Fistfuls

Not Fully Believe It

Morning was supposed to be a break for a Salman who had just returned from out of town in the middle of the night, but he had to be woken up to the ringtone of his phone repeatedly. Knowing that the Papa who contacted him many times was he understood, if the current energy and mind is needed.

"Well Pa, wait fifteen minutes I'll be there." Without a second thought, he immediately washed his face, changed his clothes and rushed out of the house, leaving behind a refreshing morning bath.

He had originally planned to get up at ten in the afternoon, already setting an alarm on his phone. His initial intention wanted to surprise the lover, but all his plans failed miserably. At nine o'clock he had to go to the hospital with an emergency, momentarily forgetting all his plans gave a surprise to Gita.

This operation took quite a long time, until lunch time arrived. He looked at his wrist, where the clock of the sweet girl's hand was perched there. He sighed when he saw that time was almost at one o'clock, which meant that Gita had already walked out of the trial room. But he certainly did not want to disappoint his lover, he would come even though it was too late. However, someone's call kept him from entering his room.

"Man, can I talk to you for a second? It's my mother's problem" said the man, who was well known to Salman.

Salman weighed for a while, he actually wanted to refuse, but looking at the woman's eyeballs, it felt unbearable and finally he agreed to the man's request. In addition, the woman's mother was also one of her patients.

"All right, we're talking inside." Just now Salman will open the door of the room the woman first prevents.

"What do we talk about over lunch? You must be hungry, right? The nurse said you had just had an operation for almost three hours" the woman said.

"But Lau" Salman did not continue, because the pair of eyes that once made him fall asleep were now looking at him full of supplication. Although he had disappointed her before, but now he had forgiven.

"You know, if later I can't be Man, at two o'clock I have to be accompanied by the boss to meet the client, please just this time," the woman asked.

Salman has not been able to refuse this woman's request. The first woman to make him fall in love, although he was eventually left behind as well. Finally he nodded despite the force, fortunately he had already sent a message to Gita, hoping that the girl would not sulk.

Salman thought they were going to eat in the hospital cafeteria, but in fact Claudia did not approve it, she had a recommendation of a new cafe that was going viral, under the pretext of meeting later in the cafe area.

Salman repeatedly sighed, how else did he say yes. It's impossible to resist, isn't it?

The lunch just flowed with the beginning of the conversation about Claudia's mother's illness, but over time they laughed together when they remembered the momentum of school time first, but, and unconsciously the activities of both are noticed by a pair of eyes that continue to investigate and even spill disappointment.

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It has been three days since the incident, Salman could not find his girlfriend, even the girl's number was not active. He repeatedly came to the house of Gita, but the result was still nil, the girl went and kept her disappearance secret to all the inhabitants of the house.

This morning he deliberately came a little later than usual, because he did not want to see the hateful gaze of the two young people in this house. Maybe they already know about him and Gita.

"Oh son Salman, let's go in first. Must be looking for Gita, right?" guess Aunt Sinta after opening her door.

"Yes Tan, Gita's home?" salman asked, a little misbehaving it looks like Mama from her fiance already knew if they were both in trouble.

"Yes, he's home. Some days he's staying at his Tantenya house, helping with the preparation of his first great-grandson Tante. Didn't she disappear with you?" actually Mama Sinta already knows if her daughter with the lover is not okay, but she pretends not to know.

Salman smiled and shook his head.

"Solve your problems, don't let them drag on, not good. Come on Aunty deliver to the top, if you yourself come, he will not open the door. Aunty knows what kind of girl Auntie is, besides being spoiled she is also difficult to forgive someone who wronged her. You are patient." Aunty Sinta.

Aunt Sinta knocked on the door of Gita's room which was still locked tightly. "Son, it's Mama. Open the door, Mama wants to talk" said Aunt Sinta.

There was a round of locks from the inside, and the doors opened. The girl in the room, with a disheveled face and messy hair, looks like Gita has just woken up, or may be lazy to get up.

"Mama, how is she Ma? I don't want to talk to him, just tell him to come home." Gita gave a quick glance at Salman, he was still angry with the young man.

Mama smiled, tidying up Gita's unbecoming hair, "Don't let the problem drag on, not good. You are both adults, you can definitely solve problems without the help of Mama. And you also have to give Salman a chance to explain everything" Mama said, making Gita unable to refuse the request of the mother.

"Mama stay, but you guys don't fuck around." Actually Mama believes that they can't do anything beyond bounds, but at least that threat can make them more careful.

After the departure of Mama Sinta, Salman immediately embraced Gita who walked towards the balcony. Of course Gita was surprised by the young man's spontaneous attitude, he tried to let go of Salman's embrace, but nil, he could not just be free of the young man.

"Remember what Mama said, don't fuck around." Cetus Gita's.

"I don't fuck around, just hug. Are you not kangen? We haven't seen each other in a week, I miss you. I'm sorry, too, I was wrong." Salman did not take off the hug one bit, even now he kissed several times the top of the head of the Gita, even though the girl had not taken a bath, but she still thinks fragrant.

"Deliver! If I don't want to leave, I won't forgive. Off!" The threat managed to get Salman to let go of his embrace.

"Is there anything you want to explain?" asked Gita when they were on the balcony, sitting on a chair there, looking at the luxury housing complex, not the actual interesting scenery.

Salman explained slowly, hoping that his explanation did not make the Gita more misunderstood.

"The girl was definitely not just a junior high school sister, it must have a place in our hearts, right?" guess Gita after Salman explains everything.

"Yes, but that was before. We fell in love while we were in school. And he left me, married a man of his parents' choice, because I was in college and didn't want to get married yet" Salman replied.

"But you still like it?"

"Dear, please. It's the past, now it's just you and you." Salman pointed at his own chest.

"All right, but I still don't believe it. Don't you, talk about it? If you can get out, I'll take a shower." Gita moved from her seat, but Salman nimbly pulled the girl's hand, until she fell on her lap.

"Please tell me that you have forgiven me" Salman said, whispering in Gita's ear.

"Hem," that's all that came out of the girl's mouth. He also moved from the lap of the young man, it felt uncomfortable to be in this very intimate position, he said.

"Thank you baby, I'll wait downstairs. After this you're going wherever I take you." Salman stood up, he left Gita's room, not forgetting to close the door.

She smiles with relief, although Gita looks still angry, but at least Gita does not refuse her presence anymore.

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