
A warm relationship, loving him unconditionally. The sound of batter being slammed was heard, "Honey.." racau Vincent hugged him from behind, just woke up from his sleep.
"I was cooking," he said, smiling gently, his fingers still kneading the dough.
"What did you make?" she smiled, with her hair still in disarray.
"Bread, aunt Lydia liked the brown bread yesterday" replied Frea smiling. Not living together, but close enough to the mother of her lover. The boss? True, Lydia (mother Vincent) is the owner of the restaurant where she works.
Allow Frea, who was still on the High School bench, to work in the afternoon until night. Observing from a teenager, his smart and kind employees. Dream daughter-in-law, right? That is why the healthy relationship that the employee and his son agreed to.
"Darling..." Vincent again tried to kiss his girlfriend's cheek again. However, Frea smiled instead, putting flour on her lover's face.
"How dare!!" Vincent smiled, picked up the flour, chased after the running Frea. The flour he threw out was many times full of smiles.
The white powder fell scattered, like beautiful snow adorning the smiles and laughter of lovers.
"Let's..." Frea fell slipping by the slippery floor that spread flour.
Vincent thinned his lips withstanding his laughter, but the sound of laughter remained audible, hard to resist. The young man, began to tickle the body of his lover who was still sitting on the floor wrapped in flour.
"Vincent, stop!!" Frea laughed.
"You first, feel the vengeance of Ultraman.piu..piu...piu....," fingers Vincent, no ceaseless moves full of laughter. But for a moment his laughter disappeared, touching Frea's chin. The eyes that met each other, were stunned for a moment.
A smile was on his face, "I love you." he said, peeping at the lips of the girl he loved, only a brief kiss made him happy.
"Me too..." Frea, who was initially surprised, smiled.
"God!! The kitchen is a mess!!" Lydia came to interrupt, "Who's wrong?" ask her to a couple who are still sitting on the floor.
The two men pointed at each other, "Salah Vincent!!"
"Wrongly Frea!!" they accuse each other.
"You are really compact, quickly graduate from college and get married." said Lidia laughing to see a pair of young men who were like tempura wrapped in flour.
Shout and laugh together. That's the beauty of love, isn't it?
Graduated from college? They have been in a relationship for 5 years now. Vincent has graduated from college, while Frea is still waiting for graduation.
Smiling at each other in happiness, a beautiful and warm feeling. The hand of the man he always held tightly.
***
"Emmmhhh.." there was a long groan accompanied by irregular breathing from two people.
"I love you" the man returned to love. Although his heart was only fixed on one person, peeked at a woman, one of his mother's new employees.
A parking lot? Right where they do their hot activities, underground parking of shopping malls. Tidying up her mother's clothes, buttoning one by one. Then start wearing her pants again.
Related to Frea? The woman he was in contact with, knew full well who the boss's son was. However, rich, handsome, good at seducing? Who does not want even just as a warming bed. Looking forward to the opportunity where the young man will love him.
"Have you taken your contraceptive medication?" vincent asked to make sure, along with throwing the safety device he had worn on the trash can next to his car, did not want to have a gap to make the slightest mistake.
The woman nodded in agreement, a sign that she had taken the medicine in question.
"This is a gift for you" said the young man, giving a beautiful gold earring.
"Can't you marry me?" ask the woman, while reaching for a pair of earrings that look beautiful. Clasping Vincent's hand.
The young man smiled, pulling his fingers. "I love you, but I can't. Frea's the only person I don't want to hurt. So never divulge the things we do, when every buying restaurant needs,"
The woman simply nodded, assuring, realizing her stature which was like a mistress. Trying to smile, wearing a pair of beautiful gold earrings.
Vincent smiled gently, peeked at her forehead, "You look beautiful." she said.
The car engine starts to turn on, leaving the parking area. A breeze whipped through the hair of the silent woman gazing towards the car window. It is like having a lot of burden.
The restaurant parking area is visible, slowly Vincent got off the car followed by security and Dona (the employee) brought several boxes of tableware that they had previously purchased in the shopping center.
Vincent sighed harshly, staring at his lover who was serving customers full of smiles. Until a courier comes with a package, it's for Frea.
Slowly Frea opened it at rest, staring at the origami of many paper storks along with a letter. The big box and the letter he threw away were full of annoyance.
"Who sent you?" ask Vincent protectively.
"No idea, the madman who swore me to be a spinster," replied Frea again smiling.
"Your neck is red again, your allergies are getting worse" he said innocently, groping his girlfriend's neck full of anxiety.
"Yes, I've been to the doctor, probably allergic to weather changes..." Vincent smiled, as if he was used to lying.
Loving lover? Of course, not wanting Frea to get hurt knowing everything. Not wanting her to be disappointed if forcing the will to fulfill her desires, before the wedding. Selfish right? However, his love was only for this girl.
***
A surprise birthday event is planned for Frea and Lidia. Frea began to decorate herself like a kuntilanak, staring at the cake she made during Vincent's departure buying equipment.
The ring is placed in the cake. Crazy idea, right? A woman turns to propose to her lover. Surely these are all ideas from Lydia, who was anxious for the young couple, considering that tomorrow is the day that Frea will graduate.
