For Kahiyang

27. Arrival of Guests

Kahiyang and Satria are out for dinner. It is quite far away in Tangerang City. At night, the area sells a wide variety of food. From heavy food, snacks to various drinks.

For the first time Kahiyang came to a place like a market. Full of people selling and queuing buyers at each different stall.

"You sure we're eating here?" Kahiyang still believes. I looked around the market from the car.

"You don't like it? or have you ever been to a place like this?" satria asked as she grabbed the two black hats in the back seat.

"I've never been" he replied grimacingly.

"Okay .. This will be your first experience with me. Are you ready?" Kahiyang nodded his head in doubt and Satria put a hat on him. Then he put on his own hat.

Satria got out of the car first. Turn around the hood, open the door and reach out to Kahiyang.

"Hold my hand. Don't let go. Many, many people. I don't want my beautiful boyfriend being kidnapped. I'm going crazy, '" he whispered.

"Ish .. gombal," Kahiyang pinched Satria's arm.

Satria and Kahiyang walk in tandem. The hand grip was very strong. They were like a pair of celebrities who were secretly dating from paparazzi.

"Do you want a heavy meal or snack?" satria asked a little screamed, because the sound of the motorbike and the car horn were milling about in the middle of the market road.

"Both," - grimace- "can, right?" ask Kahiyang, look up. Satria that are so high sometimes make the neck sore.

"Byeah," pinched Kahiyang's pointed nose.

The two of them continued walking while looking and decided to buy which food.

After an hour they finally returned to the car with five packages of food plus two cold drinks.

"You are talking, baby. Can you spend all this?" ask Satria.

"Hopefully," - smiling - "this is for you, this is for me," Kahiyang put a pack into Satria's lap and a pack for her. The rest is on the dashboard.

"Thank you dear ..." rubbing Kahiyang's cheek.

"Cloak, eaten," Kahiyang asked with a smile, replying to the swipe on Satria's cheek.

"After this, I ask for a kiss here," - pointing the left cheek - "also this side," pointing at the right cheek.

"Why is that?" ask Kahiyang.

"Thank you for taking you to this place," Kahiyang immediately fed a spoon of fried dumplings to Satria's mouth to be quiet.

Satria chewed while continuing to smile.

"Eat first. Spend it. Don't ask for anything weird!" spooning again the fried dumplings when Satria will reply to his words.

"Sstt .. spend!" kahiyang. Satria chewed while nodding her head.

The lean body is not worth the portion that Kahiyang eats. Three other types of food were consumed. And the rest of the drink is in the grip.

Sluurrpp...

"Good drink?" ask Satria.

"He em .. turned out to be this good. All the food we buy, it tastes good. And also cheap," smile then suck another drink in the hand.

"It turns out my beautiful boyfriend is spoiled for luxury. Getting to a place like this has never been," pinched Kahiyang's nose.

"That's not so. I've been to the market but I used to, same mom. When I was a kid," Kahiyang sadly recalled his mother.

"Don't be sad, don't dong" - swiping head-on "come here! I hug," put down a drink and then pulled Kahiyang, hugging him. "There's me. Don't be sad anymore,"

"Mother Kiran, good mother. I miss you" said Kahiyang, still in Satria's arms.

Satria patted gently, rubbed Kahiyang's back, and comforted him.

"I didn't think you'd like to go to a place like this. I think you always eat in expensive luxury places" Kahiyang said after his heart felt better.

"What's wrong if I like food in a place like that?" he pointed to the market in front of his car.

"No, not wrong. Instead I was amazed," drawing a heart on Satria's chest with her index finger.

"You're the only one I want to take with me to a place like this" he admitted. Inggrid never wanted to, for him such a place was unhygienic and also embarrassing.

"Really?"

"Really .." replied Satria.

The night is getting late. The two returned to the apartment after their stomachs were full enough.

Satria stroked Kahiyang's hair. His girlfriend is sleeping. Satria chose to carry him because Kahiyang looked so tired.

