kitchen. "If I can make it myself, why should I buy it." retorted Jhonny. Hanin dropped his chin on the pantry, his eyes still glued to the astonishment towards Jhonny who was slicing leeks so quickly and painstakingly. In a matter