Stealing The Wife's First Kiss

There were bright sparkling eyes that could be seen from this elegant woman. Her eyes seemed to say: 'My grandson has changed a lot'.

When this little girl was about to eat by herself, Hendra unexpectedly took her spoon and was kind enough to blow it and feed Aruna.

Now, the woman looked clumsy and the blue-eyed looked relaxed. He ignored the others and only focused on Aruna.

_Last night you must've been hungry and thirsty. I know you haven't had the chance to drink. Let alone have dinner properly_ Hendra's brain was only filled with regret.

"Or maybe our little lady fainted because she was pregnant".

Cough. Cough. Cough. The little lady choked and blushed at the unreasonable words from the smiling grandmother.

"That's impossible". Hendra, who'd just finished handing over the drink to his wife, spoke flatly. Aruna's mother was relieved to hear her son-in-law's expression, while Grandma Sukma was immediately disappointed. Mommy Gayatri was consistently calm as usual.

"Don't use condoms! Grandma needs a cute grandchild as soon as possible". Suddenly there was a tone of command that was surprisingly said by the elegant woman.

_Condoms? Only touching her chest made this bad tragedy happen. The husband could only surrender. Hendra put on a sluggish face and fed Aruna again.

"I'm sorry, Grandma. Maybe I'm too straightforward. I think my son-in-law must use condoms!". Those words were surprisingly said by Aruna's mother.

They argued over something pointless.

"Why? Having a child as soon as possible will strengthen the relationship between husband and wife. And my life will be happier".

"That means you're selfish!". Aruna's mother rejected even harder.

"What?? You said I'm selfish.. That's a bit harsh..". Grandma couldn't accept it. Her voice was soft but piercing. Ms. Gayatri tried to intervene by rubbing both of their hands in turns.

"Enough, enough..". She tried to calm down with her straight face that didn't cause any effect at all.

"Of course, it's selfish?! She's only 20 years old. She hasn't graduated from college but she has to get pregnant and give birth. Imagine it. That's not something easy. She still needs to play with her friends".

"But what if our little lady is willing to? I'm sure my grandson also wants to hold a baby as soon as possible".

"Little lady?? Aruna is my daughter so I understand her better than Grandma".

This fight made Hendra sick. He couldn't bear to hear it.

"You guys! Can you just get out of here? It's noisy! My wife is sick and she needs a rest". An annoyed man who had no manners voiced his heart.

"Hendraaa!!". The tiny one yelled at her husband who seemed rude.

"They're noisy?!". Hendra was also annoying.

"Grandma. Mother?!". Her voice was raised to grab the attention of the two fighting people.

Both of them turned their heads: "What if you just leave the problem of grandchild or baby to me and Hendra? We know the best time to have children". Aruna flicked Hendra's hand so that her husband could speak up.

"I'm speechless. I also want to have a baby. But for now, it's still impossible. So if you want to continue the debate, please get out of here". Hendra was lazy to respond. It was too complicated for him who could only hug and steal kisses.

"Hendra.. That's not how you're supposed to say it.. Ugh, how could you?!". Aruna was annoyed because her husband didn't have a soft vocabulary.

"Wrong again?!". He surrendered.

"Of course". Aruna grumbled.

"Then what should I say? We just made up. Don't get into argument too". Hendra complained. He felt awry.

"Ah, never mind. You aren't friendly".

"Yes.. Yes.. I know.. I'm always wrong, mean, rude, what else??".

The three women in front of them laughed seeing them grumpy.

_Now what's so funny?? Argh! Women are all weird?!_ Hendra's face made the women around him smile even more. Ms. Gayatri looked at him, smiling.

"Be patient, okay..". She stroked Hendra's chest, making his face annoyed. The others laughed.

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"Thank you". Mahendra gave repeated remarks to his wife's family who visited their daughter. More precisely, he was grateful for being given the opportunity again.

The blue-eyed escorted them to the lobby door. He accompanied Mr. Lesmana's steps until his father was asked to stop for a moment to accept an apology from him: "Sorry, Dad. I'll not make Aruna experience bad things again".

