The Winter Man

The Winter Man
#32


Yura returns home to the mansion about seven nights, before returning home she takes Lily and her mother for a walk and buys them the need to be at home.


When Yura opened the door, she found Winter sitting across the chest on the living room couch.


"Night .." said Yura and sat down in front of Winter.


"Where?" tanya Winter is flat and cold.


"From church and streets."


"Why not pick up the phone?" ask Winter later. His tone was like he was intogerating Yura.


"Was you calling me?" Yura asked back with Winter who was just silent not answering anymore.


Yura opened the bag and took her phone. When she scowled the button next to her phone, it was true that Winter called her several times.


Yura then looked up at Winter with a smile. "Hehe sorry. Not a whim."


Winter clucked and then moved from her seat.


"Where?" ask Yura.


"Eat," said Winter.


Yura immediately followed Winter to the dining table. Although Yura had eaten with Lily and her mother earlier, but she was still not full.


"You buy?" tanya Yura pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Winter.


"I made it."


"Huh? you cook it?"


Winter nodded.


"It must be good." Yura took out a bowl of pasta with a glittering smile on her face.


Winter looks at Yura, but she only cooks pasta. Easy and practical, but Yura was so appreciative of his efforts.


Yura rolled the paste over hard and then put it in her mouth.


"Eumm delicious ..." Her speech gave a thumbs up with her mouth full of pasta.


Winter pulled the tip of her lips smiling and then took her pasta.


*


Winter was reading a book in the room, sitting leaning on the headboard with her legs straightened. While Yura was watching Nathan's latest movie on the sofa.


Sometimes Yura laughed, occasionally looking annoyed. Winter looked at Yura with the tail of her eyes, she smiled faintly at the girl's laughter and went back to reading the book.


Yura's phone rang long at the table. He picked up his phone and then saw who was sending the message. And it turns out Summer.


Nathan's concert next week. Wanna watch?


Oh, my God .. I almost forgot my Nathan's next week has a concert.


Before replying Yura asked Winter first.


"Winter."


"Hm?" Winter.


"Wanna see Nathan's concert?"


Winter shook her head making Yura pursed her lips.


"Why?"


"Dislike it."


Winter's answer makes Yura agree with Summer's message. Next week Yura will watch Nathan's concert with Summer alone then.


After reading the book, Winter kept the book on the bedside table. He turned off the lights, the room turned dim because the lights were sleeping.


Winter turned her head towards the sofa, Yura was already sleeping. Then the man got out of bed when he saw the front desk of Yura's sofa was a mess of the girl's former snack.


The man took the table. Vacuuming the carpet affected by food scraps. When he turned his head, he saw Yura who was almost toppled from the sofa. Winter quickly catches the girl.


Winter let out a long sigh when it managed to block Yura's body that was about to fall.


"Crackling," he said by tapping softly on Yura's forehead.


Instead of waking Yura up, Winter instead carried the girl and carried her to bed.


Winter put Yura to sleep on the left side of the bed and she slept next to him.


Yura was still asleep while Winter silently silently stared at the ceiling of the room by keeping both of her hands behind her head as a cushion.


Winter looked over and approached his wife. "Yura ..." Winter patted softly on Yura's cheek.


"Mrs ..."


Yura's cry grew even more, this time tears came out from both sides of her eyes.


"Yura wake up ..."


"Maye ..."


"The mom I'm afraid of ..."


"Yura hey."


Winter pulls Yura's body into his arms, Yura still sobs and Winter tries to calm Yura down by hugging and stroking her back.


Over time her sobbing voice slowly disappeared, as Winter ducked to see Yura, apparently the girl went back to sleep.


Winter pulls the blanket up to Yura's belly while still hugging her. They slept together and hugged each other.


*


Sunlight barged into the window sidelines making the girl who was still wrapped in pajamas on the bed blink her eyes several times then stretch her muscles.


When Yura flipped the blanket with her eyes half open. He got off the bed to go to the bathroom, but he had just stopped three steps and his eyes opened wide when he noticed something strange.


"I slept in the bed again" he muttered and then looked back.


And it turns out to be true, behind her the mattress instead of the couch.


"WINTER!!" yura shouted with a stomp of her legs annoyed. She came out of the room down the stairs looking for her husband.


Winter looked up after drinking a glass of water in the kitchen, he saw Yura coming down the stairs with an annoyed face. Winter frowned in confusion, especially when Yura stood in front of him with her arms crossed over her chest.


"You moved me to bed, didn't you?"


Winter nodded.


"Why? last night I slept on the couch, there's no reason I had a fever again yeah, because last night I was fine!" grunts Yura.


Winter ducked closer to Yura's face until their noses were close together. "Im sorry or like?"


Yura widened her eyes. What does the Winter question mean. The man also just walked into the living room.


"I DON'T LIKE WINTER!" yura shouted with hunting breath.


The morning before Winter came out of the room, Yura had a dream. Winter thought her dream was the same as last night, Winter who had just held the door knob immediately ran over to Yura.


Winter sat beside the bed watching his wife who was laughing amusedly instead of crying.


Yura delirious. "But I want to sleep with you, I love it when we sleep with Winter ..."


Winter pulled the tip of her lips smiling with a laptop over her thighs as she recalled Yura's dream earlier this morning.


At the kitchen table, Yura gulped down a glass of water harshly while watching Winter sitting in the living room.


What makes him smile like that.


And what did that say. Even if I like it, I don't want to be outspoken in front of him, my pride goes where if I say I like to sleep with him. Sucks.


Yura stood up from her seat, opened the refrigerator to pick up the watermelon that as usual had been cut and clean from its seeds.


When he walked back to the table he suddenly felt again the dizziness that ran through his head, his body suddenly limp, lucky he managed to grab the table nearby, he said, his hand immediately fumbled through the air to look for a chair.


And Yura sat down immediately after her hand grabbed the chair. He covered his face with both hands while twitching his temple.


"Yura."


Yura gasped in shock as Winter held onto her shoulder. Yura looked up at Winter who was standing beside her.


"Yes?" Yura smiles for Winter to think she's okay.


"You're pale."


"It's nine o'clock, I used to have breakfast at seven at Daddy's. So maybe it's late to eat hehe."


"Are you sure you're late for eating?" there was a worried tone from Winter's words.


Yura nodded.


"I'll order some food first."


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