Don't Say SORRY

19

The house has long been abandoned. No one fiddled with everything until many of the filthy ones were rusted. Bree is worried that her mother's house is abandoned even worse.

Alby peeked at Bree in a narrow gap, behind a pile of rough bricks and almost squeezing the wall that connects the neighboring house. If the body is scratched it will sting.

"What's up there, Bri?"

"Planted cranes. He's stuck, rusty."

It turns out Bree blusukan in a pseudo-stemmed grove. Alby recalls Bree's story that his mother had a hobby of farming and spent time fiddling with plants. Similar to his daughter Alby knows, always cello care for plants until it becomes routine. Yeah, this yard is full of plants.

"Get out." Alby's worried about Bree. "That's followed. We'll buy gallon water."

"Expensive, Bi." Slowly Bree came out of the crack.

Frustrating! The difficulty of turning the faucet with a pinched bent position makes it sore and tight. Bree let out a calming breath as he was flabbergasted.

"Travel map. Ayok break. After that we finish what needs to be done first."

The best idea is to be tired. The journey that should be 3 hours of motorbike even up to 4 hours more. Three stops in the store and at the pom with a long time. It is almost like taking a bus. Riding the bus was even stressful, that's why Bree was lazy to go home.

Both chat in the living room, accompanied by snacks and coffee bottles of flavors that were purchased at the market pom. Alby was relieved by Bree's laughter. Like before Bree always loose a lot of stories, spoiled, without any awkward. Alby is very comfortable that Bree feels free with him.

Bree's neighbor came randomly. The clock then. Even just passing by when looking at the open door and then approaching. Alby also met two mothers. One of them hugged Bree quite intimately. Bree called it Bude. His house on the edge of the alley in the front row, the first house into the alley. Bree's house is number two. Bree had a long chat on the edge of the front alley of the house. Alby felt the warmth here.

"I'm curious around here, Bri."

This housing used to be very beautiful. Shady trees shade the roadside. Every house is always found with a fruit tree. At the end of the housing is called stage three, where it dolan and hang out. There is the corner, the limit of occupancy with patches of pond. At night time, at the end of stage three could see the flickering flickering of ship lights in the distance. Because after the pond is already the sea off. That's the port area. If Bree's house is in stage 1.

"Now there are many muddy roads, Bi."

Flood sites are often landfilled. Has not been flattened and blocked has been damaged first due to overflowing water, no excuse me, without knowing the time and height suddenly.

"Punches. Evening." Alby really wants dolan.

"It's so broad. Many neighbors of the village entered also stray, even though it has been panicked straight streets do not need to follow the turn of the alley."

"Find me a meal, Bri?"

"Corn."

The gas in the house is gone. The kitchen is also chaotic. Rubbish scattered until the narrow almost embedded soil. Refrigerator collapses.

Bree took Alby to a stall available salad Nusantara, fried, there is also a compote and mixed ice.

Alby ordered two servings of tofu gimbal and a serving of petis kale. Wanting between the two menus because it looks to be here, Bree long determined it, finally Alby messages all of you. Two bowls of compotes were also served. Kolak santen and kolak setup.

"Seger setup, Bri."

"Yes. That santen would have been drag."

"No bosen kolak santen? Can you set up."

"Not so good."

Bree chatted with a mbak, coincidentally waiting for the order to be wrapped. The seller's mother also connected. Alby listened to their chatter about Bree's family members and about the empty house.

Buy refillable water in 2 gallons. There are 3 gallons in the house. Maybe carried away by the flood heard the door was wide open by the rob current. It can also be taken by neighbors. There is suuzan because home goods often suddenly move to neighboring houses. Enough to wash the body.

Again Bree had a chat with different people for Alby. Young age is also old and the fathers and mothers look familiar with Bree. It turns out that people in this large housing area know each other.

"Mother the old fellow, Bi. In this house the first owner after construction."

"I'm really curious. The crowd here is calm. Going around looking for a malem meal?" Alby still wanted to, Bree smiled assentingly. Netra they meet.

