Descriptions [Drabble Group]
49 & 50

"Have you locked all the doors and windows on the second floor?"

While carrying a suit draped in his arm, Indra stepped down on the stairs. "Already from earlier. How's the first floor?"

Coinciding with that, Indri finished locking the window in the living room. The woman turned to Indra who walked into the living room. "Well, I'm going to shop at the market. Who brought the money?"

"You just." Indra deftly took a collection of report files on the family room table. All that has helped to be tidied up and arranged Indri so that he can immediately take it - because last night Indra was overtime just to finish everything. The man briefly put down his suit so he could double-check all the files with both hands, making sure no one was left behind. He looked up at a glance when he saw Indri coming from the corner of the eye. "You put it together the way I want it," he said slowly. A file is then carefully observed to ensure that everything is listed there. One hand was ruffled by the waist.

Indri restrained his smile and took Indra's suit. "Actually .. I was just guessing. Thank goodness it helps you."

"very helpful. You seem to be talented at this huh." Indra's attention was shifted when Indri attached the robe to his shoulder, help put it on. Next to Indra's free arm went into the sleeve of the suit, then continued to the other arm until the suit was fit to hug Indra. The man briefly rubbed his wife's head and smiled faintly. "Thank you."

Indri only smiled back lightly and nodded. "Then? Is there a file lacking?"

"Complete." Indra reassembles all the files into the skin map. "Let's go. It's been a clock to you, isn't it?"

"Not really. Today my schedule is only daytime. Maybe I'll help you with some things at the academy this morning." Along with Indra to the front door, they simultaneously wear their own shoes. "You yourself? It's probably gonna be overtime again today, right?"

Indra was a little sour from being reminded of that again. "really. Don't they have any intention of recruiting people again in the administration? Until I have to ask for my help?" his gerrick.

Indri is powerless to muffle amused laughter. "You are talented in every field - and I think your contribution is considered very loyal and reliable." The woman stood up and pulled the key. He walked to the front door. "That's great. You've proven your devotion and people trust you more."

Indra momentarily stared at Indri's back straight. "I don't really need all that" he said slowly, but still heard by Indri. "I took this job so I could keep looking after you."

Indri's hand stopped. The key in his grip was restrained in front of the hole on the doorknob. Indri had heard that reason from Indra even for a long time, but somehow he still felt awkward hearing it. Indri only realized when Indra had approached and clasped his hand it-takes over the key. When the woman turned her head, what she found then was a gentle kiss on the lips, then a shady smile Indra.

"Jaga yourself. Make sure you have lunch. If there's anything, call me right away. See you later in the afternoon." Indra kissed Indri's forehead, then smiled thinly. "We're leaving now?"

***

Still with a glare, Indra snorted amusedly. "... is there no better way?"

"Father does not usually wake up late," replied the girl with a lisp that is still thick. He tilted his head until his hair that had just reached his shoulders looked sparkling because of the sun from the window. "Last night Dad was hot too. I told Dad not to shirk all the worship. You're cured, aren't you?"

Indra had a small smile by the sharp reason of the child at the age of even five years. Like de javu. He gently rubbed the boy's head. His large hand could feel how tiny the child before him was. "Dad is okay. More importantly, you didn't have breakfast? Where's brother?"

"It won't go to salami before Dad tulun. I'm still helping you." The boy just seemed to fall face down and stick his chin on Indra's chest. Her tiny lips pursed sourly. His round eyes narrowed, sulking. "Dad. Carry."

"Spoiled base." Despite commenting so, Indra still stood up while both hands supported the two sides of the child's body, then lifted it as easily as lifting a doll and placed it in a sling until the child's head rested on his shoulder. He went down the bed. "You didn't help your mom, huh?"

Exactly, the door of the room opened wider and revealed a figure that had just been talked about. He breathed a sigh to find the princess who turned out to be right there. "You told me not to bother Dad, right? I still need a break."

Someone once again poked his head from behind the mother's feet. It was a boy the same age as the girl. Her hair looks like Indra. At first glance, the face of the child has a shape similar to the brother. They are non-identical twins. The boy's smile was glimpsed at Indra and immediately galloped closer, scattering his arms around Indra's feet. "Dad's healed!"

Having two little angels at once, Indra felt very warm and peaceful. The man smiled gently and only rubbed the tops of his son's head.

Once infected with the atmosphere that also greatly makes the contents of his chest overflow, the wife then smiled thinly. "Come, everyone. Breakfast is ready."

As if now the stomach affair took over, their two children smiled widely and nodded, then dexterously galloped out of the room. Including the daughter who does not need the sling of the father. They did not have to worry because the room was on the first floor and the two children were independent enough to take their own breakfast.

They looked at each other for a moment, then threw an amused smile at once soft.

Indri walked over and felt Indra's forehead. One hand touched his own forehead. "Hows it? Feel better already? Should I make you some more medicine?"

Indra shook her head while clasping Indri's hand which fumbled her forehead - keeping her away slowly. He looked up and smiled shadyly. "They've healed me so much."