"Two lines?"
Bara holds his head as if it wants to break. Out there, the sun was warm enough to say hello. Not to forget the wind swinging behind the open window curtain.
"It's morning. Grill ... My head! "
The leg that was already on the floor swayed. The only thing is he's busy looking for the grip for his body balance. While the other stretched his hand, like fear, as if the skull was rolling.
"Agh shit once!"
"Where are the waiters? Why is no one waking me up?"
The bare stage increased when glancing at the clock above the table. It's nine o'clock in the morning. The time of the day was for the day to wake up. The Bara again glanced at the table. The net is covered by seeing an object the last time he saw it before falling overnight. Not satisfied with just staring, his hand was now moving.
"Where is that something? I'm sure it was here last night!"
The flat thing, he believes, disappears somewhere. It is impossible if he's wrong.
"Never mind, I'm just drunk overnight."
Coal makes its decision peacefully. It is impossible that there is also one in the room. To cool his heart, he chose to drag his feet into the bath. He soaked deeply there. He chose to enjoy the rest of the time in this apartment.
Let alone, he said, if this apartment was given to Sandra. Bara has no right to be here. Besides, the Sandra smell still struck strongly in every corner of the room.
The man will not be able to squirt his ex-fragrance on his wife. The remaining time is spent sucking up the past rather than applying coral expertise. Not long, Bara decided, out of his big tub. He dries his body with towels.
"San, have you prepared my clothes?" He asked a little loudly.
"San? Are you still sleeping? Come on, if you keep thrilling in the blanket, I'll take you again, we'll do it again. Are you still not enough?"
In his final sentence, Bara chuckled. It has been his habit of teasing his wife.
However, she deserted. That's what happened. There is no usual. Sandra always makes sure that all of his needs are met on time. His always present, now invisible smile. The husband is awake. There is a flavor in the cavity of his chest. It was as much as possible to keep Peat's heart from shouting his ignorance.
"Agh.. you go, San? Why not meet me before going? "
His wet hair pulled strongly. The Bara felt destroyed. His expertise binds him to a woman. Whichever eyes are open, Sandra will not come back again. It will never be the same.
***
Soni stared at the pale woman in front of him. The appetite is strong when we know the reality he has heard. It was only a few hours ago that he was excited to be that hope. Time has so quickly eroded it all.
"Not good for me?"
Sandra's slap stopped the meat cutting. The gloriously diluted soul is incompatible. Sandra's throat feels dry instantly. She grabbed the drinking water beside her. The 'glek' sound sounds unfriendly several times.
"Just make you one of the greatest pieces of art I've tasted," said the Soni.
"Uhuk ...." Sandra sprayed the water while he held up the header.
"It can not go slowly. So sorry you're!" Soni said.
"Endless your words are just like a knife's eye. Can stab and make this chest, it's bad if it speaks," Sandra's said. His lips cursed the creation of a gema who saw.
"I'm not bragging, San. That's the way," Soni replied, unchanged. Sandra could see his fur blinking back and forth. Trying to taste the woman who is still annoyed.
"If we are not eaten?"
"Because ...." Soni hangs the sentence.
"Because what?" Sandra was curious about the next words. "Quickly say, do you want to shrink hot oil?"
"Our horrified!" Soni shuddered to imagine their artistic act of Sandra.
"You resent!"
Sandra immediately swallowed the round of the flesh that was cold. Choices accelerate the meal.
"It's horrible!" Soni commemorates.
Unfortunately, his speech was just a breeze. The meat has entered Sandra's mouth. His cheek is inflated and looks funny. Soni chuckled at Sandra's action. This woman is really special. His behavior is unique. Not both.
Soni resumed his meal by choosing a defender. Although his stomach was full of Sandra's statement, his heart asked him to appreciate Sandra's efforts.
After the meal, they were both silent in the corner of the apartment balcony. They enjoy the spring breeze that greets their skin softly.
"The temperature has started to rise."
"Summer is coming," said Soni, breaking the silence.
Sandra is just silent. uninterrupted response to Soni's statement. Choosing what things he should do in the future. The palm of his hand slowly strokes the flat stomach. One candidate's life situation requires special attention. Sandra shook him quickly. She must be strong for herself and her heart.
"San, is there anything you're tasting?" asked Soni. The eyes looked sad toward Sandra, who raised her head as soon as possible.
"Okay, do you want to stay here?"
"Come on this night, I want to rest."
Soni chuckled. "You drove me?" His lips then cursed. "There is a very long time," he said while holding his chest.
"I said just a new time, we could have a break."
"I'm just worried about you, let alone you vomiting enough. What should we do to the doctor first? "
Her life is so funny. The figure of the baby's father is not likely to say so. Moreover, the doctor said. There is a feeling of being sliced into a heart of Sandra. Should it be done to the doctor to prove his pregnancy or not? But somehow it is in his mind now. Hearing about the profession of doctors becomes very scary for Sandra.
"That's tomorrow. I will go see him before I go to campus. Do not worry about my over-death. " Sandra smiled sloping.
"Well, I am not right to force. If anything calls me alone, you're still alien here. "
Soni smiled sincerely. The disappointment is still clear. But he is not entitled to disappointment. Sandra just nodded. He was replaced at the front of the unit.
***
The spikes vanish in an instant. The two-room apartment looked as quiet as she had hoped. Sandra hugged her own body. He must be admitted, now that the figure is so long. She had not been seen for only two days. It blended so well into his chest cavity. How is fate later? Within a few hours, she shouted this.
"Bara, when the meeting lasts all day, you usually get home around midnight. Then I will greet you with thin pajamas to make it tempting. Then we ...
Sandra shook her head. She could not continue his words. very heavy. She has not been used to it. The memory of his three years spins back. The taste is real. She so loved her former husband.
"The meal I promise to take care of our children well. Although I never know, you will be happy if you know it will be his presence."
The burning drip, she panned. Sandra should be able to step up. Throw away the feelings and concentrate on her studies and pregnancy. So his life will be much better.
***