Heartfill

Heart Fill ep 7

A month later

After Mesya's move from Meta's contract, as long as Meta does not get news, he misses the news from his best friend. How he is now.

Meta decides to visit Mesya's house.

"Maca!" Mesya exclaimed happily to welcome Meta's presence." Enter, yuk. This is our home, no better than your contract.

"But here you're more peaceful, right?"

"Peace?" Mesya repeated the word in question.

And he smiled bitterly."Instead I feel unsettled, because in pursuit of sin. Not feeling too good, Met. Really."

"But Danish treats you well, right?"

"Terrorously good even. He loves me so much, and he spoils me. But what does this mean when we're not tied to a legitimate marriage?"

Meta did not comment. There's no point in talking. Meta has reminded me of it for a long time, and Mesya knew his steps were wrong, but he never tried to improve. He can only talk and talk without being able to do what he thinks is right.

"What about Radith?" ask Mesya at last.

"good. I came to tell you something. About our relationship, the face of Meta who was moody because he noticed the state of Mesya, now turned bright.

" What news?"

"Me and Radith are getting married...."

"Oh yeah?" Mesya was surprised, and of course he was also happy for the news brought by his best friend. Behind that joy, there was also envy.

Meta nodded.

"Congratulations, Met," said Mesya Parau, then in his best friend's embrace.

" After us, I hope you and Danish will follow soon,"Tempal Meta.

"Pray yes, Met," Mesya let go of his arms.

"Yes." Yeah."

"To be frank I envy" said Mesya almost without a sound." You're so lucky.., "more and more sad.

In the past, it was Mesya who felt lucky rather than Meta. Because getting a lover who is not much less than the magazine models who look cool. It turns out that appearance and attractiveness are only visible outside, but inside there is nothing. But Mesya loved him very much, and did not want to lose him.

"When is the plan?"

"Two months away."

"O yeah?" Mesya was shocked again. It feels too fast. And Mesya was really envious.

"Ehemm," said Meta with his sweet face that feels sweeter in such a happy state.

"Where's party?

" In bali, dong."

"I guess in Bandung, Radith's town."

"The plan was twice."

"Well, Asik dong."

"Soally, Radith was an only child, and they wanted Radith to wear no Sunda at her wedding, so we finally agreed to have two receptions"

"That's a hell of a deal, Met."

"Who knows your wedding party is even more excited."

"More excited because there is the sound of crying baby times huh?" Mesya grinned wryly.

"Don't have such ugly thoughts ah. That's not good."

"But my fate is ugly."

"It's not fate, you make your life this way. So don't blame fate. Because if you want, you can still change it," Meta uses the opportunity to remind his best friend.

Mesya was silent, not indifferent, but contemplating it. And Meta was right, if he wanted to, he could leave Danish, and find a better life than being with Danish would only put him in misery.

"If I were just advising you again, you would be tired of hearing that. But anyway, I always hope you find a decent life. We live in a country that still upholds ethical, moral, and religious values. And all denouncing the path you're taking now. I guess without me talking any longer you already know for yourself what the consequences are for you, and everyone who is as close as you."

Meta is concerned, very concerned.

And Meta was still silent when the door of Mesya's tiny rented house opened. Once exposed Danish face appears with the body looks tired.

"Oh, there's a guest apparently," he tried to smile, though stiff.

Meta returned Danish's smile.

"It's been a while?" asked Danish again as he stepped towards Mesya and sat down next to his lover.

"How's it going?"

"Good."

Mesya just fell silent. He did not even warmly welcome the arrival of the Danish. Hearing that Meta and Radith were getting married, she suddenly felt sad, and was no longer passionate about facing Danish.

"It's late, I'm home, huh?" the Meta pamphlet then

"Cock rush, anyway? In a moment, Met.

We eat together first, yuk," prevent Mesya.

"Other times, deh," reject the ethereal Meta

"Yes, yeah."

"Oh yeah, don't forget to help me later, huh?" the message as he stepped to the door.

"What help? Danish asked Mesya, not understanding Meta's intentions.

" Help me to prepare whatever I need for my marriage" Meta explained.

"Wedding?" Meta nodded.

"Yes, we're getting married in two months. And I hope you'll be here soon." Meta smiled, then panted once more and walked out.

Mesya just delivered Meta to the door. Then it turned lethargic after Meta left.

"Meta is getting married. I don't know when it's our turn" Mesya said, sounding like a complaint.

" Danish does not heed Mesya's talk.

"When, Dan?!"Mesya yells.

Danish was very surprised to hear Mesya yell at him, because not usually his lover was like this, and immediately he looked angrily at Mesya. He's tired. Very tired, but Mesya instead yelled at him like that.

Mesya also did not know why he had to scream so loudly. But from then on his heart was very tight. Tight and also feeling overwhelmed by something very heavy. And after shouting, he felt relieved, but looking at the sharp glaring Danish eyes towards him he felt regret and also fear.

" If you can't wait to get married, just get out of here and get married to anyone, but don't take me!"

"That's it, huh?" once you get what you want, you easily tell me to marry someone else, is this what you say will be responsible to me, Dan?"Mesya offended by the words of Danish.

"You know that's not the answer I want from your mouth, but your sense of responsibility! proof of your love, Dan.

" You demand too much! and you know I can't. So be patient, Mes! Patience!"

"Until when?"

"I don't know either!

" You just can't give me certainty, Dan, how can you tell me to be patient."

"But believe me, that's for sure, Mes," Danish replied in a tone of voice that began to weaken, no longer as loud as before.

"Sorry I yelled at you. I was shocked, not expecting you to get that angry at me."

Danish approached Mesya and touched Mesya's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, too, I'm freaking out hearing Meta is getting married."

"Patience, Mes, wait for me to get a better job and in accordance with my education." He then hugged and held Mesya in his arms.

And it's magical, every time Danish hugs him, Mesya's heart feels warm, and forgets everything.

Danish kissed Mesya's forehead gently, from the forehead she turned to the nose, and ending at Mesya's lips, Danish kissed Mesya's lips gently and warmly. A warm kiss is replaced by a hot kiss. Mesya enjoyed it and did not refuse. He was always so, always made to lose and helpless.

Danish and Mesya kissed intimately, the lips of both of them clashing together. Their tongues meet and coiled around each other, obscuring every inch of their oral cavities. Every now and then the Danish gently bit Mesya's lower lip also sucked it, making Mesya's blood boil feel the pleasure of the Danish kiss. Mesya did not stay silent, he did the same to Danish, Mesya learned a lot from Danish when they kissed before this.

The two kiss each other, looking at each other. Meaningful eyes, love, lust and yes, desire that is more than just kissing.

After a short period of stopping, Danish again held the nape of Mesya's neck and kissed Mesya again. Again, again, again and again Mesya no rejection. His eyes and heart were blinded by love, and Mesya could no longer think clearly. Always could not escape the turmoil in his chest. It felt like his love was so deep, taking him mired deep into a steep valley.

 

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"I love you" whispered Mesya

"Me too, Mes. And never doubt it. I'm sad. And I get sick when you talk about marriage. Trust me, when I'm ready, without you asking me to marry you."

"Yes promise?"

"Yes, I promise."

And I don't know how many hundred times Danish promised, but it was just a promise that he made to calm Mesya's heart without wanting to do it.