Finish Line

6

Trapped in silence together in the canteen. Then, Randa's breath sounded. He looked at Gita who only drank her juice without eating her food.

“Ahjuma! Give me meat,” Randa said.

“Ne!” Gita looked at Randa blankly. Gita's grief is not covered up at all. It was as if allowing space to Randa to know her sadness.

“I know you are sad. Think about your condition too, you haven't even treated your wounds yet,” Randa told Gita. The girl's eyes were glazed.

“Actually who is sick?” ask Randa gently. He knows that the Gita is weak in heart even though he knows that the girl looks strong and ready to adventure.

“Dia Grandmaku,” Ogre Gita. Randa could not prevent her hand from being outstretched wiping away a drop of tears flowing from Gita's eye fertilizers.

Randa's lips groaned to encourage. He wanted to say everything was fine, but Gita's sadness seemed to explain the girl's grandmother's state.

“Eat,” Randa said after the beef got in front of them. Randa's still grilling the others. Gita refuses to eat it but Randa urges her.

Afterwards Randa took Gita to a room. He asked the doctor to treat Gita's wounds. “Randa I'm okay,” said Gita who was not hounded by Randa.

“Please lie down, Bu.” Gita is forced to comply and Randa comes out. He called his men carrying women's clothes complete with his insides. Randa included perverted men and it was natural that she was normal.

He knows the size of Gita's without having to look at her. “This, Boss,” said his men. Randa nodded and asked his men to leave.

“It's done,” Doctor said. Randa got up from her seat. He thanked me and went inside. He saw Gita sitting on the bench.

“This is for you,” said Randa while giving Gita a parcel. “That shirt,” Embedded.

“Alright, and thank you,” said Gita. He went to the bathroom and changed his clothes. He stared at the strange half-knee dress that Randa had given him.

He was wide-eyed when he saw the fitting underwear on his body. “Basic perverted man,” grunts him and changes his clothes quickly.

“Thank you Mr. Mesum,” said Gita made Randa's laughter break. He pulls Gita into his arms making Gita feel her heart again running a marathon.

“Gita, I love you,” said Randa made Gita's body drowned. Gita took off her embrace and looked at Randa. He turned his head to look at Randa's gaze at him.

“What is this? Why does my stomach feel tickled and why does my heart feel filled with millions of flowers? Why is that such a great word Randa said to me? Is that love? Even I don't know, Gita's inner” is filled with question marks.

“I have never been in a relationship with any man. I don't know what love is either. However, I cannot lie, there are a handful of happy feelings when you state a word that even until now I have never known its meaning to me,”. He's honest about his feelings.

“Make me the first to teach you the meaning of love.” Randa made Gita look at him more deeply. “Does love really make you suffer? You know .. I was so scared when I saw you crying over Sela's departure. I think love hurts,” Gita said.

“Me and Sela did love each other, but we were not meant to live together. God took Sela from me and sent you at the same time. Does love have to be cheated on again?” ask Randa.

“I don't know. Don't ever go and keep me waiting. Every moment I daydream of you, thinking of your fate there. Sometimes I ask, whether you came out of that room or locked up there,” said Gita issued a feeling of worry that he kept for a long time.

Dada Randa warms up. He rubbed Gita's cheeks gently. “You want ‘kan?” tanya Randa makes Gita crackle funny.  He's nodding.

“Hm, Randa should we go to Grandmaku Room.” Gita being salting makes Randa **** smile. He nodded and looked at Gita who was wearing a dress. This was the first time he had seen Gita wearing a dress.

“Do I look bad wearing it?” ask Gita. Randa shook her head. It's not at all strange that she looks beautiful.

“You are beautiful,” praise Randa makes Gita smile wide. “I know, I'm beautiful,” she said making Randa scramble her hair fat.

“Gita .. I will not let you go for anyone including Randa,” the inner man who has since heard the conversation of the two of them. His heart ached and was filled with hurt feelings.

Slowly his feelings make him think selfishly and will do anything to get his heart tether.  It was enough that he harbored feelings for Gita.

“I will have you in any way,” her inner self.

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