(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile
Section 7
In an apartment room, a young man was lying staring at a ceiling that had looked gloomy since his arrival. There is no color, let alone the sound of singing that seduces. Only the inner voice often names his silence.
He smiled, remembering the girl he knew this afternoon. Accidental meeting at the drugstore, made him always imagined on that simple level. Without a smile, and looks like a lot of trouble.
"It turns out your name is Cempaka. Honey, you're my master's wife. If not, then I will marry you. I seem to be in love at first sight, but baby just one hand." He pricks, let him love in silence. Admiring without having to express, it was important that every day he would always see a smile on that simple face.
Arjuna clenched, rolling to the side while imagining Cempaka who was in the deck. His lips smiled, his eyes closed. Let him embrace the girl only in wishful thinking and dreams. Imagining her smile and the warmth of her attitude, she was getting drunk on love.
Elsewhere, the Baron coolly laughed at the gambling table. The rupiah coffers he got from Eva, satisfied the man in carrying out his hobby. That is, playing at the gambling table and drinking liquor.
"Come, plug! Tonight I'm sure I'll win!" baron said, chugging a drink in a bottle.
"I heard that the Baron sold his son to a rich man." Someone patted Baron on the shoulder making him unhappy.
He who lost half his consciousness because of drunkenness, then angry and slammed the bottle in his hand until it was scattered. His ears were raised, pointing at the man who had spoken. Gripping firmly at the collar of his clothes, cornered that smaller body.
"So your mouth! Or I'm torn until you can no longer talk. I don't sell them, I just want to help those who want to have children. They were begging me to marry Cempaka. Don't you just talk!" snapped Baron, both of his eyes blocked sharply and bright red.
Clearly he was angry, however Cempaka was his son. The news of a father selling his daughter to a rich man sounds very cruel to Baron's ears, and he certainly can't accept even admitting it in his heart. He has signed a contract to buy and sell Cempaka uterus.
"Wow! Relax! I don't know about that. The news I heard was like that, but after hearing it directly from you .. I'm sorry," he relented to quell Baron's anger.
The violent man's hand went down violently, scooping money on the table he had placed to play gambling and left the illegal activities. Merely because it was already upset and emotional so the mood to play it was lost.
"Hey, Baron! Don't upset. We continue playing, responsibility," a friend chased Baron's step.
However, the man did not care at all, continued to walk further and further away and was lost in the darkness. A little bit of regret is at heart when you remember all your children. The baron turned towards an empty land near his house. The land contained two mounds of land became the final resting place for the two twins.
He stood among them, looking on sadly. Really, he didn't want any of that to happen either. But what to say? Circumstances that forced him to commit such a cruel act.
There was nothing the Baron did, just keep standing looking at the two mounds. Next, go and return to the house that is now silent from the voices of the three babbling.
****
In the mansion, Cempaka was still asleep. The tiredness he felt, made him sleep without knowing the time. He looked up, opened his eyes and sat down, stretching out both hands.
"It's safe to sleep here. It was like a dream to sleep in a comfortable place like this." He smiled, rubbing the blanket that felt soft and smooth.
Cempaka went down, startled by something else. He was stunned, seeing the food was already available on the nightstand. Be careful Cempaka opened the hood of serving, and sparkled to see the menu served. Without cleaning himself first, and the stomach was already rumbling, Cempaka devoured the food greedily.
"What's that way of eating you! You don't even clean yourself before you touch the food. It's disgusting!" hardik Caesar's voice so stung Cempaka's heart.
Uhuk-uhuk!
He choked, banging his chest which suddenly narrowed. Caesar clucked in annoyance, then turned around and left. Cempaka stared intently at the back, but the pain shifted all his emotions.
Damnit damnit! Since he was the one who spoke out suddenly, I choked. Bemoan.
****
The sound of splashing water in the bathroom formed a smile on the lips of the man who was sitting waiting on the edge of the bed. Many times his eyes glanced at the bathroom, impatiently waiting for the woman inside there.
He clucked, then stood up and approached the bathroom door. Tapping him quietly, asking to be allowed in.
"Look in, baby. I was still a long time ago," said from within forming a smile on the man's lips. He opened the door and took off one by one his clothes.
The trembling hand called out to him, flashing seducing eyes. Smiled the man, not even ashamed to not dress in front of him. They hug each other, cuddle, and incise a touch that awakens the prison.
"Darling, shouldn't you start sleeping with her? So that we can immediately get children," said Eva did not relax the decapitation.
Surely he was not willing, but for the sake of being recognized as a daughter-in-law in Arya's house, he had to let Caesar sleep with another woman.
"Nobody makes me taste better than you, baby. Maybe later, when you've satisfied me. I'll go see him just to sow seeds. Now, let me enjoy my wife" Caesar said in a raucous voice.
He took a sip of her shoulder skin, making Eva moan and grimace. Caesar carries the body of the wife continues the game on the bed.
In his room, Cempaka looked annoyed at the rice on the plate. His appetite had simply vanished since the man had snapped at him. No longer tasteful, he moved while carrying the plate to the kitchen.
However, the hurriedly impressed step, was immediately stopped by the strange sounds that caught his ears. Curious, Cempaka settles near the main room. Stick the ear to hear more clearly the sound of two people who are tired.
"What are they doing? Can I take a peek at him?" He whispered to himself, venturing out a peek from the keyhole. Although faint, what he saw managed to make Cempaka's heart shake.
His legs and hands trembled, distancing themselves immediately. A large sweat of corn kernels sprung up, seeping until wet the shirt he wore.
"Miss! What are you doing there?" reprimand Yudi, turning Cempaka's head from the door on his figure.
His lips twitched, but he was unable to speak. Yudi sighed, stepping closer to the girl. Help him to walk away from the main hallway that can not be visited by just anyone.
"Forget what you see and what you hear. The consequences of gossiping about the entire house are enormous. Mari! Let me bring the plate. You should be quick to clean yourself because you do not like something that is not clean" said Yudi while taking a plate in the hands of Cempaka.
The man went down the stairs to deliver the dishes Cempaka used to eat to the kitchen. While the girl, still dumbstruck when remembering what she saw earlier.
What were they doing just now? A kiss? Is it maybe that brutal? Oh, myGod! I can't imagine it.
His heart murmured in horror, shuddering in fear. He turned and brought himself back to the room. Leaning back on the door leaf, while taking a long breath.
Recalling Yudi's words about Caesar's dislike, Cempaka kissed his own body. A slight sour smell rippled from behind the armpits. He grimaced, no one could stand to get close to him.
Cempaka rushed into the bathroom, undressed and soaked in the bathtub with a sprinkling of foam. He fell asleep, soaking longer is not a problem for him. No one is waiting.
"Fresh, and makes me feel comfortable. Muscles and joints feel loosened." He muttered, continuing to enjoy the warmth of the water that touched the skin.
Long enough Cempaka was in the bathroom, making a jittery man who entered his room a few seconds ago. The sound of water is no longer heard, Cempaka wrapped a towel around his head and body.
Skin that was originally dull and dusty, now looks cleaner. So did his haggard face, looking more natural fresh. Simple beauty without makeup polish or the like.
"Hhmm .. try no acne, it must be good for your face, Campaka," he murmured in the mirror image.
He turned around and exited the bathroom without regard to the state of the room. Keep walking past the man who was staring at him wildly.
"What the hell you've been bathing for!"
"Grand-mom!"
