My Supermodel Husband
Agas & Nora Chapter 2

Agas' phone alarm went off, making Agas open his eyes. It felt like he had only been sleeping soundly for a while, but now he had to wake up. The alarm kept ringing, making his eardrum hurt. So inevitably rush Agas to turn off the alarm. 

If I had not promised my mother. Maybe Agas will enjoy his sleep until seven. After that it started acting in front of his laptop, playing his favorite online game. 

With a gontai step, Agas walked out of his room. Down the stairs to the bottom floor. However, he did not find his mother downstairs. Guess what if her mom hasn't arrived home. 

While waiting for his mother, Agas looked around the two-story house owned by his parents. It had been a month at home, but he was only struggling with the room and dining room only. Never touched anywhere else in the house. 

Neutranya looked around. The large house with two floors that belonged to his parents was so quiet. With the size of a large house and only inhabited by three people and household assistants, making the house so very quiet. 

Swinging his steps, Agas arrived at the living room. This place was his favorite place when he was not in college. The place where he spent time with his mother in the afternoon. 

“Den Agas, want to make something, tea or coffee?” ask Mbok Yah-assistant household who has long lived in the house of Agas. He approached Agas who was sitting relaxed in the living room. 

“Suwun, Mbok, I'm not thirsty.” 

“I'm happy to see Aden out room.” 

Gnats a little tingled. He's like he just got out of jail and so makes other people happy. “There needs to be the same mama,” replied Agas telling her why out. 

“Mbok stay first, if need anything just call, Den.” 

“Iya, Mbok.” 

Agas began to wait for his mother. His hand reached for the television remote, looking for television broadcasts, to drive away boredom. However, he had already been pushed several times, nothing interested him.

“Mommy's son is up,” said Aina who saw her son in the family room. 

“Not Mama who asked Agas to wake up.” 

“Iya, it was Mama who asked,” said Aina while sitting her body right next to Agas. Her smile was still so beautiful at that age of almost half a century. How Aina was unhappy, if she saw her son come out of hiding. 

“What do you want Mama to talk about?” Without further ado Agas began the conversation. 

The smile that had been implied on Aina's face, slowly began to recede. His face began to get serious when discussing the matter that had happened to his son. 

“Gas, Mama knows your condition. Maybe online games are entertainment for you, but you should not look for other activities. Like playing basketball maybe, or playing football. The important thing is to get out, Gas. To keep your body healthy.” 

“Mama thinks I'm not well?” ask Agas not like it. 

“Not so, Gas.” 

“Ma, I told you let me stay in Surabaya. Now why do you protest with what I do?” 

“Mama would not have the heart if you were in Surabaya. Mama is afraid things yesterday will repeat themselves.” Aina's tears were dripping. As a parent, he did not want his son to fall back into the trap of drugs. She wants her child to be as healthy as the other children. Moreover, he was his only child. 

“Ma ..” Agas carried his mother in his arms. Seeing her mother cry, it was as painful as seeing her boyfriend leave. 

“Mama wants you back, Gas. Start getting out of the house. Play to the mall, go with your High School friends or maybe go to a tour forging. Anything that makes you happy.” 

“I ...” Not done yet Agas talk, papa's car came. Bringing Agas to stop his words. “We talk tomorrow again, Ma.” Get up from the couch, prepare to leave the family room. 

However, he had not had time to swing his steps, his hands were blocked by his mother. Agas turned his head, looking at his mother's hand that gripped his wrist tightly. 

“Until when you will dodge, Gas.” Aina knew why Agas stood up and hurriedly left. Especially if it's not because the papa came. 

“I'm not ready. My hate goes beyond my first love, Ma.” Discussing his papa, making the eyes redden. His eyes filled with hatred. 

Aina could not force her child. Not wanting to make things more crowded, he released the grip of Agas' hand.  Letting his son into the rooms where he hid. 

A mother's heart sees her son and husband who no longer get along. The two men in his life were like water and oil that could not be fused. Removing her tears, Aina got up and welcomed her husband. Didn't want to make her husband suspicious for crying over Agas. 

“Have a word with Agas?” ask Raditya. When he entered he saw Agas who was climbing the stairs. 

“Already,” replied Aina while reaching for her husband's briefcase. 

“What's the answer?” 

“We have to slow down, Pa.” The depression experienced by Agas is not to be taken lightly. The proof has been he this year he has not been able to rise as well. 

“Your son is too blind to love.” 

“Like you!” 

Raditya closed the meeting as his wife replied to him. Facing Agas made it a dilemma. Like reflecting on himself who gives up anything for his loved ones. 

“I'll prepare a meal, you take a shower.” Aina did not want the discussion to continue and become a debate. Choosing to avoid is the thing he chooses. 

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In the room, Agas dropped his body onto the bed.  Since a month ago Agas tried to avoid his papa. Not wanting to see the face of the person who caused all the sadness he felt. Seeing her papa, reminded her of her lover and it was painful for Agas. 

“Why does fate have to be this cruel? Of so many people why should he be my brother?” Agas closed his eyes. Trying to strengthen his heart. 

As for the size of a man, he was a crybaby man who easily cried. That is what makes him so easily depressed.