My guesthouse
Sweet Time
The third month of the beautiful year with all its stories, Agnes woke up one cloudy morning. Dark, outside sounding raindrops accompany to welcome the morning with all his busyness.
Agnes fell asleep as she turned her face towards Keyno's shoulder. Agnes looked at Keyno's sleepy face that looked exhausted. The young man had just returned home after finishing filming a product ad that contracted him towards dawn, not because Keyno was too hard at work until he had just returned home in the hour he should have been resting, but his own request to pursue filming because he wanted a leave of absence to accompany Agnes to an island as promised in the future. He also had to be able to shoot early and even condense his schedule.
Keyno is still Keyno, he undertakes anything for the sake of his woman, a young man with a beautiful face and perfect jawline and my round eyes are now sleeping like a baby beside Agnes. Agnes's slithering back stroked Keyno's cheeks, removing the fine strands of hair that had been her man's length.
"You are always sweet" Agnes whispered, enjoying the cold air that seemed to burst into her "You are too sweet" she said again "I should be happy to have you? but why you?" he asked "I know Key, I've never changed before"
Agnes's breath made her recall the memory pieces in her mind. Where a Keyno who could harm him, a Keyno who did something to him, strangely no taste whatsoever. It was like watching a movie played by himself. Pain, but only memory.
"Why is it so hard to understand you Key?" shiver the woman.
speech after speech uttered by Agnes even though it was just a whistle that Keyno had never heard. The cold air that greeted, did not necessarily make Agnes' attention diverted from Keyno who always did not want to be far from him. The subtle sigh4n followed by a regular sigh that touched Agnes's skin triggered a crescent painting on the woman's face in a graceful manner until she finally moved. Wearing her warm clothes and walking towards the kitchen counter to find something filled her stomach this morning.
But for a moment Agnes was stunned when she opened the refrigerator, she then took yogurt and an apple. With a casual pace, he bounces on the sofa and turns on the TV to see the latest news or weather forecast of the day, he said, the woman set a small volume on the electronic object was just afraid if Keyno woke up hearing something rowdy.
He canceled his intention to enjoy toast with cheese slices and grated almonds in stock, afraid that the noise disturbed Keyno's deep sleep.
Agnes bites a red apple with her chilled, this fruit is one of the things she likes besides Keyno. In addition to healthy, this fruit can also maintain body shape to support the diet program.
Agnes snorted as TV showed news that at another point in the city there was a storm, even triggering a flood. Obviously, Agnes had a job today with her client, but it was like it was going to be canceled because of bad weather and some roads were closed temporarily. Agnes took out a bottle of yogurt and opened it. Maybe because of being upset or in a hurry yogurt spilled wet his thighs and pants. Makes him grumble slowly and flick his affected clothes.
"Ah, sucks!"
Despite the nagging, Agnes got up and picked up a tissue to wipe away the sofa that was hit by the yogurt spill. Several times Agnes was heard snorting because the next second she kicked a drink can lying on the floor to make the fur carpet down there dirty and wet, and yes Agnes had to clean it again.
The woman was busy mopping and drying the floor before she heard Keyno's phone ringing. He then approached Keyno's phone and wanted to pick it up but was interrupted before he heard the answer.
"Who? no name?" murmured Agnes was confused.
Agnes checked on the new contact who had just contacted her husband. Totally unknown number without a name, from it Agnes prank to open the entire contact list on Keyno phone and realize that Keyno only save the number only.
"Excessive" he said lazily.
Next he turned to incoming messages and chat-chat piled up, quite a lot of women who invite Keyno on a date or just invite to meet for dinner or invite to come to the party. Even worse, Keyno never returned the message, even opened or read it.
Agnes glanced at Keyno who was still asleep. Her cold face did not express any idea that her man rejected various kinds of women just because of her, it seems that Agnes is not too proud of it.
Agnes looks for possible prof numbers in the trash box and message history, supposedly Keyno put if she no longer needs it? or after you have exchanged information.
Before long, Agnes found something she was looking for. Then he immediately contacted someone until an answer was heard from across there.
"Sir Prof B...."
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Keyno woke up before the clock clanked right at 12. Midday, but this time it was like it was still morning, dark with a drizzle that reluctantly stopped accompanying his sleep this half day. At first he woke up wanting to close the curtains that were wide open because lightning occasionally appeared but stopped when he realized Agnes was sleeping soundly in her chest. Not wanting to wake up and disturb his woman's dream, Keyno undoes his intention and only grabs a blanket to cover some of Agnes's face so as not to be disturbed by the fierce flash of lightning that strikes out there. He smiled, he wanted to let Agnes sleep just as Agnes let herself rest, but Keyno was wrong, Agnes only pretended to sleep after Keyno rubbed the top of her head.
"Hey..." so Keyno smiled as she rubbed Agnes' cheek with her thumb "Why wake up?" ask Keyno.
"You're bothering me!" Agnes replied, sinking her face deeper into her male chest.
"Sorry...."
"No.." replied Agnes to a funny shake and kissed Keyno's lips "You don't have a job this afternoon?" tanyakanya.
"Hmm, even if there is. I'm gonna cancel it" Keyno's hand curled up in Agnes' stomach.
"Ahh, I'll prepare lunch"
"No need, this is how I'm full" he said, adding a hug.
"Not for you, for me..." Agnes laughs being showered with kisses by Keyno because Agnes looks adorable while teasing herself..
"Key, stop.. "
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Hello reader, I'm sorry othor long ga up. all this because I drowned in a sea of deep wounds, I fell and could not rise again, I was lost and did not know the direction of the road home🥺😀
- Dust Brush 🎶🎵
may you always be well.Greetings Agnes Keyno.
