Your Heart&My Heart
Apologies

"Whoever he really is, I just want to say that I'm comfortable with him." ~ Arunika Baskoro.

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Before giving an answer, both of our eye beads intertwined. The difference here is that Mas Adikara's black eyeball is dry, while mine alone is flooded with tears of sadness for memories that have crossed since the departure of my best friend. Got his black ball covered in a question about the apologies I just put on him.

It's only natural that he's confused. I was confused by what I just said. Honestly embarrassed to admit a mistake that has already happened, but if you do not admit this mistake, it feels like having a debt with the man in front of me.

He was very patient to get the answer from my mouth. The proof is that now, I'm still standing he's still staring at me.

"So-about yesterday. Time in taxi uda beat Mas Adikara about hape."

The reaction is a little confusing. His head seemed to be moving sideways, perhaps remembering something.

"On hape, huh?"

"Yes .. because at that time I blamed Mas for turning off my hape. Remember no?"

He looked at me with his easy attitude.

"Then? What the hell is going on?"

The more pierced the taste of this heart. Why did I feel bad about the question just now.

"My body is running out of battery, Mom," I said as I lowered my face. Crazy, I was really embarrassed to meet his eyes that had not changed his eyes.

The sound of breathing followed by the sound of movement of his body from the top of the bed, also made me lift my face. Mas Adikara now floated his gaze in another direction.

"It's not just that, is it?" suddenly tanyanya.

My brain immediately split apart digesting the meaning of his words. Shit, he really did the calculations turned out.

"There's two, anyway" I hesitated.

I found her gaze that led back to me.

"Yes, there are two. In that one day, you made a painful accusation for me."

His eyes are sharpening now.

"I don't mean to, Mom," I said again.

"Huh, it's wrong to continue to be able to defend himself again," the insinuation seemed to slap blatantly into this face.

"Had tightened up, I didn't mean it, Mas. Do you want to forgive me now?" askaku expectantly.

The next eyebrow looks uplifted. We looked at each other like a romantic scene in a romance drama that I watched with Dita and Eee.

"Why see me like that, anyway, Mas?" Hiding his face from her. This heating of the cheeks was made by him.

"Are you so pretty that I keep looking at you?"

Hearing her answer just now, woke up the annoyance I had paled. I took a deep breath, as deep as the open ocean that was about to herd the waves breaking the reef and its surroundings.

"If I'm not beautiful, Mas Adikara might want to marry me. Don't say it carelessly. I am indeed the most beautiful woman out of the millions that Mas Adikara has ever seen, and the only most beautiful woman belonging to Mas Adikara now. Surely after marrying me," I replied to him like a possessed man.

Now I imagine a sharp glare as razor sharp that can shave the fine hairs that grow around the area of his mouth, behind the eyes that now feels very painful the effects of crying earlier.

It is indeed your fate to be pitied by the universe, Run. Already said loudly without pause to make shortness of breath, the response of the man in front of it just exhaled doang.

"Why?" aska dare. I am really afraid. Pecaan I admit. Like where dong, if again emotions sometimes my brain becomes shorted.

"You're so chatty."

"Agh, you husband has no heart" I muttered and then got out of bed.

Just shifted to get down, suddenly Mas Adikara's hand touched my arm.

"Where are you going?" He turned his face towards me.

I'm advancing the lips. "Why indeed?"

"You haven't listened to my answer to your apology. Don't make excuses for not being responsible."

Damnit.

I really fucking. Sighing lazily in the air, I regretted my good intentions towards her.

"Sit down," he ordered.

"Good, Mom."

"Sit I said," he replied again.

Of course it must be according to whatever he says like my mother's message before leaving me. Slowly the body sits back down. Yeah, sitting right next to him. There is not as much distance between us as before.

If I can disappear or hide, I want to do it. No, my legs and feet are touching down there. The cold heat all over this body tastes. Just got a touch of a small piece of skin, it can also make me crazy like now. Especially if we embrace each other. Dong pingsang.

"Listen to me" he said again. "Because you've blamed me twice. So, you must obey my request."

I looked at him and found his gaze, of course. This forehead shrinks like a dry kanebo cloth. "Don't fuck around, Mum."

"Different? What's really?"

"W-yes, I mean. Don't freak. What's the matter?" The eyes blinked somehow to how many times.

"Later, if it was in Jakarta. I'll file your apology. Now, accompany me to eat. I was so hungry" he said, standing up and leaving me alone.

"What was that?" I was full of wonder.

Mas Adikara is indeed a very special man, he is other than any other of all the men I have ever met. His casual nature sometimes washed away. Before he got angry, I rushed out of my room. Later, I will go back to Sani again, because there is something I remember about what my mother said when we were in the bridal room.

"Sit down" he said, now pulling a chair between the tables. It turns out he was waiting for my arrival.

"Why don't you sit down first, anyway, Mas?"

"I have to eat with my wife. Otherwise, who will fill my plate?" ask her with her serious face.

"Of course the neighbor's wife," I replied immediately to find her glaring.

"Well ... I'll try," he replied.

"Take it if you dare" I said as I took the plate and spooned the rice. No more voices answered my words. Hungry can indeed puff the mouth of a Mas Adikara.

"Here, eat a lot" I said as I placed a glass plate with floral motifs on each edge.

"Thank you." The more the body hears it. Although this man's attitude was fickle, but he knew manners.

Keep making me understand you, Mom.

"Where did everyone go?" tanyanya while eating food.

"My best friend has been back since dawn, Mas. If bang Boy and brother Arini, both go to the family mama's place. There's mom's stuff for them."

"Oooo ...."

Glance glanced at him with his O look. He was indeed very special looking from any direction.

"Don't look at me for a long time, if falling in love is hard."

"Crazy! Pede's very, very?"

I ate the food that was already available on my plate with my heart almost jumping because of his words. Narcissists are also these rigid humans.

"Slow down, later you can choke," he said, resuscitating my hand to stop.

"Ahh, I can really go crazy," I whined to myself.

"Recycle your food. Ready for this we rush to the graves of mama and papa. Out of the grave, I want us to stay at my parents' house one night, Run. Do you mind?" his question raised a look at me.

I was quiet for a while. Anyway, I really have to go where Mas Adikara wants to go. Yes, although it still feels like it wants to be here.

"If you don't want to, we'll go straight to Jakarta. My work is only one week off" he said.

I'm shaking. "No, Mas. Yaudah, we're going to the old man's house, Mas. I don't really know them either. Please, if I make a mistake, yes, Mas. I'm still an inexperienced kid with a wedding name."

"I've been married once in a lifetime, too" he replied indifferently, but his tone seemed to be unacceptable.

"Oh, yes, I forgot. Meaning, tonight we're going to stay at the old man's house, Mas. Tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow we say goodbye. I want to take you to live in Jakarta. Because I work in the same city as you."

"Wuah, thank goodness."

There was relief in my mind. Before I thought, if Mas Adikara would stay here with his family or ask me to stop working. But the reality is inversely proportional now.

"Why?"

"I'm just scared, if Mas wants to stay here."

"Where is it possible here. This is your parents' house."

"Yaelah. I mean your parents' house, Mas," I told him again.

"From the day before I married you, I prepared everything. I don't want my wife to feel pressured by someone who isn't close to her. Agh, why do I have to explain this to you. It's really a word-spinning," her reply made me smile.

That's exactly what Elee said yesterday. My sister did get my virus. He's very good at talking now. Not as hard as before. It was so much fun for me.

"Frequently scattering the word, yes, Mas," I replied while continuing my eating activities.

...Seriate....

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