If Alby did not continue to convince her feelings that made Bree want to reciprocate those feelings. If Alby could behave, choose Rima but with him still like the beginning, or choose Bree but his attitude did not change his habit. Bree still accepts being with Alby. Bree did not demand.

Bree is only disappointed when Alby seems to master it to the point of not being free with his friends, but Alby still wants Rima in the relationship. What does Alby want?

Bree sighed turning a gaze as his eyes heated up. Standing in the living room a view explores every corner. I feel like mommy. Kangen lives in a house with a childhood atmosphere.

Everything is always not as exciting as it used to be.

What's not exciting? Alby or this housing? Yes both. Both of them Alby was uncomfortable. Discussing this housing is no longer cool. All are memories. Many bitter.

Bree wants to make a home. Seeing a pile of 3 trash bags in the guest chair adds to his annoyance. The damaged fabrics are also dirty have been neatly put together in there just to throw away, even already done again. Lazy washing your own clothes makes those who want to be thrown back into disarray. How many more years? There are male members who have vehicles do not think to immediately clean up.

Pillows and bolsters and moldy damp mattresses. The sheets are still in between without being removed when rolling the mattress. All stacked. Bree recalled after the departure of his mother, before he returned to the outer provinces, single-handedly cleaning up the unnecessary while his younger siblings somehow wanted to.

The courtyard of the house was full of messy plastic trash and leaves that were stuck in the ground. Her mother's plants are a lot of damage. Dear. Mournfully. Bree couldn't possibly save him. A moment carried away the emotion of her tears. Bree moved while holding back the cry.

"Bri?" Alby bent his face over the mouth of the door.

Alby has since looked out the window and seen Bree picking up trash while holding back his tears from falling. Wanting to help but the girl refused to admit she was also confused about where to start. Alby stepped out of the guest chair.

"Not to be forced, must be tired."

Trash will be difficult to wipe even with a lid.

"Nguangin, Bi. Must be trash coming back in rob."

Quite a long time writhing itself as long as it does not pile up also scattered. Bree finished it and washed it. Alby gave me a drink.

Relax with your phone occasionally interspersed with chat. Watching both on Alby's phone. The incoming message notification from Rima was shifted by Alby. Reasons watching. Bree is upset with Alby's cowardice.

"You just don't have to lie, Bi."

"I was the same when it was Cres. He's still my WA, yeah I'm his regular WA. But because we felt good we tried again."

"You used to relax any story to me. I didn't ask for that. Now you are different, Bi. Yes, your changes have shown that we do not need to deket anymore."

"Well. That want you?"

"That's what everybody wants. No boyfriend can be betrayed. And you, me, one work environment. Plus his wife your best friend brengat to me, your best friend is also part of the work environment. I'm not comfortable."

"All because of Sari's mouth."

"Sari is not wrong. He's a go-between for me to realize that I don't take care of you. You're fixing Rima's relationship. But you, Ilham the same Levi different to me, like diem-diem keep the same distance me. Uh you could be more romantic with Rima." Bree put on a smile.

"I'm alone again you, Bi. Yeah, I just have my friends. You're a long way from them."

"How do you mean?" This time Alby spoke.

"You're the same Rima rarely met. You said far. You see me a lot, probably because I'm so cute. As soon as I start pede, as you say if I have any need what I say do not be harbored, eh his camera is not in accordance with the words. That's not commitment, Bi. Thank God I haven't sold myself to you ...!"

Bree reflex avoids Alby's raised hand.

"I know you my hands want to float!" Gigi Alby tightened up and spoke loudly, but the voice was held back. The roar growled his face red with anger.

Bree's chest was pounding.

"I hate you, Bi!" Bree held back the voice. In the house can be heard coming out. "I hate your attitude!"

"I'm a fraud, Bri! Aye! I'm coward!" Alby hit the chest.

Alby has no defense. Bree cynical.

"If I admit that's you, what's your reason for me being bred by my friends? Every time I'm the same they're always you bothering."

"Say you are disturbed!"

"At first you were afraid to say something. My habits are afraid of you getting angry. I know you never were, just a sprain. You even went to my house. They think I'm yours."

Alby silence.

