Bloody Heart

Misunderstand

"Sela, are you serious about your words? Or am I dreaming?" hans asked who still looked like a confused person.

"No Hans, you're not dreaming. I'm here, I really love you Hans. Please, don't do anything silly like that again. I'm so scared, Hans! Hix... Hicks."

Sela again shed her tears in front of Hans. He also grasped the two hands and kissed them with tears.

"I'm sorry Sela, don't cry anymore!"

Hans wiped away the tears still falling on Sela's cheek. She pulled Sela's body into her lap and placed her pretty girl's head right on her chest.

Hans stroked the woman's hair gently. Sometimes he kissed Sela's head lovingly.

"I promise I won't drink again. This is the first and last time!" hans said as he leaned his back against the head of the bed.

For a moment, they both looked so happy. Hans let his lips stick to Sela's head while continuing to caress her hair.

Sela no longer had the slightest awkwardness in her man's arms. She wrapped her hands over Hans' stomach and placed her lips just below the bare-chested man's armpits.

"Hans, you've done it, haven't you?" sela asked, raising her head.

"That's fine, thanks for coming with me!" hans said as he looked deeply into Sela's face.

"I want to go back to my room. You're okay, am I living alone?" sela asked as she touched Hans' cheek with her left hand.

"Don't go, stay here!" pinta Hans tightened her arms.

"I can't linger here, Hans. We have no relationship. I'm afraid if your Papa and Om Alvin come home, they'll misunderstand us!" said Sela with a face full of worry.

"Let them see us like this. At best, they will marry us soon!" hans said casually.

"That's what you want!" sahut Sela as she blurted her lips.

"Aren't you going to marry me?" hans asked as he frowned.

Sela removed her hand from Hans' body. He began to rise from the bed and stand beside the bed.

Sela helped Hans to improve his sleeping position and re-enveloped his body with a blanket.

"Sleep, we'll talk again tomorrow!" said Sela as she kissed Hans' cheek gently.

"But I want to sleep with you, Sela!" hans with a demanding look.

"We'll definitely sleep together, but not today!" said Sela, smiling and pinching Hans' nose to redden.

Sela then ran towards the door and waved her hand while looking at Hans. He also moved his lips and smiled spoiledly.

"Good night, beautiful dream!" said Sela who began to disappear from Hans' sight.

*****

In the morning, Sela woke up early and rushed to help Auntie prepare breakfast in the kitchen.

Not long after, Alvin and Lukman came out of the room. They sat at the dining table while staring at Sela who was still busy with her work.

"Sela, where's Hans?" lukman asked with a look to find out.

"Maybe it's still in his room. Sela hasn't seen Hans since!" said Sela while staring at the dining table.

Hearing Sela's reply, Lukman immediately glanced at Alvin while frowning. Likewise with Alvin who immediately opened his eyes wide.

"Lukman, it looks like your eyes are in trouble. Better check with the doctor, than getting worse!" alvin said in a tone that sounded a little slow.

"Don't you hear Sela's words just now? Sela hasn't seen Hans since, which means the two of them didn't sleep together last night!" alvin came to a conclusion.

"But I saw it clearly, Alvin. Sela sat on the floor holding Hans' hand!" sahut Lukman was so sure of his vision.

"Did you see Sela's face clearly?" alvin asked who was starting to feel a little suspicious.

"It's not clear, because at that time he was turning his back to the door!" suhut Lukman scratched the back of his head.

"That's right, it's suspect then. If Sela doesn't sleep in Hans's room, then Hans has already brought another woman into this apartment!" alvin said with a slightly strange look.

Hearing Alvin's words, Lukman's gaze turned frightening. He hurried up from his seat and stepped towards Hans's room.

"Braaac"

Lukman pushed the door violently, which surprised Hans instead of playing.

"What's up, Pa?" hans asked who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Fucking kid! Where's the woman?" lukman said with a very high voice.

"What does Papa mean? Whose woman?" hans asked who looked so confused.

"If you don't want to marry Sela, it doesn't matter. But, don't try to play dirty behind Papa!" snapped Lukman who increasingly ignited emotions.

Hearing the commotion in Hans' room, Alvin rushed after Lukman for fear of unwanted things.

"What's going on, Lukman? Why are you scolding Hans?" alvin's full of question marks.

Lukman swung his foot towards the door. He left Hans' room and sat down on the living room sofa. His face looked so full of annoyance.

Meanwhile, Alvin drew closer to Hans and stared at him intensely.

"What's going on, Hans?" alvin asked with a look to find out.

"Hans doesn't know either, Om. Suddenly, Papa asked about a woman, whose woman? Hans doesn't understand either!" hans ruffled his hair.

"Did you bring a woman to this room last night?" alvin asked, who was also curious.

"No, Hans never brought any woman into this apartment!" hans with his image.

"If you didn't bring a woman, then who slept with you last night?" alvin asked with a gaze demanding an explanation.

"Oh, that. Um don't be mad, Hans can explain!" hans said as he stepped onto the sofa.

Hans bent his legs and sat down on the sofa. Alvin, too, wanted to hear the man's explanation.

Hans started telling Alvin everything from A to Z, with nothing covered up. Hans also said that he and Sela had made up.

After hearing the explanation from Hans, Alvin came out with a face that looked so happy. Alvin rushed over to Lukman who was still silent in the living room.

"Oh, don't think about it. This is all a misunderstanding!" alvin said while patting Lukman's shoulder from behind.

"What's wrong?" ketus Lukman was still upset with his son.

"Your son explained it, that woman is Sela. They also do nothing. Sela was only helping Hans who came home unconscious!" alvin explained to Lukman.

"really? I think the kid's already starting to change!" sahut Lukman smiled with relief.

Lukman took a breath and threw it away slowly. The middle-aged man smiled again and leaned his back on the back of the sofa.