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9. That Man Can't Cry

Once upon a time in his rented house Rosa ..

"Gio, let's go into Rosa's room!" nisa's orders while glaring at me.

"The situation is now, what's safe, Nisa?" askaku.

"Permanently! I'm fucking there, let me take care of it here!" nisa Timpal.

I went into Rosa's room. Don't forget I locked the door. It turns out that Rosa is ready to welcome me, I said there is a pack of ***** on her desk. Not a pack of ***** is mine. Who does not belong to.

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After coming home from Rosa's rented house, I was still thinking about the existence of ***** on her desk. But on the other hand, I still believe with Rosa, that when the same Inspiration he does not want to have sexual intercourse.

Does he only provide for me?

When I asked Rosa, she said that a pack of ****** was specially provided for me. And I dare not go further.

I don't know ...

How many times have I used a pack of ****** for Rosa. As I remember, I have bought a pack of ***** on my own in the mini market several times. Sometimes I use it in my rented house, in my room and in my hotel.

Consequently ...

I also turned into an addict of Rosa's "cultural black hole. If not mired in it, then my spirituality becomes dry, my life becomes very restless.

That black hole or Rosa's "black hole" won't leave even the slightest light of my consciousness to escape it. It has made me a real junkie. "Rosa's "Black hole" makes me just want it again and again.

The candle level, similar to if I did not smoke a day, then my brain became agitated and restless. However, when sucking on it, my brain relaxes and can think calmly. This is only understood by heavy smokers, if non-smokers have difficulty understanding it.

Once upon a time in his rented house Rosa ...

"Miss ...! Rosa where, and what are you doing?" I asked Nisa who was sitting alone in the living room.

Before entering Rosa's rented house, I had seen a Vespa Ilham motorbike in the parking lot.

"Huuuuuuuuu ...! nisa replied softly while sticking an index finger on her lips. " He was in his room with Inspiration!" he met with a very slow voice.

With a slow foot, I looked into the door of his room Rosa, hem, it turns out that it was locked from the inside. Rosa and Inspiration are inside, no matter what they are doing.

Without saying a word to Nisa, I immediately went home with her heart a man who was hot.

On the way I thought, Rosa had been lying to me all along. It turned out that a pack of ***** was on his room table, not only specifically for me, but for the Inspiration as well.

One day on Sunday night ...

Since the afternoon long my heart has been shivering to Rosa, but her HP is inactive. Maybe he turned it off on purpose, so I can't call.

Around 7pm, I searched for Rosa to her rented house, but she wasn't there. Then I continued to look for him to Ilham's rented house.

Somewhat far away I parked my Vespaku, so that the loud sound of his exhaust could not be heard to Ilham's rented house. Then I walked to it.

When he arrived, Rosa and Ilham sandals were seen under the front door, while Vespanya Ilham was in the garage. The door of his house was locked from the inside.

It turned out that the Rosa I was longing for was being alone with Inspiration in the house.

I also came home with the heart of the man who was being overwhelmed with sadness and pain.

Inside my room, I slumped my head under a bolster pillow.

My patriarch's soul rebelled!

It was like wanting to go back to her rented house Ilham to bang on her door, and yelling Rosa as a lying woman and ******.

But I have no power over him. I don't have a clear relationship with him. And what would happen if there was an incident there, and then everyone knew that I was just a loser.

Thinking about it all, my head felt like it was going to explode.

Feelings of sadness and anger erupted into each other, then became the unbearable restlessness of my soul.

My hot thoughts I can't stop to shadow Rosa are being pierced by the Inspiration.

Yes, I must admit, I'm really jealous of the blind!

Right now, my patriarchal soul wants Rosa to be mine alone. She should be my official girlfriend. And Rosa must break her connection with Inspiration.

I'm not going to free Rosa again to be who she is, she has to be the woman I want to be.

Meanwhile, the clock is still showing at 12pm, while my soul is in extreme agitation. I see, Rosa's HP is still inactive. I wanted to call him back to his rented house.

It felt like I wanted to vent that anger by slamming all the stuff in my room, but it was a boarding-room, bored, if I did it would only create a commotion that invited the boarding mother and the neighbors to come to me.

I was helpless, and I finally couldn't bear my tears to wet my cheeks.

It's sad to be a loser in the patriarchal values that are still very strongly attached to me.

Yes ... I am crying because of Rosa, the woman****** that!

Never have I cried because of women, let alone women***** like Rosa.

During that time, I could only cry when I heard the sad story of a farmer whose land was plundered by financiers.

