Bloody Bond

Chapter 4

The roar of the car engine distracts both of them. Bejo and Fahri have arrived. They rushed busy bringing down the corn. It was placed on a terrace not far from Mother and Syafa.

"It smells great, it looks good. Eat disik yo!" bargain Bejo after dropping half the goods. Without permission or hesitation, Bejo has filled his plate with rice and side dishes.

"Mbuk yo wash your hands first, Kang," said Syafa who was immediately responded with a grin.

"Wear the spoon, Fa!" rebut Bejo.

Fahri shook his head while continuing to work.

"Eat disik to, Ngger!" special Mother's advice for Fahri. The workaholic boy was indeed incomparable in his spirit.

"Norga, Sibu. Just a few more." Bejo has put a spoonful of food up to the straw here and there. Where can he go. Syafa felt full just seeing how to eat Bejo.

"How many days have you found rice, Jo?" Kelakar Mom.

"A hundred minutes ago, Mom!"

"Not counting per second, Kang?" Just a thumbs up Bejo. Her throat was like a difficulty swallowing to the point that Mother had to intervene pouring a glass of water for her. Yeah! Direct toilet.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wa barokatuh." As he was talking, a middle-aged woman came across the papah by a handsome young man.

"Greetings waalaikum!" Answer in unison almost simultaneously. Fahri who has finished with his work resigned to retreat to clean up.

"Alhamdulillah, after a long time this my Mbakyu visit also in the end." I was excited to welcome his old friend.

"Well, this is how it is if age is no longer young." Answer Ms. Zaenab. She is the older sister of Haji Ali. After a long time I could not walk because of the fall. Now limped in the fence of Mother's house.

Mother and Lady Zaenab shook hands then followed by Syafa.

"Lha, who is this? I'm pangling?" ask Mother. Syafa looks wrong.

'Cock! Why is he here?'

"Did you forget? He's Dunka Satya my son who went to study out of town."

A smile as bright as the sun rose uncontrollably. Dunka extended his hand to Sibu, but his eyes still glanced at Syafa.

"Whoa! Who used to get the scholarship to ..achieving children that we are proud of. Own, Ngger. You're a real handsome guy now. Not expecting if you used to be a dirty village boy. Now it's turning into a European bule."

"Bulepot!" Syafa immediately shut his uncivilized mouth. His gaze met a look with Dunka who instead threw a kiss far away. Automatic Syafa's eyes bulged.

"Hush! Don't like that shit. Understandably young people are often original when talking." Pinching Syafa's arm. The mother's eyes glared sharply then moved in rhythm with the commanding head movement. As a signal to let Syafa apologize. Syafa also turned the lazy eyeball as a sign of unwillingness.

"Ndak papa, Ma'am yu. His name is also children. They were still funny like before. I haven't seen you in a long time." Zaenab. "Syafa is also a smart student, Dunka. The achievement is incredible. He was also often champion on various race occasions."

'Can he not see me so sharp. Uh! Why is this heart not because when looking at him.' Shafa chose to bow.

"Son Dunka must still remember me, right?"

"of course! In fact I often miss your sweet brown sugar corn." Without taking a look. Though his ears hear carefully what Sibu alias Maya says.

"Eh, I haven't let you in since. Let's." Let's."

Syafa glanced at Bejo who seemed to be troubled to clean up the rest of their food. Shafa almost stepped away if Zaenab's hand didn't touch his arm.

"Syafa looks more beautiful if from a close distance like this. I often see it when I pass by. But can only say hello from the terrace."

"Lha. who was her mother." Shafa wanted to sink to earth rather than see the passing of his mother. Even the style of the centile belongs to who the mother imitates.

"Yes! Yep! I don't deny that. But it seems your charm has worn off. Because I'm following your son." Zaenab.

"Already! Don't say much. Let's sit down soon. You're afraid your boyok is coming back. Sibu laughed even more when Zaenab looked at him cynically.

Boyok is another name for the lower pelvis.

They sit together. Only Syafa went to the kitchen to prepare a drink and immediately returned to serve guests.

"Kang, the food just put it on the dining table. Fahri has not eaten. Sibu too." Bejo complied and put the remaining food on the dining table.

"I'm so happy, Fa. Tell your sister that I'll wait in a normal place tonight. "

"Okay, Kang." Bejo disappeared behind the kitchen door. Shafa makes drinks again.

When finished Syafa hurriedly presented.

"Thank you."

"Please stay warm at the show."

"By the way, what wind brought you here? Not usually you know.you take the time to visit this." Zaenab seemed reluctant to answer. Glanced at Dunka a few times with an agitated face.

'It seems that there is a secret that Bu Zaenab wants to tell.' Inner Shafa.

"I want to borrow a bathroom for a minute. Can you help me and show me where the bathroom is?"

'I'm afraid to steal listen. You weird guy.'

What's weird is that you're Syafa. Want someone to discuss secrets and even want to nguping. Fucking kepo.

"There's the bathroom!" Pointing to a closed space that still sounds flowing water. "It looks like my brother is still taking a shower. It'll be over soon. So. wait a minute."

"Along is okay. I don't actually want to pee. It's just like our parents don't want to be disturbed."

"Sokot know."

"Infident to know." Dunka's style is annoying.

Shafa will pass. But his hand was cut off by Dunka.

"Have you forgotten who I am?" Syafa stops when Dunka asks about him.

"No, but a little faint. You've changed beyond what I thought."

She took off Shafa's arm, but his body slashed. Make Syafa reflect slowly backwards.

"What do you think I'm like?"

'what does this guy mean? So strange.'

"What do you want?" As the distance between the two becomes less distant. The wooden walls made Syafa no longer able to dodge. Even Dunka's two hands deliberately restricted Shafa's movements.

"I want you. I've been wandering around for so long just to come back someday to make you my wife?" The two gazes meet. The heart is racing uncontrollably. Speechless syafa. His watered-down brain suddenly clogged. His eyes flickered like decorative lights. Dunka laughed but his body remained at the beginning.

"Why? Hmmh? Be surprised? Or maybe not believe it? But that's the truth. I came back after all this time just for you. I've kept this feeling alive ever since we played together as kids."

Without both of them knowing if Fahri has finished bathing.

Fahri was quite surprised by the romantic scene that was immediately plastered when he opened the bathroom door. So surprised he no longer thinks long.

"Please!" Pulling Dunka's back collar and hoisting the raw bogeman until Dunka took a few steps back.

"What did you do to my sister." Fahri stands between Syafa and Dunka. Shafa tried to rise from the shock. Dunka rubbed the corners of her bruised lips. There was a red stain on his thumb. Pantesan alone feels sick.

Shafa grimaced in a state of panic.

"Sister! Don't hit again. Okay fine! Don't hit."

Bughhhh

Be late. Dunka staggered against the kitchen door.

"Don't hit him brother."

Somehow Fahri got out of control when Syafa actually impressed defending other men than himself.

Bugh

Bugh.

"Sister, don't do this. I don't want Sibu to scold you later."

His clenched hand hung in the air. Suddenly, Fahri's lips smiled.

"You forgive me."

To be continued