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29 & 30 & 31

Indra has no job. And he unintentionally looked at the hair of Indri's back that was being broken. The thick book on his lap was temporarily ignored. Indra's hand stretched out, touching and plunging the fingers into the straight outline of the hair. Very soft and smooth as usual, to the point that Indra was not sure if he was feeling silk or hair. Indra grabbed a pinch of it carefully, brought it closer to the nose and inhaled the fragrant orchid that was actually not too sweet, precisely such a faint aroma made him calm down. Indra always liked the fragrant and memejam for the sake of exploring the fragrant that filled his lungs, while the grass of hair was increasingly inhaled and inhaled.

"... um, Indra?"

Indri who was weaving by sitting back to the man was confused and clumsy to find Indra's behavior. Plus, her reprimand earlier was as if just the wind was passing for the husband.

***

The mother woke up first. And he found Indra who was still sound with the position of the man who still grabbed him from the front. Indra's face was sinking comfortably on his upper chest, precisely under Indri's chin. The two sturdy arms of the man were also still clutching his body tightly, so Indri could feel his fragile back being held warm by Indra's large hand. Indri somewhat did not have the heart to wake up because the tumbennya Indra had not yet awakened at dawn has climbed. The man's breath also sounded very smooth and slick, it helped make Indri peacefully hear it.

There was nothing Indri could do but wait for Indra to wake up. So the woman moved her hand, down Indra's hair. His fingers sank between the man's hair and rubbed Indra's head slowly. Always, it feels smoother than its outer appearance, like it is rubbing the dog's softest fur. The ends of the hair also tickled his neck and jaw. Indri always liked the sensation, plus could inhale the faint pine scent that was oozing out. Indri was not aware that he suddenly felt at home for a long time rubbing the man's hair.

Indri did not know that Indra was actually awake. Indra deliberately flinching, wanting to let the gentle swipe continue and froth it. In this moment, they were so close that Indra was reluctant to stay away. The man again relaxed, inhaled the scent of Indri's body deeply, and did not loosen the slightest hug on the wife.

***

"You want to go for a walk?"

Indra's half-covered eyes were slightly exposed. He muttered so much.

Indri just smiled amusedly. He was just about to step up with the young man. Suddenly he felt a small sting behind his head. "Akh!"

The slow strangulation of Indri immediately made Indra's eyes open completely. The young man looked. "What's wrong?"

Indri touched the area behind his head. Then grimace while trying to get away from the floral bouquet decorations behind her. "It seems ... My hair got stuck in the twig."

What Indra did not realize, Indri immediately held his breath because the young man was right in front of him. Too close that Indri can smell the faint pine scent of Indra's body. Coupled with both arms extended to the back of Indri, Indra at first glance looked like she was hugging him.

Although the place was somewhat separated from the palace hall, the guests within the closest distance seemed to hold a smile looking at them. Then hurry away.

The new senses can breathe when Indra finally withdraws. The young man just raised his eyebrows, not understanding why Indri looked so relieved.

"I think I should cut it. Maybe just a shoulder," muttered Indri while glancing at the severed back of his hair. "It's too long."

"Don't cut it."

Indri stared at Indra unblinking.

Indra immediately turned her eyes. Stiff voice. "Leave it."

"But my hair can get stuck again like before. It's a hassle when I-" anyway"

"Say let it."

Indri clenched his mouth tightly. Didn't expect Indra to insist. "And why?"

Indra. Mainly on her hair that was drowned on her shoulders and was faintly glazed by the sunlight from the window. "I like it." The young man immediately moved. Towards the exit. Trying to hide the faintly flushed cheekbones.

Anyone knew those were not teasing words, but Indri could not help his heated face.