Intoxicating Touch

Early in the morning, while Joya was cooking breakfast. Irwan was busy with his laptop. From the time he woke up until now, Irwan has not moved an inch from the sofa. He sat playing with the mouse in his hand.

Occasionally, Irwan scrunched up his face and stared seriously at the laptop screen. Sometimes, he stretched his shoulders and arms, to relieve the soreness from sitting in front of the laptop for too long.

"Irwan, let's have breakfast!" Joya shouted when breakfast was ready. Joya frowned when she didn't hear a response.

"No wonder you didn't listen," Joya grumbled. Dai walked over to her husband. "Irwan... let's have breakfast!" Joya invited.

Irwan looked up. "What?" he asked. Being too focused on his work, Irwan didn't hear his wife's invitation.

Joya sighed. She was also curious about what her husband was doing. Joya stepped up and sat next to her husband.