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He's Adorable When He's Jealous

Renjana Kanya's

We sat in the garden in silence. My mind is too full to think about what makes Son willing to sacrifice himself to save Vika. I'm sure it must have been Vika who asked the Son for help. Several times he met the Son, the man never told me that Vika was a special person he wanted to protect. At the expense of life.

I know the typical Son is not a person who easily keeps his feelings a secret. He will soon be caught if he likes someone. And it seemed, she did not have any feelings for anyone yet.

He always told me that he wanted to protect me no matter what. He also told me that he would put up the front body if anyone hurt me. For I am now his responsibility as the eldest brother. Also for his other sister, who is still in the stomach.

Hah, I even have the responsibility to report the state of the Son on .. Om Eka – I still can not call him Papa, as Putra called him. Even though I'm sure he told his father that we made up. Because a few days after we made our peace, the man sent me a message that we would always get along.

Even again I received SMS notification of transfer of a nominal amount to my bank account, after making up with Putra. Even though I've asked him to stop sending me money, still the man won't listen. Free, I'm not gonna use the dime.

My feelings are getting more turbulent. Thinking about the state of the Son, as well as how I told them that my half-brother had been subjected to physical violence. Even I'm sure, when he realized it wasn't just his physical pain. Psychic conditions Putra will certainly not be okay.

Without me holding back, tears rolled down my cheeks. I ignored Araz's offer of mineral water and a handkerchief. I just want to cry. Letting the feeling that was clenching my chest evaporate.

"He, if it is too much to bear alone, I am ready to be your listener. Where you share. I used to say that, right?"

In the end Araz made a sound after balancing me with a silence. In honor of her who had been with me since last night, I wiped my tears and looked at her with a puffy face. Somehow my face right now, I no longer care. I forced her to smile to make sure I was okay, even though she wouldn't believe me.

"Don't say it's okay, plis. You also need to admit that you are not okay. Okay?"

"False, Mas. I am not okay. I have promised myself that I will not make the Son feel hurt or whatever it is that makes him uncomfortable. The son has a trauma that can make his condition worse. Maybe what looks painful is just physical, but the inner man is so fragile.

Especially when it comes to violence. It could be things that he saw or ngalamin directly, arousing pain that has never really healed. Hence, I was shocked when I found out that he was battered by being beaten up by people."

Without being able to prevent it, I told the Son about my feelings. Maybe now's a good time to tell Araz about us. Araz did not comment much. The man simply stroked my back to give me strength and comfort. Maybe he didn't know how to react after hearing my story about the Son.

“Jadi ... you guys already ...” Araz did not continue his sentence. He looked at me for quite a while before finally shaking his head and smiling faintly.

“Peace to mean, Mas Araz?” my question made him nod. “Inget Maz Araz time sick, but didn't tell me the same? I went to Bandung to cover the president's activities. At that time I intended to find Arez's address, but Mas Hanung even thought that I would meet Mas Araz.”

“Iya, Hanung also had the same story as me, but he never thought that you also know Arez and the same person that Arez meant. Hanung used to be pretty close to Arez. He also regrets because I knew about you first, compared to him who met every day.”

The corner of my lips is expanding. The burden that hits my mind as well as my heart, is a little better.

“We accidentally met. Me and Son. They're from a trip shooting music video. Maybe if it wasn't raining that day, we couldn't see it. As a result of the rain they finished faster and returned to the inn. As if all that was already a universe plan.”

“So, how did you guys make up?”

“Became so. At that time I realized one thing, if there were no feelings for the Son. I didn't even notice the strange pounding when I met him. Perhaps, I had thought before that I still had feelings for the Son, but I was wrong. My heart rate is not because I still like it. Maybe more of an angry feeling or feeling hurt. Without ever thinking that the Son also experienced the same thing.”

Araz held me in his arms. He purposely hugged me tightly as if he was showing something that was beating rhythmically. I can feel Arz's heartbeat behind his ribs. So fast and irregular.

“What is the rhythm of my heart now the same as your heartbeat when meeting Son back then?” asked Araz while holding me. I just nodded. Know if the man was silent really held back the anger behind the rumbling of his chest. “Sorry Kanya, I should be able to hold back, but I can't fool my feelings if I...”

No words were spoken from Araz's lips next. The man was silent again. Even so, I know that he is jealous. Unbeknownst to him, I smiled. For some reason, it feels so adorable to know that the man is jealous of the Son.

Araz took off his embrace and looked at me sharply with his narrowed eyes getting narrowed. Her face was so serious that it provoked my smile. He was so adorable when he was holding back his anger.

“Do I have to answer yes to something obvious, Kanya? Why are you even smiling?”

“Sorry, abis Mas Araz is funny if you're jealous again. Sori,” said I still can't help but smile. Makes Araz squash and pinches the tip of my nose. He even ruffled my hair before finally hugging me back. “Mas, already. Shame to know about many people.”

“Biarin, who told you gemesin.”

“Ish, why me a kitten?”

“Emang is just a kitten that can make a gemes? Oh yes, if you may know who is the guy whose contact you gave the name My Destiny? There is also a symbol of love. Very special huh?” araz asked as he took off his embrace. His face looked bent like a child who had lost a toy.

“That's Arlan's number. Kan Mas Araz was also chatting with him,” answered me.

“Why is his name so great?”

My smile again expands on the tip of my lips. “Later I change deh, uwu really if again jealous.” My God made Araz bend his face even more.

“nya, do not be tempted.”

My laugh's off. “He who used to give you the name Mas. As a form of idol service to his fans.”

Araz's eyes were round hearing my answer. “Seriously? Aren't you just the same, Son?”

“Dih, the conclusion from where is it? If you can be honest, the voice of the Son is sweet. In fact, many say that it looks like a SO7 Ambassador, but Arlan also does not lose his voice with Putra. More comfortable with my ears. Especially if you have mellow songs."

"Oh .. So what?"

"Well, how else?"

"Yes, don't change that, but why is it called My Destiny?"

"Because he thinks our meeting is like fate. If Arlan's same son's betting day I didn't come, maybe he won't develop himself to this point now."

"Betc?"

"Yes, the will of the Son just let Arlan want to join Nada Sumbang."

"Oh .. So it is."

"If Mas Araz objected, I could actually change the contact's name."

"No need, I don't care if you already know the reason" Araz replied in response to my statement. Even though that smile still seemed forced.