"I'm grateful you took care of it, Bi. I did males out wong cozy mager in my room. But suddenly horrified alone I came out. I sniffed when you came. You're just worried about what other kids think, especially your best friend who knows you have Rima."

Alby was silent.

"You ever worry that I'm why those men? Bi, could you mean anything to me?"

Bree turned his back in shock as Alby reacted closer. Bree's right leg is about to go down but Alby blocks his left hand, being held back from dodging. Both of them looked fixed. Bree's body was urged to lean against the wall. Bree bent his leg until his knee hit Alby's chest ....

"Bi!" Bree collapsed his leg pulled Alby quickly. The hand that Alby was holding was painfully pressed against the bed.

"I'm addicted to Bri's hugging" said Alby, his voice heavy. "I want to take Bri's body."

Bree's heart was beating rapidly, his face felt Alby's breath blowing close. Bree pushed Alby's chest with one hand but heavy, Alby tightened the hand he was holding. Bree's leg is locked to Alby's knee.

"I hate your business, Bi!"

"Bri my business."

Bree punched Alby in the chest. No effect Alby could hold him.

"I'm curious, Bri."

"Suck!"

Bree slapped and beat Alby but his hand was pulled fast. Now Bree's two hands are held by Alby as the face descends closer and closer. His eyes looked at meu. Bree's body crushes when Alby kisses her.

Bree's tears burst out in rebellion from Alby's confinement. Bree's two strong hands were held against the wall and Alby's head held in a kiss.

"Nonce, Bi ..," beg Bree to Alby who kisses her neck. His head hurt by Alby's fingertips.

Alby furrowed his brows at Bree as he pleased.

"No, Bi ...." Bree was still begging Alby who was staring at me.

Bree's esophagus is gnawing. Alby kissed her again. Bree rebelled over Alby's body in bed.

"Heng?"

Alby looked at the stingy Bree.

"Udah."

Alby kissed Bree again. This time left a trail of her kiss under Bree's shoulder.

"sick." Alby's teeth bit him.

Alby looked back at him. Alby's eyebrows shot up and his lips turned a faint cynic. Bree's body hurts all. Bree limp.

Alby saw Bree weaken. Her tears flowed and her eyes were still. Not wanting to stop, Alby groped Bree's stomach whose clothes were slightly exposed. Bree slapped him after successfully letting go of one hand.

Alby's eyes sharply stared in annoyance, his lips clenched furiously. Bree's muscles felt limp as Alby's roughness kept her hands locked. Alby kissed Bree's stomach.

"Alby!" snapped Bree.

Alby doesn't care.

"Enough, motherfucker!"

Alby still didn't care, his kiss started down the navel, while Bree stiffened. Bree was unable to shout loudly.

"God, Bi .... I beg ...."

Alby felt Bree's body getting weaker and damp in cold sweat. Alby stopped. Bree's already soaked in sweat. Slowly Bree managed to escape from Alby then tilted curled up. Alby let out a sighed crumbling and tilted towards Bree who closed his eyes biting his lips. Bree's cry subsided but her tears did not stop flowing.

Alby's breathing was felt on his face, Bree opened his eyes shining anger at the jerk. Bree inched backwards only able to move in a sloping direction back to back.

Feeling guilty, pity but angry, Alby hugs Bree's waist and pulls him rough. Bree suffocates. For a moment his tired body was a little warm to Alby's arms.

You idiot! Still getting carried away by Alby's embrace. Bree roughly put Alby's hand away and got out of the bed. Alby's up. Bree lunglai's body moved away from the front room mattress.

"Hug of the Reimamu!"

"Five! The rhyme! My business is the same you're not done!"

Bree to the back room through an undoor wall. Bree didn't respond. Bree rolled the bed into another bed. The mattress is moldy. In that room the mattresses were not worth using.

"That's how you? Who's dodging?"

Bree wants to sleep. Cuddling up with one hand. Alby's voice horrified him. Bree covered the ears with his hands.

Alby was still staring at the only thing Bree had on his back. The whole Bree was covered by a wall. Alby took a big breath. He was still angry but Bree's pitying gaze made him give in. Alby's breaking down his body.