Descriptions [Drabble Group]
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Indra begins to feel nauseous seeing a collection of words for eight hours nonstop. "Indri."

It didn't take long until the wife emerged from behind the towering bookshelf. In his hand was a stack of prose books. "Yes? Wanna sleep?"

Indra is tempted by it if there are still not some files that are managed. Not to mention the new staff. Not to mention the facility expansion plan. Not to mention the seminar that will arrive. Not to mention—

"You really need to sleep." Knowing that he was across the table, Indri looked at him anxiously. "It's five o'clock, you know."

Indra should have said that. Indri was done with his work three hours ago, but was still awake to accompany him. Indra had asked him to sleep first, but Indri insisted.

"You alone?" Indra momentarily pinched the stem of her nose. "Not sleepy?"

"Not until I see you get some rest." Indri was moved to place himself behind the man and gently massage Indra's shoulders and temples. Finding Indra who immediately relaxed and sighed heavily, Indri added, "Want me to add oil too? Or I'll make you some more tea? Or do you want to sleep now?"

Indra doesn't want all three. He held Indri's hand. "Pull your seat over here" he asked slowly.

Indri was confused, but still did. He sat face to face with Indra who also shifted direction against his chair.

With his chin on the back of the chair and staring at the woman in the shade, Indra's voice softened. "Tell me anything. I'll listen to it."

Indri knew that Indra was resting for a while because the file was left lying on the table, but he still did not catch it completely. "... anything? Uhm ... for what ...."

"I want you to be more open. It'sit's okay. Whatever it is, I'll listen to it." Indra smiled thinly.

A few seconds thinking about the topic, Indri started slowly. "Yes .. lately, my students have been a little unruly. It's not that they won't listen to me, but they're too excited-typical at their age, maybe." Indri unconsciously smiled. "But .. I'm happy about that too."

Indra did not change position or smile. "Why are you happy?"

"Isn't it good if they're excited about the lesson? I felt rather useless as a teacher - they understood immediately with only a brief explanation or read a book. But I don't mind. I'd be even happier if they talked to me about difficulties and such. I'd rather be needed when they really can't do it all by themselves." Indri increasingly chattering cheerfully. "It is precisely sometimes, such an approach that makes teachers and students familiar-"

Indri continued to break the silence of their workspace for a few minutes. Indra occasionally commented, chimed, or asked, but the man was not really curious about related things. Indra is only serving and pleasing Indri until the woman is more fluent in telling stories. As long as it went on, Indra even more flabbergasted and smiled faintly. His gaze never shifted from Indri-good from his radiant bright face, his sparkling eyes, his occasional hand moving for the sake of affirming something, swaying his shiny strands of hair by the light of a lamp, and, until the lips of the woman who moves endlessly.

Lovato loved all that charm. Just twenty minutes enjoying it, Indra's fatigue evaporated completely and he came back refreshed. Looking at Indri can always cool his heart and mind.

"Even until someone asks, why am I so patient with them?" The story of Indri continues. He half laughed. "Maybe I really like them. I don't know. I can always try my best for them. Or perhaps, is it my nature?"

Indri is somewhat stunned, tends to gawk. "What-what-"

Indra moves forward and kisses quickly Indri's lips. He smiled back. "That's enough. I've been so much better. You can sleep now." Just like that, Indra went back to the work desk and immediately retrieved the file. The performance was much faster and more focused than before.

It is precisely Indri who is trying for a long time to control himself. His face was still a bit blushing. Finally he understood Indra's intention of asking him to tell a story while the man did not at all. "I'm not going to sleep" she said nervously, "if .. don't sleep with you."

Indra smiled and got up. He collects his files.

Once Indri thought the man agreed to sleep, but Indra turned out to bring all the files to the carpet on the side of the room.

Indra sat leaning against the low bookshelf behind her. The moonlight struck from the window above the shelf. While retrieving one of the files, Indra patted the spot next to him at a glance. "Sleep here."

Indri could not understand more. "Anu .. on the carpet?"

"Not really. Just come here first."

Deciding to comply, Indri sat next to Indra. "Well, so ...?" demand's doubtful.

Indra answered the woman's confusion by embracing and pulling Indri's shoulder. Slowly, he led Indri to lie down. The woman's head was right bearing Indra's thigh which was being straightened.

Indri was nervous and was about to get up again. "Maybe I should"

Indra held Indri's shoulder still. His hand then gently rubbed Indri's head on his lap. He said shady, "It's okay. Go sleep. I'm not gonna bother you. I know you're sleepy, but I still have to finish this in about an hour. Can't you sleep without me, too, hm?"

"I-That's right," Indri's great-grandson was embarrassed. "But this isn't what I meant -"

Indra hissed softly, asking Indri not to argue. The man leaned over and again kissed Indri's lips briefly. His words were heard into the woman's ears. "You've given me pillows like this a lot. Now it's my turn. Sweet dreams, Indri." He kissed the old Indri temple and whispered softly, "I love you."

The senses freeze with the face heating up for a few seconds. He immediately changed the direction of face and hid the face in Indra's stomach covered with a shirt. The woman even hugged Indra's waist awkwardly. Even so, vaguely, Indra heard Indri's reply.

Just by hearing that, Indra even finished in less than an hour. That too, once in a while, he gently rubbed his gentle mane and the wife-Indri's arm was sound faster than he expected. Indra also sometimes hissing soothing when Indri almost woke up by the movement of his body. Seeing the peaceful face of the woman, Indra seemed to get additional energy.

Tomorrow morning, Indri was not surprised to find himself awake in their bed - not forgetting Indra who always woke him. Looks like Indra had carried him to the room last night.