Your Heart&My Heart
Hold my hand

"Find your sweet smile, move something in my body." ~ Adikara Suryo.

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"Frequently scatter the word, yes, Mas."

Hearing Arun's words just now a faint smile embedded in both corners of Adikara's lips in between their breakfast meal. Not as awkward at the beginning, Adikara is able to change the atmosphere and circumstances between the two, although still not as familiar as husband and wife in general.

It was Adikara's cold attitude that made Arun could not be as arbitrary as to his friend or brother.  

"I'm done" Adikara said after a long silence between them. Before leaving the dining room, he had time to fill both corners of his lips with tissue available on the table, then left Arun who was just looking at his departure.

Adikara's body has now escaped into Arun's room. Before preparing to go to the tomb of his mother and father-in-law, Adikara was about to pack the goods first.

Just led a step into the corner of the closet, accidentally Adikara passed through a garbage can near a small table owned by Arun that shows a picture frame in it and displays the intimacy of Arun and the former who had hung beautifully on the walls of Arun's room.

Adikara's face was a little shocked in reaction to what she had just seen. Now he ruffled his waist with minjilat dry lips area while glancing to his left and right. He could hardly believe it, because Arun looked serious about something he said last night.

"What this is like is true, Run. You can be relied upon like this. Really very clever. Throw the former in place, the trash can," Adikara said then chuckled to himself, because he felt amused.

From the sound of his piety, without realizing it Arun's arrival through the door that was not closed tightly by him. Until making Arun enter the room without any blame. Of course, the woman was astonished to see the younger sister who was spinning around for no apparent reason.

"Mass?" call Arun with careful steps. Arun's voice sounded like it was suffocating in his ears.

The instant Adikara's laughter disappeared had already changed with a tightened face, when she found Arun's whereabouts towards her. Misbehavior, is a good move in an emergency like this.

Maintaining his cold demeanor, naturally damaged the man's reputation now. The sister now stands upright while touching her neck.

"Is it sick?" Arun who just stood in front of Adikara, shamelessly put the back of his hand on the forehead of the husband. He tilted his head, as if feeling Adikara's body temperature there. "Not hot."

Adikara brushed off Arun's hand from his forehead. "Ehe .. emm," she cleared her throat and tried to relax. "I'm not sick."

"Certainly? why did he laugh so happily? I thought it was, Mas was possessed again," said Arun, along with his eyes full of probing.

The sister looked at her own feet. "Nothing."

"It's so happy. I thought the world would collapse after that laugh, too," he sneered again not to let go of Adikara.

Adikara crossed her arms. "You're so chatty!"

"I know that. So don't tell me that repeatedly." Arun snorted at Adikara. "But, that was, Mas was really very happy. Why?" ask again and correct Adikara's eyes.

Adikara's expression looked panicked. "No need to know. Prepare yourself, I'll pack things." Hurry Adikara flipped over, away from Arun. Like his intention at the beginning, Adikara walked towards the closet owned by his wife.

"Stop!" shouted Arun. His voice echoed in both of Adikara's ears now. Immediately both Adikara's eyes widened.

With arrogance Arun approached Adikara. "On clothes let me take care of it, Mas. I don't know which clothes to bring. Go to the bathroom, I'll pack clothes and pants, Mas" Arun told her.

"Ouu." My sister also stayed away from him. As per the orders given, with his obedience Adikara passed to the bathroom.

"Agh, almost got caught," muttered Adikara behind the bathroom door.

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After visiting and saying goodbye to the graves of Arun's parents, Adikara took his wife to a tourist spot in Depok. Realizing that the direction of their path was not in line with the housing where he lived, Arun glanced at Adikara from under his black lashes.

"Where are we going, Mas?"

"Road," he answered without changing his view.

"Yes, walk. I also know we're on the road again. Which way are you going, Mas?"

"Look ahead."

Arun breathed into the air. "It's hard to say where?"

"Dating."

"What???"

"Why?"

"Dating? Who's dating, Mas?"

"Really, this woman is like a broken roll of tape now. There was no fatigue at all speaking at such length." murmured Adikara inwardly.