I see, the clockwork is so slow. He still shows at 02 in the morning. Rosa's HP remains inactive. I really can't get through time by shutting myself in my room and hoping to change the day.

Then, I took my abyss with my beloved vespa to the town square of Jember.

There I contemplated a lot of the figure of Rosa that I hated but at the same time I still miss.

I still hope that I will meet Rosa tomorrow and collect her promise to break up with Ilham.

Tired, I unknowingly sat asleep leaning against my vespaku. Until dawn broke, then I woke up to the frenzied sound of vehicles that began to crowded through the highway of Jember city square.

I also quickly went back to my boarding house.

After the shower, I saw that Rosa's HP was active. I read the reply chat.

"I'm alone in the Contract. You come here now."

Without having to wait for long, I rushed to Rosa's rented house.

Once there, I saw Rosa sitting alone in the living room waiting for me.

Rosa did not react. He just silently pecked by letting my body hug tightly His eyes straight ahead.

Like a wise mother facing her little child thrashing for toys, Rosa waited for my cries to subside.

Long enough he was silent. Then he patted my back. "Enough, enough! Guys are crying!" he said while releasing my embrace.

"I'm afraid I'll see you cry like this. Acrylic is crying!" said again.

"Males can't cry, Ros?" my reply.

"Yes, but I'm not sympathetic to see you crying in front of me! It looks like my dad, you are!"

"Why your father, Ros?"

"It's okay, males I discussed him. Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

"I can't sleep all night, Ros! Think of you as inspiring."

"Well, yeah. Your negative thoughts continue to be the same as me!"

"Why start the afternoon your HP is turned off Ros?"

"I'm missing in my dad's call. That's why I'm turning it off from noon."

"Why didn't you text me first, Ros?"

"No chance. Keep me out to Situbondo Sama Ilham. Return to magrib. Tired, I keep sleeping in his rented Inspiration."

"Capek because it's the same thing Inspiration, right?"

"Well, you always say that!Don't like me. You never believed in me!"

"Keep a pack of ****** on your desk for whom, hayo ...?"

Hearing my question about a pack of ****** on her bedroom desk, Rosa immediately stood up, then she passed to her room. Soon he brought a pack of ****** which I suspected.

"A pack of ****** this is, right?" rosa asked with annoyance.

"Yes .." I nodded.

"This ... try to calculate how much it is!" he said with a high tone. A pack of ****** in his hand he gave it to me.

Then I took it and I counted the contents still remain the same with yesterday. "Yes, it's still in number." I said.

"Eat him, you don't have any ugly thoughts continue to be with me, Gio! Just so you know, yeah. That inspiration doesn't know that I saved this!"

I responded with a shy smile.

Seeing me smile, Rosa sat next to me again. A moment later Rosa squeezed my hand. "Gio, I told you that I love you."

"Rosa, why don't you call me Mas Gio, anyway?" timpalku protested in his call Gio only.

"Lazy I call you Mas. Your attitude is like a child.! Not very grown up..."

"I fell in love with this woman first, Ros. That's also ...."

" that's what?" cut up Rosa.

"Yes, you're with me!" reply with disappointed tone.

"What do you want?"

"Yes, you said you wanted to kill Inspiration, right?" my bill to Rosa.

"Yes, but it can't be now, Gio!"

"Why ...?"

"He's a really nice guy. The longer Inspiration loves me the more! I don't have the heart to leave him either. I'm afraid she's without me, she's back in her black world. ..."

Rosa lowered her head and let go of my hand.

"He's got a black world what, Ros?" ask me curious

"Ilham used to be my girlfriend, drug addict. After being my girlfriend, she was healed. I can't imagine if I stay in Ilham, he will return to be a wearer." he replied in a sad tone.

" Yes the hell ... But I want you to break up with him, Ros! It hurts to be your boyfriend!"

"Say you love me, Gio?"

"Yes ..."

"Say your love is not to restrain my life?"

"Yes ..but.."

" Say, too, your dear is not to impose your will? And ... Your love will free me into what it is?"

"Yes, yes ..it is you, Ros! But ..."

"But what?"

"I'm jealous, Ros!"

"Can you be jealous?"

"Come ..."

'Since when are you jealous?"

"Yesterday when I saw you in the room together with Inspiration."

"Why does that make you jealous, Gio? You are smart. You have a lot of books, Gio. Find out, what is jealousy?"

"Ah .malas I Ros find out. All I know is, I want to have you concretely!" myrt.

Suddenly Rosa's lips landed without me expecting it. It just so happened that heavy rain was falling roaring above the precarious. And I was lulled by it while waiting for the rain to subside.

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