BEAUTIFUL REUNION IN TWO
14. You Comfort My Soul
Giving a gift suddenly to the Judge is a hasty step without careful calculation. The result, even made Hakimah keep his distance from him.
When returning from Jambi, Hakimah already did not want to be escorted to his boarding place. As well as everyday in the office, Hakimah is reluctant to be close to Tristan again outside of work.
Tristan took a long breath. He had taken a wrong step, very rashly. But he can understand the attitude of the Judge who keeps the distance because he is a man who has a family.
Hakimah is not a happy woman, who is as easy as it is to be attracted to men, especially men who have a family like her.
Judges are smart women, and smart women know what they want.
"Imah wants to have a smart husband like Tristan." Hakimah once said that to Tristan, and Tristan thought it was an opportunity for him.
Not because the Judge keeps his distance, then he will retreat to approach Hakimah. Even Tristan was getting excited.
Judah is different from Nadia. Nadia he easily conquered, in just one blink of an eye.
Hakimah is like a beautiful pearl stored on the seabed. It's not easy to take it. He had to dive deep into the bottom of the ocean, against the undersea currents, to find it. Finding the best requires a struggle.
Judges are not as pretty as Nadia. But Hakimah has the most beautiful side that Nadia does not have at all. The most beautiful side is what makes Tristan fall in love.
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"Why come? Tristan is inside" whispered Nadia frantically to Bimasena. A terrified expression clearly emanated from his face.
"I knew Tristan was inside" Bimasena replied calmly. Mengulum smiles anyway.
Maybe the earth has lost its oxygen because Nadia is not able to breathe anymore. Or is this what he called dying? where is the body preparing to stop?
That man would really make him die young.
"You don't have to be so tense as Nadia. I may not want to harm you" whispered Bimasena still with a smile. It was as if enjoying the panic and unease in Nadia's face.
"But Tristan is in Bima. Come home quickly. Please!" Nadia began to whine in a very slow hoarse voice, hoping for mercy from Bimasena who seemed to be enjoying her uneasiness greatly. The proof, Bimasena even engrossed in his own smiles.
"Bim, please go home before Tristan finishes eating!" Nadia's right hand began to push Bimasena's chest slowly with a face full of hope, if Bimasena obeyed his orders.
Pushing Bimasena's chest was a mistake Nadia made. Since his hands could sense one of the man's attractiveness, the chest was muscular. Confused for a moment his wits. His cheeks were flushed just like that under the fixed gaze of Bimasena.
Immediately he withdrew his hand despite something pushing for his hand to linger there. He hid his guilty right hand behind his body.
Bimasena laughed and watched her behavior.
"Nadia, I want to see Tristan" said Bimasena to reduce Nadia's anxiety.
"For what?" Unexpectedly, Nadia was even more afraid of being made. He had been thinking about why Bimasena suddenly wanted to meet Tristan.
"We have made a deal to play chess tonight" Bimasena replied calmly, with a gaze that continued to plunge into Nadia's heart.
Nadia finally took a deep breath to ease her panic. The panic made him lose his mind. Nadia then shook her head to gather her wits.
"Rubber?" Nadia asked once more.
Bimasena nodded steadily. "You don't fear me, Nadia. Trust me. I won't make you hard" whispered Bimasena.
Nadia finally nodded slowly. Then let Bimasena into the living room.
"Come in, please sit down."
Nadia immediately went inside.
"Outside there's Bimasena looking for you" he exclaimed at Tristan, who was having dinner.
Without waiting for Tristan Nadia's reply immediately went into the room and stood in front of the mirror.
Bimasena had already shocked him and he needed time to normalize himself.
After some time his cognitive function that had been scattered to function again. He came to his senses, only because of panic did he prejudice Bimasena. He became ashamed of himself. But her subconscious whispered, Bimasena wants to see you.
He then looked at his right hand. The new hand touched something that made his head think slightly distorted.
How does it feel to be leaning against that chest?
How does it feel to hide that face in the chest?
It feels very comfortable when....
Nadia immediately patted his head that was getting further distorted, to disperse all his foolish thoughts, for making him ashamed himself with his perverted imagination. He imagined that.ah already, too embarrassed to continue.
The door of the room opened and Tristan walked in to pick up his chessboard.
"Make coffee for me and Bimasena" Tristan orders him.
Get out and see Bimasena again? How hard it is to avoid this man.