"Mother ... Kahi misses," Kahiyang deliriously, it's the third time.

"You must have been hurt a lot when your mother was insulted. It turns out that you keep the longing and also the wound," Satria said, stroking Kahiyang's hair which she had put on the bed.

"Don't go! Hug me," Kahiyang opened his eyes. His face is so sad.

Satria nodded, she crawled up onto the bed. Stretch out her hands to become a pillow. Kahiyang hugged Satria, tightening her body.

"I don't want to be alone. Mom's gone. You're the only one I have," after saying that, regular breathing hits Satria's neck. Kahiyang.

Half-dead Satria was holding something down there squirming. And almost dawn, Satria was still awake. His hands feel sore. Kahiyang sleeps until dawn in the same position. Satria is not warting.

"Are you awake?" kahiyang asked with a hoarse voice of waking up, still hugging Satria.

"I can't sleep" replied Satria.

"Huh? why?" looking up, looking at each other.

"I'm a grown man. I'm a normal guy. My boyfriend hugged me all night. How can I sleep?" said Satria, clamping Kahiyang's chin with his thumb and index finger and then kissed the lips at a glance.

"Ih .. just woke up. My mouth must stink. Slovenly!" Kahiyang let go of his embrace, distancing himself from Satria.

"Where are you going?" Satria pulled Kahiyang back into the embrace.

"You're bathing. I stink. He said that if you hug like this, you are restless. So ... release me," Kahiyang tried to push Satria.

"You take a bath or not, no problem," Satria immediately melu*mat lips Kahiyang.

Satria's phone rings. Kahiyang held Satria's chest. "There's a phone, Mas," he said.

"Let's go" let go of Kahiyang's hand and kissed her lover's neck.

The phone rings again.

"Mas, there's a phone," Kahiyang interrupted again.

"Whatever," Satria kissed Kahiyang's upper chest. Make a reddish sign as much as two points.

His phone kept ringing. Satria was upset, forced to stop the action.

"Hello ... Whahuh? It's still this early you've been bothering me!" Satria.

Kahiyang buttoned his clothes, Satria looked at him and pulled him.

"Why is it closed again?" whisky Satria.

"I want to take a shower" Kahiyang said without a sound.

"Sorry, Sir. I've sent some pretty strong evidence via email" said someone across the street.

"OKAY. I'll open it later." Satria turned off her phone.

Satria plans to follow Kahiyang to the bathroom, but Kahiyang locks the door.

"Darling ... Why is it locked?" satria knocked on the door. Kahiyang smiled under the shower.

"I know your thoughts, Mas." murmured Kahiyang.

Satria is upset that Kahiyang did not open the door for her. The old man bent his face.

"Why is that his face, Mom?" ask Kahiyang, wearing a white bathrobe.

"Why should it be locked? I want to be bathed, "hugging Kahiyang, sniffing the scent of soap and shampoo. "Such fragrance, my dear," he said.

"Gombal," Kahiyang wanted to break away.

"I'm serious," kissed the forehead and pulled down the left bathrobe arm. Satria was so anxious, biting his shoulder, then sipped it to the reddish.

"Don't start again!" Kahiyang tidied it up again.

"He sleepy? Sleep over," Kahiyang leaves Satria for the wardrobe.

Luckily there is one clothing stel along with the interior of the previous tenant's relics. Kahiyang immediately wore it.

When he came out of the wardrobe room, Satria had already slept on her stomach. Kahiyang laughed at Satria's behavior. Not sleeping last night. How unfortunate.

Kahiyang headed to the kitchen to see the contents of the refrigerator, he was hungry.

Two slices of toast and jam, just fill the stomach until noon.

And that afternoon what Kahiyang feared was true. Papa and Mama came with some bodyguards.

"Mr ... Mama," said Kahiyang.

"Who's dear?" Satria shouted from inside the room. Kahiyang closed his eyes. Overwritten.

To be Continued...