Mr. Secretary: Destiny Bound

Mr. Secretary: Destiny Bound
CHAPTER 63 – AFTER REJECTION


03.35 Indra wakes up wanting to go to the bathroom. Glancing at the bed Arini, Arini still slept in the same position made Indra smile.


Slowly opening the curtain, Indra was treated to a stifling sight especially when he had just been rejected by the woman he wanted.


The two of them slept hugging each other, their feet and hands clinging to each other in a blanket. Even some of them in his sleep Bramasta kissed the curve of the neck of his wife who is currently sleeping by wearing her short bergo hijab.


Directing the camera to both of them and then send it to WAG Kuping Merah.


Indra_Just rejected, treated to a view of the kek gini. Nelangsa beud is me..._


Agung responded by sending a sticker ngakak. Next Anton.


Hans_Bramasta woke up later immediately misuh-misuh because diroasting kami_


Leon_So, Lu was rejected, Ndra? Continues to?_


Indra_Gue chasing lah. (laughter)_.


Anton_Ganbate!_ (Effort!)


Indra_Arigato, ototoyo_ (Thank you, Dik)


“So, Lu's been rejected, Ndra?” Bramasta patted his shoulder after prayers in the mosque basement.


Intentionally pray in the basement mosque because the 6th floor mosque has very few worshippers.


Indra scratched her suddenly itchy ear.


“Lagian Lu, shoot girls early in the morning so. Too early for meal time sahur.” Bramasta.


“Bram.” Indra stopped her speech when someone else entered the elevator.


Bramasta patted his shoulder as he walked towards the room, “Fight for what Lu deserves to fight for. Pursue what you should pursue. And I feel, Arini and her children deserve to be fought and pursued because of the destiny that has bound you."


“Thanks Bro.. Lu's support means a lot to me.”


Bramasta.


Indra activated his device. Rows of incoming chat messages are heard. Opening a chat message in WAG, Indra's laughter was heard in the lobby of the 6th floor.


“Setdah, Lu Bram.


WAG Red Kuping


(Bramasta responded to Indra's photo with an emot of heart)


Bramasta_Gue did not expect, when I slept, my face remained handsome. Thanks Ndra. I want to print this photo, it will be stored on my desk. A reminder of how deep is my love to her.._


Others give emot ngakak and emot gawk with the phrase Bramasta.


Bramasta_Ton, please edit it to make it look more romantic.._


Anton_Siip Mr Boss!_


“You why? Laughing like that?” ask Adisti while folding the prayer mat.


Bramasta points his salary at Adisti. Adisti approaching. Read the chat at WAG.


His eyes widened when he read the first chat. Staring Indra.


“Abaaaaaang..” Adisti approached Indra and rubbed Indra's back, “Yang patiently yes.”


Bramasta sneaks while cleaning.


“Dis, Mr. Husband is angry. Jealous tuh.” Indra pointed towards Bramasta with his chin.


“Don't be jealous, Husband Sir. Disti is encouraging her brother Disti.”.


Bramasta.


Indra stared at the curtain of the still-closed bed Arini.


“Available?”


“Already. I was praying shajuh.”


Indra nodded. The water is boiling in the electric kettle.


“Bram, coffee or tea?” ask Indra.


“Teh alone Bang,” Adisti who replied, “Still too early to copy.”


Bramasta wants to protest. Adisti looked at him sharply.


“According to g?” Adisti holding her husband's chin, “After breakfast new can coffee.”


“Iya Buk Wife.” Bramasta pecked his wife's cheek.


Indra.


“Can you guys not have to show off the intimacy in front of me? You guys don't see I'm sick without bleeding?”


Adisti directly hit Indra's upper arm. His hand was placed in front of his lips and then pointed at the direction of the bed Arini which was covered with curtains.


“Lu talking very tight, Ndra,” whispered Bramasta.


“Gue forgot..” Indra covered her lips as her eyes looked towards the Adisti bed.


Indra placed the tea she brewed on the pantry bar table. The sugar bowl in the sachet was next to him.


“Bentar yes.. I anterin tea for Tea Arin.” Indra is leaving.


Bramasta and Adisti looked at each other and then looked at Indra's back.


“Assalamu’alaikum.. Morning..” greet Indra while smiling at Arini.


Arini was surprised by Indra's presence. He stared at the tea in Indra's hands. His eyes looked at Indra with a guilty feeling.


