Boyfriend Lies

BC 16 | Rooms Cost (1)

Move room version desperate. Deliberately do not bring the family as during the survey yesterday because you want to spend time alone at the last minute. It was lucky that both of his parents believed in me. There was no need to convene and make up excuses, both of them then gave us permission to go to Cisarua.

Driving in the father's car, we pierced through the thick fog while holding hands. Sometimes they look at each other and smile. I need to seize the moment. It could be, tomorrow we will not get this pleasure because we have to go through the long distance courtship phase between districts.

"Slow down, Brother."

Not stopping I reminded Bagas, if the gas pedal is stepped on a little tighter. Instead of buying time, I was just horrified. Highland traffic at six in the morning is not playing dark. Fog, cold, empty streets, and slippery here is most suitable for us who do not have a SIM. Of course the goal is because they want to avoid chasing the police fathers.

We arrived at the Indekos building. There was an event to unlock and slide the gate first because the residents who have settled are sure to still sleep. Bagas' brother parked the car in Rifal Kos's courtyard. He still took the time to open the door for me. Still in kangen-kenan mode, we walked hand in hand, then stopped behind the car. The luggage door opened, revealing a row of backpacks that Mother Esther had deliberately prepared for us to carry.

"Which one did you bring?" I was hoping to be given a backpack that was not too full.

Bagas who was always sensitive to any conditions then gave me a laptop bag. "Here, aja, the rest wait for brother in the room."

Intentions to want to carry a lightweight backpack instead given a tote bag. Obviously I'm not good and I don't accept the truth.

"What is this?" The index finger leads to a backpack full of cargo.

"Schoolbooks. Weight, Honey. Bring a laptop bag, please." He has made the final decision.

"Good time bring a laptop, doang. If you bring this, how about it?" point me at the other backpack.

"If it's not wrong it's tableware, deh."

Feeling that I have got the appropriate item, my smile expands completely. "Guet bring this too, yeah."

Moving goods begins. We entered the still quiet room carrying two backpacks and a laptop bag first. Bagas again asked me to stay in his room, begging me not to bring luggage because the remaining backpack was full of cargo.

Not wanting any quarrels on our last day together, I chose to give up and sit sweetly by the bed. However, it was not Dara Dwiana who could just stay silent. Sitting position like this led me to see clearly the condition of the room that will be occupied by Kak Bagas.

This index room is said to be included in the type B area. Has an area of approximately 4x3 meters. Already got a mattress, closet, TV table, and dispenser. The reason Kak Bagas chose this room is because it is free of rules, far from the married room that has children, equipped with private toilets and hot water taps, also the free WI-FI access. For a moment I thought of the free enjoyment of the old man here. Ah, just imagining it makes me want to quickly sit in XI class, so that I get a PKL turn.

The two backpacks left in the car have been moved to the room. Step slowly, Bagas closed and locked the door of the room so as not to disturb other young residents.

"Well!" That heavy gust of breath was heard along with Kak Bagas who was sitting on the floor of the room.

"Capek, huh?" I said while rubbing her hair full of tenderness.

He who looked ease also ended up leaning his head beside the bed. My smile suddenly floated with a crazy thought that suddenly came. I can act like a honeymoon newlywed. Not wanting to be mistaken for flirting, my hand that gently stroked the top of his head was stopped temporarily.

"Sister," called me while poking her shoulder.

Bagas did not speak. He just looked up his head while smiling at me.

"The door to his room was opened, aja, deh."

"Fear of anything, huh?" guess it while laughing without a sound.

"No, that's it," I argued steadily. "Adek believes Brother will not do anything, but not delicious, aja, same next door neighbor. They're afraid they're not thinking."

"Quiet, just." He moved to hold my arm tightly. "They are just like us. Someone's even roomed with his girlfriend."

Lah, he was following people. Alright. For a while, I'll leave the door of this room closed. Rest assured, heck, Brother Bagas who incidentally loves my parents and myself could not dare to act further.

"Sister?" call me because he's quiet again. Must be tired after carrying two backpacks as big as gaban.

"Hm?"

"Well, how will you eat?" As I recall this index is not facilitated with a soup kitchen.

"Yesterday, ma'am Maria told me there's a soup kitchen here."

"Eh, huh? Ada, so?" Why am I the only one who doesn't remember?

"There, but I don't know which side. Wh why? Adek hungry?"

"Ah, gauntlet." He suddenly got up making me spontaneously move away from the body.

"Gosh, Honey. My sister will not eat you. Why are you so wary, then?"

I chuckled and was confused in giving excuses.

"Thank her feet" asked Bagas suddenly.

"Eh, what are you doing?" I said. Panic mode ON.

"You're sleeping" he replied casually.

"Sleep here?" I pointed to the mattress that had become a sweet sitting area.

"Yes, both times are the same Adek. Put your feet up, honey. It's, right, a sliding mattress."

"Huh?" Flinched not playing. Maddened. Why can I forget? Mattress in the room Kak Bagas, right, the shape of a sliding mattress that can be slept two humans. Gosh darn. Caught, my mind is not okay.

Depressing the sense of hesitation, my feet tried to lift even though they were reluctant. Justification to launch the action according to speech, Kak Bagas directly pulled the bottom mattress. As much as possible my hand blocked his arm, holding Kak Bagas' body so as not to lie down now.

"Why?" tanyanya confusion.

"So don't bring bed linen, do you? Dirty, you know, brother. This room, right, was once occupied by someone else."

He was silent for a long time until he finally gave me an answer. "I guess, I love bed linen."

"OK, which backpack? Let's get the lookout." I walked closer to the backpack that was lying in the corner of the room. Rushed open one of the backpacks that he said contained a change of clothes. Justright. Bu Esther does supply a set of bed linen because she knows the indexes do not provide it.

"Can the pair?" asked Kak Bagas while giving me access to pair the bed.

"Can, dong."

Not until five minutes, the black plaid motif bedding is neatly installed on both mattresses. The intention of Kak Bagas who was initially restrained was then launched again by him. He threw himself down, directly tilting the position so faced me who was sitting on the bedroom tile.

"Do you want to sleep?"

Whether it's a pleasant question or a real offer, but my answer is the same, which is to shake my head.

"So you can get permission to sleep? Wake up at three in the morning because I'm so noisy."

I'm allowing. It's not wrong that he's exhausted. Already had to pack up, pick up a girlfriend to the house, and not to mention she had to drive an hour. It is natural that from now on he tried to resist sleepiness for the sake of our safety to get here.

My hand was drawn again giving her a gentle caress, Brother Bagas who felt that reopened his eyes, then gave me a full smile. "Borrow his hand."

"Whose hand?" I flapped both hands.

Bagas did not answer. He just pulled one side of my hand, then kissed it gently. "Become, I love you."

For a moment I was confused. Maddened. He rarely said that. It is said to almost never state it, but once said .. melted Dara's entire defense.

"Silver .. don't want LDR," he said suddenly. Without giving me a look, he rubbed the back of my hand that was still in my grasp. "If you can. Yes, if possible, the owner is here with Adek."

Reminded of LDR, the flowers that originally bloomed in the recesses of the heart so withered back. If he had known, I would have been as devastated as he was by this three-month separation.

"Adek knew this was my sister's first experience in the love-love world. There is a fear in itself, that is. Fear of not being able to give the best to Adek."

Just get sadder. I could not speak for fear of tears breaking. Brother Bagas who realized that then squeezed my hand. "It's sad" he said.

"Well, I'll keep talking about this. It's getting heavy again" I complained.

"Yes, yes, sorry. Don't be sad, yeah. Last day, we should have fun anyway."

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