Nadia was confused with herself. There is a part of me that always wants to meet Bimasena. But if Bimasena was nearby, even his heart was about to jump out. Very contradictory. His organs have failed to work properly together.
His hands trembled as he carried the tray out into the living room, where Tristan and Bimasena were playing chess, as he realized he was in the heat of Bimasena's gaze.
The more trembling it was when putting the cup on the guest table, the feeling that someone was watching his hand. And ups! an electric shock he felt when accidentally his hand came into contact with Bimasena's hand when putting the cup. Making Nadia reflexively pull her hand and look worriedly at Tristan.
He could breathe a sigh of relief as Tristan was concentrating on the chessboard. He then glanced at Bimasena who seemed to be holding back laughter because of the incident, with a fixed glance at the chessboard.
Nadia returned to the kitchen without allowing her guests to drink. He has forgotten. Forgetting everything when near Bimasena. Moreover, his hands could touch.
Nadia again observed her right hand, the hand that had always touched Bimasena. Either the hand is lucky or something.
But Tristan's cry blew his daydream.
He hurried to the living room.
"This coffee is too sweet, want to make me diabetic huh? you just don't know my taste. It's been years as a wife, making coffee has never been right" Tristan said.
Maybe if they were just the two of them, there would be no problem with the saying. But spoken in front of others, unkempt scratches the wound in Nadia's heart.
Moreover, Bimasena looked worriedly at him.
"Let me change." Nadia then took Tristan's cup. He was also about to take Bimasena's cup, but Bimasena prevented it.
"Not to Nadia. If it's my coffee, it's just the right taste. Your coffee is steady. Thank you, yes" said Bimasena smiling slightly at him.
Nadia had no idea what to flatter or what about Bimasena's praise. But his heart was already sliced. It could be that the coffee he made for Bimasena tastes just like the coffee for Tristan. Maybe Bimasena praised just to keep his feelings.
Unconsciously his eyes glazed over and he immediately went back inside to make a new coffee
From the dining room he could clearly hear the conversation of Tristan and Bimasena.
"Don't you like sweet?" the voice of Bimasena.
"I like the smart and the smart," Tristan's voice chuckled.
Nadia again bit her lip and held bitterly to hear Tristan's words from behind the wall.
"Do you have a new dream? (You have a new dream?)." Bimasena's voice was lowered but was still heard by Nadia.
Just a laugh from Tristan.
"Keep love for your wife in your heart! (Get love for your wife in your heart!). You're lucky in having found the perfect partner, to spend your life with (You're lucky, to have the perfect partner, to spend your life together)." Bimasena's voice was again heard by him.
Although Nadia's knowledge of English was minimal, she was still able to understand Bimasena's speech.
No response from Tristan. Just silence.
"One step in the wrong direction will cause you a thousand years of regret (One step in the wrong direction will give you a thousand years of regret)." Bimasena continued in a quiet voice.
Never been responded to by Tristan. Or maybe it doesn't sound like it.
"Supreme!" There was the sound of Tristan. Maybe he defeated Bimasena.
After bringing back a new coffee cup for Tristan, Nadia hurriedly walked into the room. Rethinking all the words of Bimasena to Tristan.
Did Bimasena know Tristan's attitude had always been that of him, so he issued such advice?
What does 'new dream' mean'?
Luckily Nadia did not understand the meaning of 'new dream' that. Because if he finds out, it will be a new wound for him.
He laid his body on the bed trying to forget the words of Tristan in front of Bimasena that had embarrassed him.
The sound of an incoming message makes it reach for the phone immediately, open the app and read it.
He smiled to see who the sender was. First message for him.
Bimasene:
I don't know why I feel comfortable being in close proximity to you, even though you choose to hide in the room. You know I came to this house, just to see you?
Like drops of dew in the morning, the message provided the coolness of the soul that Tristan had just wounded. Nadia continued to read the message over and over again with a big smile. He felt that there were flowers blooming in the garden of his heart, adorning his soul.
One more message from Bimasena.
Bimasene:
You don't have to be overwhelmed by what I said yesterday in front of the toilet. If you are still in doubt, let time be answered. Rest Nadia. I'm taking care of you from out here.
Ah Bimasena, you comfort my soul.
A perfect smile on his face.
Unknowingly Nadia hummed.
The birds sing too
Flowers are smiling too
Seeing you entertain my heart
My heart is blooming again
Entertained symphony
My life must be happy
(Beautiful symphony, sung by Once)
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