The father only tapped his shoulder. He whispered something in his son-in-law's ear: "Give her trust and open up to her. You'll get the same love just like how my daughter loves me".

The blue-eyed still stared at the back of Aruna's father, who now seemed to be his own father. A proud feeling that he could have a father like him.

He even smiled and stared at his sad past, growing up with the emptiness of a father figure. Now, it turned out that the ponytail girl whom he stalked all the time was the one who gave him everything, including the almost forgotten empty space.

"Now you realize why I chose that man as your in-law". A hoarse voice with a stiff, broken intonation ruined the atmosphere. Who else other than the elder Wiryo.

"It's a shame that he's too kind, not realizing that his daughter was locked in the bathroom until she was hungry and thirsty. FOLLOW ME! Take responsibility for your behavior!!". Wiryo snapped, accompanied by two muscular bodyguards grabbing Hendra's arm.

The grandson of the elder who was struggling due to his own mistakes couldn't do anything but accept punishment. He knew very well how he was raised.

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Encounter

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At that time, the atmosphere of the earth was burning. It wasn't because of a volcanic eruption, but it was just a feeling in the chest that couldn't stand waiting for an encounter.

She, who lived in fantasy, would be visible to the eye. She could be touched physically. The particles that composed them were no longer virtual pictures in the brain.

It was more like the cells that made up the tissue. The collection of tissues that made up the organs. The organs that interacted and related to one another fulfilled the existence of a perfect living being called a human.

It was more perfect because he was hooked. Like the feeling that was still raging in the chest. Even though she was there for real hours ago. The joy of an encounter when feelings of longing had been accommodated in an unstoppable container.

When can I see you again?

Why could such a brief encounter burn the atmosphere around me?

Can I accommodate the feelings of longing in the container once again?

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Damar made writing on a notebook like a painter scratched a brush on a canvas. He looked too excited. The ideas in his brain flowed like a waterfall with fast-moving discharge that was capable of driving a kWh-producing generator, the energy unit of electrical equipment with thousands of power.

Within a day, he had produced several chapters of the novel without feeling tired. The most extraordinary thing about an artist was the encounter with the visualization of his work.

Damar had lost control ever since he was removed from the reach of the woman who used to run around his daily life. The simple life that suddenly became special couldn't even be dreamed of again, because open wounds were scattered everywhere.

* Guys, have you heard that Aruna is sick? (Magic Letter group chat)

* Really? What happened? (Lili)

* She was tired from the party yesterday. Her husband's secretary said Aruna fainted. (Dea)

* Yeah, there were that many guests.. Of course, she was tired. I only had to eat but I was tired too (Agus)

* 'Angry sticker'

(Lili sent an angry sticker. Agus ate uncontrollably at the Blue Oceans party)

* I'm coming.. If you guys visit Aruna, don't leave me. (Laras)

* Lazy! Unless you bring the guy that was with you yesterday. (Lili)

* Leandra? Ugh, I don't want to.. I feel unlucky to meet him at the party. (Laras)

* When should we go?? (Dea)

* How about tomorrow, after campus? To give our founder a birthday surprise too. (Lili)

* I can't participate. I think I'll be preparing for the exam assignments until late at night. Send my regards, okay? (Tito)

* How come a literature student prepares for assignments until late at night?! It's already good enough for Damar to attend class. But his grades are good. (Agus, an IT student, who was considered normal to stay up late because of the coding task)

* Damar is different.. The lecturer will be embarrassed to give him bad grades. His works are already scattered everywhere, more famous than the work of lecturers. (Tito couldn't accept it)

* Tito, good luck with your assignments. I'll convey your greetings. We'll gather at the base camp after campus, okay? For Agus, DON'T BE LATE!! (Dea)

* Can I join? (Damar surprisingly joined their conversation. A silent reader who's been buried in silence for months)

Silent

Silent

Silent

Not a single member of the group dared to reply to a message from the soloist.

Until finally, after a few hours passed, someone who would be visited by them directly replied to Damar's message.