My Supermodel Husband
Agas & Nora Chapter 1

“Until when does he keep going like this? Every day play games until morning!”

The voice of a man full of anger sounded in the silence of the night. While people were already asleep in the dreamland, enjoying some time off, two middle-aged people were having a great debate. A loud enough sound made the sound penetrate the walls of the room. Making someone behind the walls of the room hear the sentence in that vexed tone. 

“Clear your voice. Don't let him hear.” 

The voice of the woman pleading was no less heart-wrenching. It was as if the voice was filled with fear and anxiety. Didn't want someone behind the wall to hear the conversation that night. 

“Let him hear!” 

“Don't be like this, his mentality is not stable. I beg.”  

A plea is made with the whole heart, hoping that the interlocutor understands the point.  

“Please yourself first. Tomorrow I'll talk to him.” 

After the voice of the plea, there was no sound of debate. That indicates if the person outside the room has stopped the debate. Maybe because the woman can calm down or maybe they are tired of arguing in the middle of the night. I don't know which is the right possibility. 

Agas smiled faintly, hearing the drama going on behind the door of his room. He's heard that a week ago. Drama who else if not both parents who debate his activities this month. 

Raydan Agastya - Former doctor now unemployed.  The twenty-nine year old man was just busy playing online games. 

It has been a month his days are only filled with playing online games until the morning. He would only go out of the room when his stomach kicked for stuffing. Fortunately, he still wanted to eat at the dinner table. At least he's still out of the room. 

The rest of Agas spent his time in his room. Befriend the darkness of the night and the stuffy air. Understandably, Agas never opened his bedroom window to simply replace the air in the room with fresh air outside. Agas that will sleep during the day are like nocturnal animals that are active at night. Never saw the beautiful rays of the sun shining on the earth. 

Agas leaned against the cold wall of his room. He bent his legs to become his arm. His brown bead stared at something behind the glass window of the room that his curtains had accidentally opened.

The moon tonight is so bright. The size is perfectly round. It was as if giving her the most perfect light she had. However, as bright as the moonlight was, it could not penetrate Agas' heart. His heart was still too dark because of the departure of the occupants of the heart. Leaving him in the hell of solitude.

Life has been meaningless since her relationship ended. He was just a piece of lifeless meat. He had no spirit and was just mourning his life.   

In his dark room, he shut himself up. Stay away from people around. I don't want to meet anyone but my mom.  His taste for other activities is no longer there. For him online gaming is the most exciting activity. With online games, he can vent his frustration in a fight. And it eases his regret at the destiny that has tossed his life. 

...🌺🌺🌺...

In a hurry he buried his head in the pillow. Avoiding the sunlight that interferes with his deep sleep. 

Hc .. tok ....

“Gas, eat first.” 

The sound of knocking on the door and the call came from behind the door. Making Agas who wanted to continue sleeping, again disturbed. Agas had already memorized whose voice it was. Who else if not his mother. “Iya,” reply Agas. He memorized that his mother would keep knocking on the door until there was a sound of an answer from Agas. 

Slowly opened his eyes. Circulating the view looking for a wall clock in his room. Actually without him looking at the clock, he already knew if it was twelve noon. Because like an alarm, her mom would wake her up at lunchtime. 

But this time he was wrong. The clock does not show twelve o'clock.  The short needle leads near the number one and the long needle at the number nine. Which means it's 12:45 now. More than the usual hours her mother woke up. 

Lazily, Agas grabbed his blanket. Get out of bed and refresh her body.

At the dining table there is a side dish. There is a chicken opor with a yellow-like spice Agas presented on the table. Sambal fried potatoes with the addition of ati ampella also complement the food on the table. It makes anyone excited to eat right away. 

“Stores today can be many orders. Mama has to go to the store again, you eat yourself yes,” said Aina landed a kiss on Agas' cheek. Then leave Agas. 

Aina owns a cake shop in Solo - where the Agas family lives. It's not far from home. Every lunch hour, Aina would only go home to accompany her son to lunch and return to the shop afterwards. However, because the busyness of today was dense, he could not accompany his son to eat. 

Agas snorted annoyedly at the words of his mother. His mother always treated him like a child to be accompanied by a meal. Though Agas always asked his mother not to accompany him, but still did not succeed.

“Gas ...” Aina who had come in and out of the house. Agas did not sit down yet. “ Mama will come home soon, you wake up. Set an alarm on your phone at four o'clock in the afternoon.” 

Agas has guessed. If his mother wants to talk about last night's debate with his papa. 

“You heard ‘kan, Gas?” asked Aina who could not get an answer from her mother. 

“Iya,” reply Agas briefly. 

“Alright then Mama go first.” Aina continued her steps back from the house. 

After Aina died, Agas started eating. He used lunch to fill his stomach, energizing his body. He realized that he would only eat once at his house. Because first, he slept in the morning, so it was certain that he missed breakfast. Second, at night he did not want to go to dinner, because he did not want to meet his father - the person who caused his life as it is today.