Letter From Primus

NINETEEN: PRIMUS IS ACTUALLY SERIOUS

Like and his comments are conditioned yes. It's free

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Lula's mother stepped hurriedly into the backyard of the house to approach her son. He intended to ask Lula for help to replace her monthly shopping because this afternoon he had to attend an invitation from one of his best friends.

With a graceful and elegant attire, she was present in the middle of Lula and Primus who were chatting casually in the pavilion. "Geez, Lula," he said as his mother Aya—his mother Lula found her son's hand wrapped in bandages. "Your hands are bandaged?"

Lula twisted her lips after being jolted at hearing the reprimand from her mother. "No pa-pa, Ma. This was just a kite." The woman smiled to convince.

With a beam of anxious feelings, Aya's mother looked at her daughter. "Correct? Well, that's why you play carefully next time, baby."

Lula nodded then asked spontaneously to see her mother who had appeared neat "Where are you going?"

Aya's mother smiled warmly. "Oh yeah, this is my mom going to Aunt Syahrini's house, she's grateful for her new boutique. Because of fear later mama came home last night, the plan was mama wanted to tell you to go to the supermarket to buy monthly shopping."

He gently touched Lula's shoulder as he continued. "But because your hand hurts again, yes, you've rested."

Lula quickly chimed in on her mother's words. "Lula can do it, Ma. Love Lula for the shopping list."

Mother Aya's eyes narrowed. "Ah is right?"

"Yes, Ma. Don't worry about it."

Seeing his son grinning wide in front of him, he also agreed. "OK if that's it. But new mama ngizinin if Lula buys it cemented with Primus."

Aya's mother tilted her head slightly, giving a smile to a guy sitting next to Lula. "Primus can't you get Lula?"

Primus's smile was lightened. "Not to be asked again, it can be, Auntie."

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Lula and Primus went from hot air to cold air as soon as they set foot on the supermarket floor. Their steps go hand in hand toward the shelves that make up the kitchen spice fixtures. Located two steps beside Lula, Primus crossed into the figure of his best friend.

"Lula, I noticed you're fat, huh?" reprimand Primus with a serious look.

Lula stopped for a moment. The woman looked down on her own body and raised her face again while asking Primus. "What's the matter, Prim?"

Primus lips are sweetly curved. "Not panic. I am just kidding. Hehe."

Lula clicked her tongue, "What the hell, Prim. Not funny to know."

With two baskets in hand, Primus moved following the distance Lula was back galloping forward. Clenching himself to Lula's shoulder, Primus interrupted. "Normally you laugh too so it's not funny, La."

"Lo's tired of my chuckles, huh?" connect the guy with his eyebrows raised next to him.

Lula shrugged her shoulders. "Know ah..."

When Lula was about to pick up the vial sauce that was on the shelf, Primus reopened his voice. This time the man's voice sounded soft and sincere. "Lula. I like it the same lo."

Instantly Lula's heart expanded inside the chest hearing the words spoken by Primus, but because of Primus who was always joking towards her, Lula tried to ignore her feelings that were now flying. The woman sighed back at Primus. "Prim...when did you stop making jokes?"

"Gue again males joking now. It's still a lot of groceries we haven't bought, Prim!" continued Lula while showing off the grocery list in her hand.

With a meaningful look, the guy next to her rebuked again. "Lula..."

"This time I'm serious, La."

Lula was silent while their gazes stuck to each other. The time that rattled between them seemed to pause for a moment. Then a few seconds later, Primus tried to continue with his words in a weak tone. "Gue likes...."

Wanting it to feel right now Primus took out his heart to Lula, but the guy weighed it back up. Given that Lula dislikes him, Primus finally undoes the intention to say that he really likes Lula. There was pain felt in Primus' chest, but it all had to be paid for Lula not to stay away from him because she had secretly had feelings that should not exist between their friendships.

"Primus?" reprimanding Lula with a trembling voice waiting for the next word to be spoken by the guy who was staring at her without a blink.

"Gue likes it.. bother you."

There is pain because again all the signs of Primus love are just jokes. Hanging expectations on Primus seemed unnecessary to him. The woman slowly turned her eyes and went back to look for the things she had to bring home.

"La..wait me this time." Call Primus.

"Why is the road fast? I find it difficult on the way. I know I have a lot of shopping."

Next Primus frowned looking at Lula. "Why now stop? Tired huh? So don't hurry the path."

Lula complained annoyedly. Hate for himself because he loves Primus so much but also knows that he can never be more than a best friend to the guy. "You shouldn't have come with me shopping."

"How are your hands, La? That bandaged hand of yours can carry this much groceries?" Primus thrust his basket forward as Lula wanted to put a box of cereal into it. "I was also asked to make nemenin lo."

"Not thank you while praising the handsome Primus, this is even getting angry."

"Dear not if I'm going to be your husband. It's definitely...."

Lula glanced at Primus from the corner of her eye. "Surely what?"

The guy next to her was actually grinning and nudging Lula's shoulder. "There is, kepo?"

"Basic bum!"

Before Lula could get far away leaving him to the front, Primus exclaimed. "It would be very compatible if we were a couple, La."

"What the hell, Prim." sambar Lula when Primus was present back beside him. It could not be covered that this second a faint smile adorned Lula's lips. Again the guy can always trigger the curve of his smile to rise.

With a wide grin, Primus teased Lula. "Cie smile. Glad I said that?"

While trying hard to hide her preparedness, Lula retorted. "Lo is smiling. I'm normal, Prim."

"My dream husband is not like you, Prim. Don't be geer!"

Primus chimed in with innuendo. "His husband? My boyfriend doesn't have you, La."

Hearing Primus chuckle, Lula put on a sour face. "Entar deh I'm looking for a girlfriend who certainly does not like lo."

Primus played his eyebrows while showing off his neatly arranged row of white teeth. "Don't go far, La. Pacarin the guy in front of you only once."

Lula knew Primus was just joking with him, but his heart was always floating in the air. Unable to stand receiving the Primus flutter that further reddened her cheeks, Lula took a quick step away from Primus.

Primus lost his smile, a sign that he was tired of playing in front of the woman he loved. "But he was left behind. If only you knew La, if everything I said was actually from the bottom of my heart the deepest."

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