But not Me

One afternoon when it rained

"WHAT?!" shout Dara.

The woman's eyes widened perfectly, she was shocked by her sister's confession claiming that the baby in Kamila's birth could have been her flesh and blood, and if that were true, she said, doesn't that mean the boy is his nephew? Akh, why is being runyam like this the problem, thought Dara.

"Ssttttsss,, do not be hard, sis, then Bagas sir hear," hissed Yoga half whispered as he put his index finger in front of his own mouth, and he said, do not forget his eyes that were busy glancing towards the door of Dara's room, for fear that Bagas suddenly came or was stealing their speech secretly.

"Why could that be? Sis yoga and Kamila are dating secretly?" spontaneously and automatically Dara also shrank her voice and whispered, for some reason she also became afraid if it came to be known by her husband.

What would you try, if Bagas knew that the baby Kamila recognized as her child was the child of her own sister-in-law, Dara really could not imagine, other than fear, but, she would be very embarrassed if it was known by Bagas, what would be said to her husband, while in this case she could not defend one of the parties, she could not choose between her brother and her husband, although in this case Yoga was wrong.

"Kamila and I weren't dating, it was just that time I saved her from her father who was going to sell her to an old businessman, we came home to Anyer's beach, and there--"

The eyes of Yoga glare far away, recalling the events of the day,

*Flash back

As the rain suddenly descended with a rush, Yoga decided to open a room in one of the modest inns in the area, he still has a lot of money giving Bagas which he said to hold his sister-in-law so that Yoga does not make it difficult for Dara later.

"Hujannya looks like it will be a long time, take, so we just wait here until the rain subsides, besides we can not go home through the rain like this by riding a motorcycle, I do not want to later mbak Kamila sick." kata Yoga's.

Without thinking long and strange thoughts, Kamila agreed, after all true what Yoga said, he would not be wise if he had to go home wet , the journey from their place to home was quite far away, it was impossible to keep forcing home.

"Mom, can I ask you a question?" yoga opened the conversation while they were sitting in their rented room enjoying the coffee he had just made that was provided in the inn.

Kamila nodded slowly while sticking her palms together on the surface of the mug to look for warmth, the rain that was quite heavy made the temperature come down and became very cold.

"I'm sorry, I noticed that between Kamila and Mr. Bagas like I've never said hello, and I've never been seen together, if I may know, do you guys have a problem?"

"What business do you want to know about my problem? Is your life short of problems?" ketus Kamila, he looks dislike when Yoga questions his personal problems with Bagas, especially he is the older sister of the woman who is very hated, he said, it could be that he would laugh at himself if until he was provoked to tell about Bagas who had divorced him and the only reason he was still living in that house was only because of Bagas' mercy on him who was divorced begging to drop her pride in front of her ex-husband to allow her to stay.

"Bu-not that I mean, ma'am. It's just, I was surprised by Mr. Bagas, in his wife's state like this did he not feel worried," nervous Yoga felt bad because it seemed like the woman before him was offended by her question.

"Bagas a man who is very considerate and loves me very much, first. Yeah, well, before your sister came along and destroyed everything, your little sister snatched her away from me, grabbed her attention, unfortunately, so I was sidelined." Kamila's description, as if bestowing everything that happened to him at this time is the impact of the presence of Dara who deliberately seized Bagas from him.

"I'm sorry my sister, but I don't mean to defend her, it's just that, as far as I know, my sister was forced to marry Mr. Bagas, too, my parents used to have to trick her into pretending she was sick, so that Dara would go home and marry your husband." Urai Yoga again tells how his sister used to be able to marry Bagas.

Yoga can only relax both shoulders slowly, and does not intend to continue the conversation that seems to make Kamila more emotional, Yoga chose to close her lips tightly again while looking at the raindrops from the window glass.

Duar,,,,!

The sound of lightning striking very loudly made Kamila jump and embrace Yoga, and coincident with that, the room lights went off, it seemed like the innkeeper had a disturbance in the generator that should automatically turn on when the power line was cut off.

"A-I'm afraid," the great-granddaughter of Kamila who indeed has a phobia of darkness that increasingly drowns her face in the chest of Yoga, the man who was several years younger than him was clutching tightly Kamila's body, Kamila, rubbed his back to give him peace.

"Relax, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here," Yoga assured nKamila that she would take care of him and not leave him, Kamila was seen silent when Yoga occasionally kissed the long hair of a frightened woman in her arms.

Soft caresses and kisses that Yoga landed on the top of his head even invite Kamila's desire that has been untouched for a long time by the opposite sex, Kamila looked up, he said, behind the dim light that burst through the window of the room measuring about 5X5 meters, noticed and looked at the face of Yoga who was also now looking down towards his face, without a second thought Kamila immediately attacked the bbibir Yoga mercilessly, her old self did not get a warm touch of the man as if feeling very 'hungry' with all the things that smell worldly pleasure.

No need to ask again, even though Yoga initially felt shocked, afraid, and awkward, but the man who really likes women whose age on it immediately welcomed and retaliated against Kamila's attack with an attack that was no less hot.

It can be ascertained, if the end of their battle ended on the bed with clothes that had been scattered on the floor, the cold because of the heavy rain was now changed with the heat around them, he said, as the lights turned back on, sweat flooded the bodies of the two as a result of the fierce struggle, even as if dissatisfied with what had just happened between them, the two began a new battle, kamila's wild desire is welcomed by Yoga who also seems to have no fatigue in offsetting the old 'fasting' Kamila.

"Bak, why Kamila---"

"Sstttss, don't have to ask a lot, just enjoy it, because this I guarantee will not be repeated again in the future, later on, let's just say it's my thank you for saving me from that old bastard, and one more thing you should remember, it's both of us's secrets, don't let anyone know, you understand!" kamila said ended with a brief kiss on the lips of Yoga who could nod his head while enjoying the agile dance of Kamila on his body.

*Flash back off

Dara holds her head which suddenly hurts from hearing the story of her brother who played crazy with his ex-wife.

"How can you be sure that it's a big brother? Are you sure there's no other man who's been in contact with Kamil without our knowledge?"

"Okay, but my little heart says so, and has he not been anywhere and stayed home except for that day? If not me, then who else? Is it Anwar? Because your husband has proven that the child is not his child," said Yoga again.

"Hush, why accuse Anwar, anyway!" dara Dengus, inevitably so come to think about anyone who is likely to be the father of the baby in Kamila's bladder.

Then the two compactly fell silent with a stiff and tense face when Bagas suddenly came to them both, and,

"Honey, Kai is crying, it seems like he is hungry" Bagas said as he looked at the two brothers whose behavior looked very suspicious.