(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile

Section 24

Cempaka stared at the food in his hand with sparkling eyes. Repeatedly gulps of saliva that keeps gathering on that tongue because it is tempted. One mouthful, he shut up and felt.

"Mmm .. Why is this food so delicious? It's the most delicious food I've ever eaten" he exclaimed cheerfully. Continued the second bribe, he still praised, even more exaggerated.

Whether consciously or not, the man beside him was smilingly staring.

What is this feeling? Just seeing her smile and enjoying such a meal, my heart was also happy. This didn't happen while I was with Eva.

Caesar's heart murmured, not understanding his own feelings. I don't know what to interpret, he doesn't know.

"God!" Caesar cleared his throat hoping Cempaka would realize his whereabouts.

The woman's hand hung in front of her mouth, turned her head and smiled shyly.

"Tu-sir, you're not eating?" her tanya was nervous, there was a bad taste that suddenly invaded her heart.

"I want that. Give that to me?" caesar opened his mouth wide.

Cempaka glanced at the food in his hand, he grimaced. Hunger forgets him at Caesar's whereabouts.

"But this is dirty, sir? Let's just use a spoon," said Cempaka not tasty.

The food he was about to eat, was grabbed by Caesar quickly. Without any disgust, the man even chewed on it voraciously.

"I don't want to use a spoon. Just put your hands on me and bribe me." He ruled after swallowing the food he had taken from Cempaka.

The woman was astonished, staring in disbelief at her empty hand. Cempaka took a sip of saliva, feeling strange with the attitude of the master who was usually cold and gluttonous.

"Why are you silent? Come on, bribe me! I'm so hungry." Caesar's voice jolts Cempaka's daydream.

He was nervous and hesitant about whether he should do that.

"Is it okay to use my hands, sir? What if you have an allergy to a little person like me? I don't have anything in exchange for damages." Cempaka still asked doubtfully. It felt like the current him before was not the Caesar he knew.

"Hurry now! What are you waiting for?" Didn't answer that question because Caesar's heart was honestly painless. Allergic to small people? If so, it has been since the first time he slept with her maybe he will experience symptoms.

"Eh. I-yes, sir." Cempaka took the food by hand and fed it to Caesar's mouth.

Just now he saw the man so enjoying his meal like yesterday when he was cooking. Caesar was closed, even his lips forming a smile.

Like being fed to mom. I miss mother's hand, and you're able to give her.

His mind murmured, lowering its gaze to look at the downcast Cempaka dodging away.

"Again. Don't daydream."

Seeing Caesar eating voraciously, Cempaka smiled silently. The man looked spoiled, normal like a man normally would. Want to be loved, cared for, treated like a special person.

"Drink, sir." Cempaka gave her a drink after the food ran out. He could only gulp his saliva to endure the hunger that was still whipping.

"Why don't you eat?" Caesar's forehead frowned to find Cempaka staring blankly at the empty plate in hand.

"You've spent it, sir. I still want to eat once." Cempaka rubbed his stomach which still felt sore.

Don't know what to do, seduce him he's not good. In the end call Arjuna to buy another portion for him.

"I'm sorry. Eat it, I promise you this." Caesar received food from Arjuna and gave it to Cempaka.

The woman smiled, ate without eating, knowing that Caesar was beside her. The man did not blink at all, paying attention to the way Cempaka ate.

"Mmc ... Sir, you still want to? I don't think I'd be able to eat this myself. It's too much." Cempaka stared at the weight of the food in his hands.

"What can? I'm not hungry, but seeing you eat I want to eat again."

Cempaka smiled and nodded slowly. He fed Caesar again, this time not forgetting to also feed the food to his own mouth.

Elsewhere, Eva is having a party at the home of one of her friends. A group of middle-aged women who feel lonely because their husbands are so busy working.

He was enjoying a red drink on his hand when his phone rang. Eva's eyes widened to read the name of the Caller.

"I'll excuse you for a minute." Eva moved on and out, dodging the crowd. In front of his father-in-law he was a good son-in-law, obedient and not fond of fun.

"Ha-hello, Dad. What was? I'm outside right now" Eva said as she raised the call.

"To Dad's house now, there's something I need to talk to you about. Take Caesar, you two should come." A command that cannot be refused.

Eva's face paled, if the old man had called his discussion would not be far from the issue of heredity.

"Ba-well, Dad." Eva closed the connection, hurriedly saying goodbye to all the friends to go to the father-in-law's house.

He contacted Caesar, but the man did not immediately pick him up.

"Come, Caesar. Lift it! What are you really doing?" He cursed in annoyance, clucking full of emotion.

While in his place, Caesar so enjoyed the togetherness with Cempaka. Don't want to end quickly and always want to be together.

"Sir, there's dirt on your cheek." Cempaka pointed to the side of his right lip telling Caesar the food was stuck there.

"You can get it!" He handed the tissue to Cempaka asking him to clean.

"Sorry, Sir." Cempaka received and cleaned the dirt. Caesar deliberately brought his face closer to kiss Cempaka. But ....

"Master, your phone is ringing." Cempaka's shrill voice stopped the man's face.

He glanced at the cell phone in his pocket, moving away in annoyance. Look who's calling. Clucked upset because his romantic moment was disturbed Eva. Cempaka turned to hide the red hue on the cheek.

"Yes, what's wrong?" asked Caesar coldly.

However, Eva does not care, she still tells Caesar about the invitation to her father's house. Caesar dropped his head on the back of the chair, lazy to go to the house of the old man who had absolutely no peace for him.

"Sir, what's wrong? Is there a problem?" ask Cempaka carefully.

Caesar glanced without moving, the winkling of the woman's eyes was very tempting to his faith.

"I have to go to Dad's house. I'll take you home, rest at home and don't go anywhere." Caesar ruled, Cempaka nodded without refusing.

He asks Arjuna to run his car, pensive along the way thinking of being with Cempaka.

"I want to eat something tonight, but I want home cooking. Can you cook for me?" Caesar's voice rang out, many times the request was rejected by Eva for various reasons.

"What do you want me to cook?" tanya Cempaka did not mind at all.

The man turned his head, looking at the old simple face that today looked beautiful in his eyes.

"Simple food only. I want roast chicken. Can you make it for me tonight? I'll eat at home." The sad face made Cempaka's heart could not bear to see it.

He smiled and nodded small. "Make sure you don't come home late, sir." His smile grew even more fluffy, comforting Caesar's fragile heart.

"May I lean here?" He pointed at Cempaka's shoulder. Without waiting for an answer, drop your head there. Grasping Cempaka's hand, closed enjoying the touch.

Cempaka blushed, turning to the timid window.