Pink pants
Promises

Ivan walked in the hospital corridor that morning, his body very tired from all night keeping Hana there, thankfully nothing happened either with their baby or with Hananya herself, but still Ivan felt very upset and regretful for the actions of Hana who tried to hurt even unborn babies into that world.

"How's your wife and her womb doing?" A woman asked Ivan as he walked into the cafeteria in the hospital. Apparently Ivan had made a previous agreement with the woman.

"They're fine, I didn't think Hana would do that. Looks like we'll have to somewhat reduce our meeting time, to be honest I'm afraid Hana's hurting our son again." Ivan's tired face looked a little fresh after he sipped black coffee ordered by the woman.

"It's not a problem, we're used to stealing time, it's going to be more challenging for me." Answer the woman.

"How is the matter of our cooperation offer, does Salim group accept it?" Ask Ivan.

"I don't know for sure, it's just, I think Marcel is suspicious if this is all your interference, so I think we just mendingle undo this plan, this plan, because I have other, more interesting plans that would be even more horrendous." He answered with his eyes and a sly smile.

"What plan is that?" Ivan raised his eyebrows.

"We wait for next month during the Salim group's birthday celebration, we will kill all our enemies simultaneously." His word.

"Okay, I trust you." Ivan said as he lightly kissed her cheek without hesitation and without fear even though it was in a common room.

**

Once in the morning Marcel had brought Alya the packaged rice he had bought from near the market for their breakfast, the man overnight continued to tell stories until they did not close their eyes even for a moment. As a result, when Marcel arrived at the house, Alya was seen who was now asleep on the sofa. It seemed like he was very sleepy, it was fitting that he refused when he was invited by Marcel to buy food.

Alya who fell asleep in a still sitting position made Marcel feel sorry and wanted to correct his sleeping position to be more comfortable, but just Marcel was sitting next to him, he said, Alya actually squirms and unconsciously rests his head on Marcel's right shoulder, it seems Alya really feel sleepy and tired after a long trip yesterday and all night listening to Marcel tell a story

Making Marcel did not have the heart to wake him up, but it seems this position actually makes Marcel to be all wrong, Alya's breath that is regular and feels warm about the skin of his neck makes Marcel's body goosebumps, he's a normal man, he's a normal man, so that his desire suddenly rose just like that, let alone the woman who was now leaning on his shoulder was the woman he liked, his heart felt beating increasingly uncontrollably, even faster, his eyes could not he prevent to continue staring at Alya's severed calm face.

Marcel's left hand was raised to get rid of some of Alya's children's hair covering her face, then rubbed Alya's smooth cheeks, and fondly stroked the woman's hair, until his brain pushed him to do more, it felt like he could not help but kiss Alya's forehead.

While Alya who began to feel there were strange movements and gentle strokes on his head and also his face began to wake up and try to open his eyes to make sure what happened.

But along with her eyes, the first thing she saw was Marcel's face getting closer to her, making Alya suddenly turn into a breathing statue. Reaching their eyes collide for a moment, Marcel who realized Alya had awakened did not then undo his intention to kiss the forehead of the woman who is now so close to him, he said, Marcel did not care if Alya would get angry or even slap him, he did not want to withstand this turmoil.

Alya scavenged his senses that began to run away, he knew this was not true, but unfortunately this was too comfortable, making him forget his lost common sense somehow.

"A-ah, yes. Sorry I fell asleep." Alya lifted his head from Marcel's shoulder, it really made him feel clumsy himself, how could their bodies be this close, while as he remembered earlier he was daydreaming while waiting for Marcel who bought breakfast.

Wanting to be angry, but his position had shown that his head was leaning on Marcel's shoulder, so he could not blame their closeness, nor could he imagine how his face would look at this time, his whole face was obviously very hot.

"S-I'll let you go to the toilet first, sir." Can't stand the clumsy feeling Alya prefers to escape to the toilet.

In the toilet he was alluding to himself who, instead of avoiding Marcel's kiss, was impressed to enjoy it, this is not true, although Marcel said last night several times that he had an interest in her and also said that what he said in front of his father was the real feeling, he said, but since last night Alya also did not answer anything for Marcel's love statement, as he promised, he just wanted to be a good listener all night.

"Al, Alya!" Call Marcel outside, knocking on the toilet door.

Apparently Marcel was worried, because it had been ten minutes but Alya did not return from the toilet.

"Yes sir, I'll be right ahead, I'll just wash my face." He replied nervously, washing his face again which seemed to have been repeated dozens of times since, to restore his sanity.

"Are you okay?" Marcel asked when Alya had returned to the living room with a face that looked fresher, but his nod still looked awkward.

"You're mad at me?" Ask Marcel again.

"N-no." Alya replied while shaking her head, she was confused as to what, just that word was in her brain at the moment, even without her realizing the 'no' answer' what he said meant he didn't mind what Marcel did to him just now.

'Ah, won't my answer it will impress me cheaply in Marcel's eyes?' Inner Alya just realized, unfortunately it was too late. Everything felt so chaotic, both in his heart and mind, both seemed to be out of sync so as to make Alya issue answers that he himself did not consider whether it was right or wrong.

"You may get angry or slap me if you feel displeased at my treatment, I cannot help but follow my heart, you're too adorable and seductive to sleep on my shoulder." Marcel said, honestly.

"I just feel guilty for your wife." Lirih Alya's.

"We did not love each other, and instead of never trying, I even repeatedly tried to accept the one whom God had destined to be my wife even in a way that I did not want to be, but my heart always refused, I couldn't." Refuse Marcel.

"But either way, the two of you are still tied up in marriage, whatever the name of our closeness remains an affair." Keukeuh Alya who does not want to position himself as the third person in the household Marcel and his wife, although Marcel also keukeuh said that between him and his wife does not love each other.

"Whatever the name, I still want to say, if I fall in love with you, you don't have to answer in a hurry, at this time I don't want to hear your answer, I don't want to hear your answer, let me prove my sincerity to you first, I promise that I won't make you a third person, so that you don't have to feel guilty to anyone or be blamed by anyone." Marcel said in a clear manner to express his promise to Alya.