Leaning Zone
S 2 Empty Houses
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Hana stood staring at the minimalist style house building in front of her. Not many ornaments are not much detail and there are almost no ornamental plants to cool the atmosphere.
“This is your home?” hana asked as Andre stood beside her.
“This is our home,” Andre replied as he grabbed Hana's hand.
“I did not buy,” replied Hana while staring at Andre.
“But you who ngisi.” Andre do not want to lose and quina both of them look at each other.
The two of them still survive to look at each other until a woman with a crush approached Andre and Hana.
“Den Andre, Miss. Here I bring...”.
Andre let the woman take over Hana's belongings.
“Thank you..” Hana hangs up because honestly she doesn't know what to call.
“Call her Aunt. Previously he was only in charge of taking care of this house but from now on he will be in charge of taking care of all your needs,” explained Andre after the women left in front of them.
“Oh...” Hana is just a spirit while staring around this house.
“Home is homy once...” said Hana while walking slowly.
“I designed it myself,” Andre said suddenly.
“Kok can?” surprised Hana because she did not think Andre could design a house as good as this.
“Can. I have an architect friend, I gave the original design and he perfected it.”
“What the hell can you not do?” hana asked while looking at the handsome man who managed to conquer her.
“Masak..”.
Hana gave a small laugh hearing Andre's reply. Andre who saw Hana's sweet smile immediately pulled her female head to kiss her forehead. “I love you..”
“I love her,” reply Hana while pointing at her stomach.
Andre no longer responded. He prefers to guide Hana walking towards the chair in her living room.
“Nothing while you stay here?” andre asked as the two sat side by side.
“Yes is okay,” replied Hana with rest. “Emm. Am I going here by myself?” ask Hana again.
Andre was silent for a moment. It is very desirable that he continues to be next to Hana, but from tomorrow he must return to work. And if he continued to seclude himself like this, he was afraid that Hana would be even harder to accept by her parents.
“It's okay if I have to be alone,” said Hana as if she knew what was on her lover's mind. Andre embraces Hana and pulls into her arms. “Let me think first yes how good.”
“If you disappear suddenly, I fear that my existence is getting harder to accept.”
Andre looked at Hana for a moment. “What are you worried about?”
“Ya clear,” replied Hana sure. “It feels rejected it hurts, and I am so afraid if until my son has to feel the bitterness of rejection like I experienced,” continued Hana.
“Do not equate me with Galih Rahardja Hana. We're two different people, and I've never been married before, ” bela Andre who indirectly feel cornered. He threw his gaze in any direction because he was uncomfortable with how Hana was now looking at him.
“But papa and mama actually knew each other a long time ago,” said Hana suddenly.
“What?”
Hana only responded to Andre's shock with a nod.
“So that third person is Aunt Mustika?”
Hana let go of her contact. “I don’t know the truth, but obviously mama said her life changed when she survived for papa, and unfortunately when mama had really no family instead papa disappeared and appeared again
with aunt Mustika beside her.”
Andre hugged Hana. “Whatever it is anyway I will never let you and our child feel the bitterness you fear. But I hope you don't get selfish by having the mind to go face everything yourself. I'll do whatever it is as long as we can be together.”
“Ndre, don't talk like that. I'm even more afraid to think of tomorrow.”
Andre sighed. “I mean I want to convince you instead of scaring.”
“Excuse Den.” Suddenly aunt came over to Hana and Andre who were chatting. “The room is done I have cleaned up and Miss's belongings I have tidied up,” said aunty as soon as Andre looked at her.
“I'm sorry to go back again Den.”
“Aunt want to cook?” asked Hana who had previously been silent.
“Ia Miss. Auntie msu cooks for dinner. Does Miss want something?” ask aunt offered.
Hana did not answer. He looked at Andre as if asking for consideration.
“What do you want? Just say,” Andre said while pinching the wrath of Hana's nose.
Hana's face immediately heard Andre's words. “What aja?” reworked.
“Iya.” Andre is again.
“Bi, please make me sauteed papaya flowers can, given salted fish,” pinta Hana with longing face.
“Ha? Not wrong Non?” shocked aunt.
“What is wrong Bi?” seeing the aunt's reaction made Hana confused herself.
Not only was Aunt shocked, but Andre also looked at Hana in disbelief. “That's food again dear?”
Andre took off his embrace and grabbed his hair in frustration.
“Ya food. I used to eat mama, and now I really want to eat it.”
“That's healthy no hell?” asked Andre with a battered face.
“Yes healthy, do not use preservatives or anything. Salted fish also ngawetinnya use salt,” explained Hana.
“Yes that's not it, but the nutrients are good for my son."
“Yes as far as I think it doesn't matter.” Hana began to look down lethargic as she felt that this desire could not be fulfilled like the stir-fry bitter melon earlier.
This morning Andre's men finally went to the market to buy vegetables. And with instructions from his wife, a man who is usually good at fighting was suddenly reliable in processing special bitter melon for prospective children Andre. They choose to do this rather than tomorrow they are no longer able to work.
On one side aunt is currently surprised not playing. He wanted to ask but how brave. All this time he had never heard of his master being married but suddenly discussed the child when he appeared with a woman.
“Bi, Aunty!”
“I, it's Mr, uh Aden.” Aunty to the ambush as Andre questioned her in a high tone. Who told him to daydream but who told Andre also made him surprised so that his mind immediately complicated for a moment.
“Aibi can make what Hana asked for?” asked Andre in an upset tone.
“Can Den. But it's flowers aunty does not exist and does not know also where to look.”
Andre looked back at Hana. “The flowers don't exist. Eat another one yes, a more humane cake.”
Hana looked down lethargic. “But I want just that.”
“Ssshhh.” Kill ggueeee!!!! Shouted Andre in heart.
Andre clutched his hair to spill his sense of regret.
“Ya already, if there is no Aunt just cook it rough,” break up Hana.
A relieved smile rose on the faces of Andre and aunt.
“Good, I'm sorry to cook first, Aden, Miss.” said aunty after Andre pardoned.
Andre then brought Hana to rest in the room.
“When were you last here?” hana asked as soon as they arrived inside the room.
“I have never been here,” Andre replied while taking off his jacket.
“This house is always empty dong before?” ask Hana again.
“Iya,” replied Andre who is now sitting next to Hana. “Why? You scared?”
“Emm, not really. Because I'm my life dealing with people from the night world that's more creepy than ghosts that only dare to appear at night.”
Andre hugged Hana. “You can be patient. You also have to be strong.”
Hana nodded and sunk her face in the chest of Andre's field.
Seriate…