“Cock my greetings unanswered?” Indra lowered the handrail bed and sat on the bed Arini.


After last night, he prefers to sit on Arini's bed instead of sitting on the bedside chair. He liked Arini's faintly rose-scented body scent. Red roses.


“Wa’alaikumusalam.”


Arini. Staring Indra.


“Why look at me continue? Be careful Tea.. later so kangen continue to loh same me..” Indra smile.


From the direction of the pantry were heard two people who were giggling.


“Kirain be sawan if seein Lu continue, Ndra.” Bramasta laughs followed by Adisti.


Arini smiled broadly which was covered with her hands.


“Woylaaah you two this. Just shut up why? Pretend you can't hear?” exclamation Indra.


“Ngak!” the husband and wife answered Indra.


Arini chuckles. Indra happy. He could see the iris eyes of the sunflower were glowing.


Adisti appeared to break the curtain by carrying a paper plate containing a freshly cut bolu roll and also Indra tea glass.


“You guys have a drink here. Later the tea Bang Indra cold so not good loh.”


“Weizz Disti is indeed a good sister huh. Very understanding to his Brother.”


"Nuhun Tea Disti.."


"Sawangsulna Tea Arin.."


“Mami to here what time?” ask Arini.


“Jam 7's. Abay comes in at 07.45 right?”


Arini nodded. He took a sip of the tablespoon Indra offered. Then opened his mouth as Indra fed a small piece of bolu roll.


“Enak no? It's made by Dinda loh.”


“Enak. I liked. Not too sweet. Soft and moistur.”


“Arin also know about cake?” Indra raised her brow sideways while feeding her the cake again.


Arini's cheeks flushed hearing Indra calling her Arin. Shorten his name in a special way. He had never heard his name in short being Arin other than in this family.


“A Indra.” Arini looked up with cheeks still meeting.


His eyes looked into Indra's eyes. While Indra's eyes meet with Arini's iris sunflower eyes make her cheeks red. Indra could not take his eyes off.


His heartbeat spread everywhere he felt his whole body was the heart. His hand that was holding the spoon filled with tea shook. The tea water in the spoons soaks the sarongs and the tip of the coke shirt.


“A.. spilled.” Arini reminded.


“Eh yes.. Wow good luck already warm tea water.” Indra wiped the wet parts of the sarong and his gray cocoa shirt with a tissue.


"A Indra why?”


“No Why.”.


“A Indra daydreamed earlier.”


“I'm not daydreaming. I'm watching your eyes.."”


Bramasta coughed in pantry bar. His wife giggled.


“What's wrong with my eyes, A?”


“Gorgeous Arin eyes. I like.”


Indra turned her gaze towards the window. The sky is bright. And her cheeks are hot. Indra tried to regulate his breathing to relieve the heart rate that mereog in the morning after dawn.


Arini touched Indra's arm carefully. His cheeks are still blushing. The golden orange light from the window made the look of her face become more beautiful and her bright brown eyes became more anesthetizing.


“I ask ma’af for overnight.” Arini.


Indra. Staring at Arini with a clueless look.


“Means?”


Arini did not answer. Face lowered. He stroked his bruised hand from being hit by Indra's car.


Suddenly Arini looked up.


“Why A Indra is still being nice to me?”


“Heh?” Indra raised her eyebrows.


“But I've hurt A Indra.”


“Arin hurt me? When?”


“Every night, when I rejected A Indra.”


“I don't feel hurt, kok,” Indra smiled, “Don't worry, when Arin rejected me early this morning, I wore a kevlar vest. Bullet proof.”


“I.. I feel bad with A Indra.”


Indra touched the back of Arini's hand.


“Arin.. don't feel bad about the early morning incident. I understand, Arin must have felt I was too quick, too rushed to express my feelings to Arin. Right Arin to reject me,” Indra staring Arin face, “My right also to keep trying to make Arin accept me. I want to be a father for Brother Alif and Sister Abay. I also want to give them another brother. Brother and Sister will definitely be great brothers for her sisters.”


At the pantry bar, Adisti clasped her husband's palm tightly. His eyes condensed.


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Melted my heart, Babang Indra ..


Not surprisingly, behind his rancid attitude, Babang Indra was straightforward when talking to the heart.Gak use pleasantries.


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