Hot Duda: Love For Rangga
Not Karma

I carried the Holy One to the room. She's exhausted. Can hardly move, and can barely keep his eyes from being closed.

I slowly laid him on the bed, wrapped him in a blanket, and laid him on my chest after I lay by his side. He huddled deeper in my arms.

"My eyelids are heavy" he said. "But I don't want to sleep" he whines like a sweet kitten. Funny and adorable.

I smiled, then kissed her forehead. "Sleep, Honey. Your health is more important."

If I could, I wouldn't want to waste even a second of our precious time together. But life is not a fairy tale, man needs sleep. We slept until the sunlight came through the window the next morning. I sat leaning back and just looked at the dreamy Saint, he was still lying beside me.

In the morning when she woke up, she still looked beautiful. I pulled some hair out of his face and whispered, "Good morning, honey."

He stretched his body lethargic and lay sideways, facing me. "Again," he said.

I grabbed her hand and brought it closer to her lips, then kissed her palm. "Still tired?"

"Em, very. The strength of the man of his thirties is beyond doubt."

I laughed amusedly. "So, am I old? Hmm?"

He put a finger to my chest and smiled. What a beautiful smile. "Well, based on age no, especially based on ability. But don't know based on your face and hair."

"Why?"

He reached out his hand to touch and cupped my face. "I hope this face doesn't wrinkle like a grandparent" he guyonnya, then he giggles. "And may this hair not be gray, yes...."

"Yes, yeah, I hope you're not disappointed once you can see me."

Instantaneous silence. The saint took his hand off my face. "I want to see you, Mommy."

I cleared my throat with a suddenly raucous voice. "I want to too. But today you go home first, later we plan treatment for your eyes, yes."

"I checked my eyes at the doctor."

"Then, what did the doctor say?"

"The only way is with the donor eye."

"Good-"

"But I don't know when. Yes, if anyone is willing to give me an eye. If not?"

"Aamiin's."

I glanced at the wall clock, at half-eight. "Wake, yuk. It's eight and a half."

"Attent."

"Why? Is there anything else to discuss?"

"I'm sorry about last night's mess."

"Darling...."

"I don't want you to think that I was on purpose, or you think someone told me to. I'm here because you took me. I'm not an intruder. I-i-"

Silent. Her lips were silenced in the heat of my kiss.

Damnit damnit! Just by kissing her my passion rose. I quickly let go, inched a little, and warned myself not to touch it.

No word yet, Rangga. Only in moments of urgency. And this is not at all. "Don't talk like that again, yeah. Even if you're an intruder, no problem. You've already infiltrated my heart."

"Basic gumbal!"

I stood up, walked into the dressing room and got dressed. I need to check things out. But...

"You have enemies?" ask Sacred.

What am I supposed to say? I don't want what happened last night to scare her into being by my side.

"I don't know, maybe a business competitor." My pants were already plugged in, and I came back to him, he was still sitting on the bed wrapped in a blanket. "You don't be afraid, yeah. I'll always protect you."

She smiled sweetly. "OKAY. Sorry, yeah, we shouldn't be talking about this."

"yeah. Indeed indeed. Don't need to discuss. Now, I'm calling Aunt Merry to help you take a shower and get ready. After breakfast, I'll drive you home myself."

He nodded heavily. I know, he's not happy thinking about his return.

Whatever it is, he should go home first. There's a lot of business to be done. I must investigate who the enemy dares to harass me - so that even the Saints become victims. This is not karma, it is stupidity. Own stupidity.