A small camera was installed that was connected directly to Lidia's laptop, near the men's toilet sink. Recording specifically for him to witness, a pretty strange application scene. Between his son and his future favorite son-in-law
Frea hides in one of the toilet cubicles, complete with a kuntilanak costume, as well as a beautiful cake that she decorates all by herself. Smile expectantly, with preparation.
Restaurants at that time were almost closed avoiding if there were customers who wanted to go to the toilet. Frea had lied to Vincent before, permission to go home early.
A smile rang on his face, sighing in self-soothing. A beautiful cake with a pair of rings in it, he saw with a fast pounding heart.
With his savings? Right, Frea bought a pair of rings with her savings. Lydia wanted to buy it, but the girl pleaded. Remembering the love and love like family, which Lidia and Vincent gave 5 years. Something he can't reply to, perhaps with this wonderful surprise, can repay Vincent's love.
The room Lydia...
The woman, waiting for her son who has a habit of going to the toilet before going home, from a small camera attached. Looking forward to the beautiful proposal of a pair of young people, something that will be uploaded on social media. Saved as a memory, when he had a grandson later.
"Oh, there is a supplier coming," said an employee.
"Damn!! Why is it coming now?" Lidia let out a rough sigh, leaving her laptop open in a recording state.
***
Vincent? The young man stood in front of the sink, sending a message to his lover. The message is quite short, but it can make the girl smile. 'Don't forget to eat, I love you,'
Frea did not reply, only smiling in the toilet room. Get ready to get out, hold the door handle. However, something stopped the movement of his hand, the voice of a woman.
"Honey," Dona entered without permission, having followed in Vincent's footsteps since then.
"You're beautiful" came the voice of seduction from her lover's mouth.
The white hand of the kuntilanak went limp for a moment, releasing its grip from the door's hendel. Beauitiful? Her lover said pretty to tease another woman?
"I love you..." Vincent smiled, began to kiss the lips of the woman before him. Dona's skirt was revealed, the woman's body was placed on the sink. Still bewitched. Erotic sounds, interspersed with lips faintly sounded.
Frea's tears started to flow, guessing things were happening out there. The bottom of the open booth showed men's trousers and women's skirts and underwear falling to the floor.
"I'm pregnant..." Dona said that her body was still being shaken by Vincent's movements. The words that the young man did not listen to, were still washed away with pleasure, with gasping breaths.
However, the woman crying in the toilet room heard him. Closing his mouth tightly with both hands. I don't want her crying to sound.
A kindness? Of love? It turned out that everything was pseudo, something stupid covered in lies. Her makeup began to fade, her tears dripping down the cake she made wholeheartedly.
5 years? Do you wish her first love was her last? Just hope, bullshit. The cake was left on the floor. Starting to go, from the open fentilation, do not realize a pair of eyes that make out passionately.
His footsteps were shaken, laughing alone in his cries, like an insane person. "Aaaaaggghhh.." she cried, began to squat, shedding her tears.
Do I not deserve to be loved? What is less? What if I please you in bed? It will bind your heart. A foolish love.His soft cries rang out, breaking up the day that was almost midnight.
Disappointed, sick betrayed, all spilled into one. A relationship he has had for years. The only person he considered to be a family member, after both his parents had a new family.
"Aaangggg." her cries grew sobbing patted her chest, walking towards the alley of this 2-year-old boarding house. A place close to the restaurant.
Frea entered her empty dorm room, began to sit in front of the dresser. Cleaning the kuntilanak makeup attached to his face. Her tears were dripping, as the face was clean bit by bit. Her beautiful appearance is back.
Frea was silent, staring into the mirror. The shadow of Vincent's face is visible, lying on the bed playing the game on his phone. "Lay near me" the mirage of the young man patted the side of the empty bed.
"Frea!! Today's my first payday, we're eating pizza!!" the reflection of the young man's shadow was seen entering the room. Then it disappeared, realizing all was just a mirage.
His tears fell more and more, patting his chest, it felt unable to eliminate his tightness.
Frea took her suitcase, packing things that were not much. Not many? Of course, Frea never asked for or demanded anything from Vincent. Even asking her lover to save up, for their marriage later.
Marriage is impossible. The girl dragged her suitcase, locked the door of her boarding house. Leave the key for the host.
The goal? The woman had no purpose, her hair was still tied originally, the makeup on her face had been perfectly clean, wearing a white kuntilanak dress. Waiting for a passing night bus with no clear purpose.
And sure enough, just any bus stopped him, driving around aimlessly, maybe better this time. Not falling asleep on a speeding night bus.
Vincent, it might be better to forget you.
His fingers typed in the message, not shedding his tears again, might have started to dry into wounds, staring at the cold darkness of the night from within the bus.
'Thank you for loving me all this time. Take good care of your children, use the ring I put in the cake to get married. As my blessing to you,'
Freas
Frea again tendered her head, after the message was sent, releasing her sim card handphone. Throw it out the window.
Removing old memory wounds, starting a new life with nothing. Like 6 years ago when he wanted to live alone without the attention of his parents.
Seriate