Descriptions [Drabble Group]
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It was winter at its peak. No wonder if when it was late at night, the snowstorm still continues since this afternoon. The temperature has been cold since noon. Now it is very cold and even feels frozen because it is late at night. Then sleeping tonight will definitely feel very good under a thick blanket.

Not with Indra who has not felt sleepy. The snowstorm this afternoon even made him crumpled and sleep up to five hours - the first time in his life, even though he took a nap at most just one hour. Indri who was also sleeping with him last afternoon could even wake up earlier - the woman deliberately did not wake him because Indra could only get a day off after days of overtime. As a result, Indra's eyes are still focused one hundred percent at twelve this night.

So Indra waited for her sleepiness while reading the book. He had spent three hours on the book and had spent five hundred pages out of a total of six hundred. There was a lot of material and knowledge that he devoured. Instead of becoming tired and getting sleepy, Indra's mind is getting more active. He should know that his brain will even be more active if treated to new sciences like this. Let it. Indra was already dumbfounded drifting on the contents of the book and wanted to finish it tonight. Indra even more can not sleep if not read it until it runs out.

"... still not sleepy?"

Indra immediately lowered his head and found Indri who was awoken by the swipe of book paper he was busy with. The man felt somewhat guilty. Next to his hand, he rubbed the woman's head back until he could feel the fine golden mane that was unraveling. "Sorry to wake you up," he shaded. "Sleep again. I'm not gonna be noisy."

"You alone?" Indri blinked, half-conscious in the midst of his sleepiness. Plus the room that only gets illumination from the sleeping lights on the nightstand next to Indra. Be the light of the lantern hit his face, but he only saw Indra as a silhouette and less clearly saw the man's face. "Don't you just get less sleepy?" continues soft.

Indra stared at the book on her lap. The man stretched his body and leaned more relaxed on his pillow which was set up in the back. He was sitting on the bed with the head of the bed and a pillow as a backrest. "Eitherway. I really want to sleep now. But this book makes me curious."

It is true that at that time Indra only wore a long-sleeved white shirt top that is not suitable for cold weather. The man turned to look at Indri who lay close to him since they were already on the bed. Next to Indri's arm held her waist until the woman's face sank on the side of her hip. It was purely the reflex of Indri because of the cold, although in fact their blanket had warmed the woman to the shoulder. Indri has also been asked Indra to wear a thick gray sweater owned by the man. The sweater was clearly oversized to swallow Indri's fingers. It turned out that the woman still did not feel warm enough to still feel at home clutching Indra's waist. He saw also, the tip of the nose and ears of Indri slightly reddened. The woman's palm was also flushed by the freezing temperatures of that night.

The observation even made Indra forget his interest in the book earlier. The man closed and placed his book on the nightstand, as well as dimming the light of the sleeping lamp.

Indri re-opened his eyes when he felt Indra move more. He found her lying down and leaning on her. While Indra also raises the blanket to his shoulder, Indri smiles thinly because it is covered in a sweater collar. "It's done soon. Sleepy already?"

"Obviously not. More importantly ...." Indra held both hands. Truely so. It was cold there as if Indri's hand had just been sown in ice water. The man helped cover it by pulling the end of the sweater's oversized arm, then put the two hands right between them while the other arm also grabbed Indri's back tightly. Indra also rubbed the woman's cheeks which also looked flushed by the cold. Indra raises the collar of the sweater until it touches the lips of Indri. Lastly, the man approached closer and carried Indri in his warm embrace. Their faces were precisely face to face with their foreheads touching. Their breaths warmed each other. "You're really cold" she wrote.

Once flushed by all the attention of Indra earlier, Indri held a amused smile. Her cheeks were flushed again. Not by cold. "I'm fine. Your presence alone .. has warmed me."