You Are My Sunshine
The Part 38
The coolness of the dew grains adorn in the morning, rolling glittering over the foliage until it then falls to the earth. The chirping of birds singing melodious, earthy in rhythm in one symphony.
The gentle tendrils of the sun began to greet through the air gap in the room, manyapu a beautiful face that began to be disturbed from his deep sleep. Dara blinked her eyes as the twinkling sunlight woke her up, her eyes slowly opened, but the instant the pain hit her head as the golden glare light penetrated into her net, probably from crying too much last night, finally his head felt pulsating in the morning.
The girl got off the bed, headed to the bathroom with a step slightly shaken because her eyes had not opened perfectly. Dara fills the bathtub and affixes aromatherapy essential oils, then puts yourself in the arms of warm, pleasant water.
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After finishing with her morning bathing ritual, Dara put on the other pajamas in the room, then came out of there to refill her stomach. The villa was silent silent, Dara spread her gaze but did not find Wira on the sofa where the man lay last night, there was only a thick blanket that had folded neatly there.
His sense of smell caught the delicious aroma emanating from the direction of the kitchen, impacting on his stomach that issued a sound similar to the natural alarm of his body that demanded his ration. Dara ran to the kitchen, saw the housekeeper's mother was arranging a butter-flavored toast smeared with hazelnut chocolate jam on a plate. Dara approached, making the mother turn her head when she caught the movement next to her.
"Non, uh sorry Madam, good morning. I have not finished preparing breakfast, sorry a little late, please wait at the dinner table, or if Madam wants breakfast in the room I will bring her there," he bargained politely.
"Thank you Mbok, I'll have breakfast here." Dara pulled up the chair and sat down with both elbows resting on the table while waiting for her breakfast to be ready.
"Thank you, mmm.. sorry Mbok, Wira where are you? I haven't seen him since" said Dara on the sidelines of his breakfast chew.
"So, Lord Wira had already come home at dawn just now, seemed to be leaving in a hurry, and he assigned me to serve the Madam during this time, while here, mr. Jono has also been here to take the Madam if you want to go for a walk," he explained.
"Pu-home?" His forehead stopped, then his face turned full of questions.
"Sorry, did you not tell the Madam about her sudden return?" the question is somewhat surprising, considering that this couple is a newlywed who is usually in his warm time. Can't they fight on the first night? his inner.
"Ahahaha, ten-of course I already know Mbok, just maybe because last night I was too tired and sleepy so pay less attention to what Sis Wira said," he said clumsy looking for an excuse, while trying to condition his facial water that is sure to invite everyone who sees it.
"I understand Madam." The mother smiled meaningfully because she misinterpreted Dara's words. Given the age of his master who was in a turbulent period of passion, he thought it was certain that all night they did activities that stirred up to cause Dara fatigue.