"Do you know, Mom?"

"No," prune Adikara.

"Isss .. You're not just a bitch, Mas. But also very mysterious from the beginning we met until today. Whatever you do, I can't know. Ok, before I can be patient because we are not yet. If now ... don't expect me to shut up and wait for you to answer, Mas. You should know how upset I feel when I'm silenced like this. If people ask the same questions we do, it should be answered, Mas. Not just silence, I think I'm talking to the statue again," said Arun at length.

Kuping Adikara instantly flushed to hear the baseless ramblings from Arun. He did not know, if Adikara was not like him who could say anything in one long sentence without pause.

He glanced at Arun who was breathing in between his annoyance. Arun's hands crossed over his chest, for some reason he had wanted to get angry, but seeing Arun's very beautiful face without innocent make-up, was able to attract the attention of Adikara. Yes, Arun really looks really pretty by nature. The woman beside him did not need anything to accentuate something he had.

"Why?" tanya Arun found Adikara's black ball.

"Nothing," he replied, turning his face away.

"Awas quietly glancing at me. If I fall in love, I can't lose you, Mom."

Little laughter Adikara on the air. "No problem."

"We'll see" he felt challenged.

An hour later, it finally reached its destination. Adikara parked the car and asked Arun to get down immediately.

"You want to go fishing, Mom?" Adikara did not answer, he immediately got out of the car after removing his seatbelt.

As fast as Arun can follow the departure of Adikara.

"There is no romantic husband." Arun pinched his lips as he got down from the car.

"Wait, Mas" cried Arun as he stepped wide. The younger brother did not heed his wife's call at all, but his hand touched the key button on the door. He continued to drive a step to get into the tourist spot.

"Oh."

Arun's voice shrieked, snaking into the husband's sense of hearing, bringing the sturdy body containing Adikara's turned around without thinking. Little sister ran towards him. Actually, Adikara didn't really leave Arun. He just put some distance between them.

"Why?" Adikara lowered her head and touched whatever part of Arun's body she thought was sick, after finding the woman's body.

Arun smiled to find a panic reaction from Adikara on his handsome face. "Finally ...."

Adikara stood up straight and stared cynically at Arun. "Why are you so restless?"

Puckered his full lips towards the man beside him. "finished ... Mas, I called instead of stopping. What if I lose? Then, if someone kidnaps me and takes me away, while Mas has gone first like where? I really can't be like you, Mas" she said softly and then lowered her face.

Arun plays his fingers, out of fear. Yeah, scared to see that black sphere looking cynically at him right now. Horrified, if Adikara shows the look of her son. Like a child who was caught berbong with his father, like that Adikara now in the eyes of Arun.

Adikara exhaled and widened her palm towards Arun. "Give me your hand."

Arun brought his face back to meet Adikara's eyeballs. "What do you want?"

"Agh, I'm going crazy!" he complained while wiping his forehead and looking back at Arun. "So you said you were afraid of being lost and kidnapped. Who would kidnap a woman like you? You eat a lot of it, but no meat. Get your hands out, we're holding hands," said Adikara kikuk.

"Besandgan? Handhold means, huh, Mas?" Both of Arun's eyes sparkled.

"Don't say much. Hold my hand," Adikara repeated while giving her palm to Arun.

Slowly Arun placed his palms and fingers on Adikara's warm knuckles. Very shady and comfortable, like the look of her husband just now. Sure enough, Adikara who felt the palms of the two were in close contact, also changed her facial expression to calm down. Behind the white T-shirts with writing motifs and combined with black jeans, Adikara managed to make Arun stunned for a moment.

Satisfied. Arun was completely satisfied now. Slowly, it will melt the iceberg inside Adikara. Arun is very sure, if in fact, Adikara is a warm man like his late father and brother.

"You are very happy," muttered Adikara timidly and rubbed his lips using the back of his hand, then led the way Arun in the crowd of visitors.

"Mas too," replied Arun not to lose.

Little sister pulled the faint of both corners of her lips. In contrast to Arun, he smiled very clearly while glancing at the unification of the palms of the two.

...Seriate....

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...Where is the support...