Letter From Primus

TWO: LULA DRUGIN PRIMUS

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Lula carefully wiped the bruise on Primus' face. He's been painstaking and poultice. Primus himself was used to feeling such injuries that the guy only sounded grimacing once in a while.

Not to be left behind Lula was also nagging Primus back. "Why not keep your face anyway, Prim? I told you it was handsome. It's a pity that the face is handsome but bruised like this."

"Try not to be a brawler, maybe the girls out there already want to tack the same time. Want to ask for the same date."

Primus smiled amusedly at Lula's chattering. "Aren't you jealous if there's another girl with me?" primus said with probing eyes.

Lula. Silence for a moment felt the feeling of his heart as if it was being piqued. Then quickly the woman pulled the cloth in her hand to release it into a container filled with warm water on the table.

"Well, are you so quiet?" Primus shook his head and laughed as he looked at the frozen Lula with a stiff smile. "What do I look after my face for?  Am I a model? So it doesn't have to be too handsome. Gini is enough to make you feel at home, right?"

Lula stroking chest. "Yes already. It's up lo. I'm tired of nasihatin. From the love of advice that is serem-cerem until the sweet-sweet kayak earlier, still you still ngeyel."

The woman looked cut. "Don't know if someday I'm not next to you anymore. Who wants to be the same. Who wants to take care of you." said Lula while standing.

Primus frowned, "Where are you going, La? Don't stay alone."

"Indeed I'm so bad that you don't want to be with me anymore?" primus.

Lula was just kidding. He himself knew that it would never be possible to leave Primus no matter what. Although many people told him to stay away from Primus, Lula would never do so.

"Think of yourself, handsome. I'm gonna pull it out." Lula grinning.

Before he could leave, Primus got up from the chair and caught Lula's wrist. "Lula, wait."

The woman immediately looked at Primus's suddenly changing eyes. It is softer and there is anxiety implied there. "Lo's not afraid if I'm a bad influence on you?"

Lula exhaled slowly. His lips tried to conclude a smile as light as possible. "Gue believes lo more than the people out there say, Prim."

"Indeed, what bad have I received because of your same position from childhood? I still rank well, right in class? I still have an average of eight, right on the report?"

Then Lula chuckled. "The bad influence is only me who often cry because of lo. But that's okay, it's a sign I still love my wayward friend this one," Lula tiptoed ruffled Primus' black hair.

Primus chuckled. Calm down knowing Lula will always be loyal to her. "So I am so glad I heard it."

Lula patted the boy's shoulder in front of him. It was realized when he saw there was no whereabouts of Bram's car in front. "Lo want me to make some food? You haven't eaten, have you?"

Primus shook his head quickly. "No need. Let me wait to go home, see what food he brings. Go home, gih. Don't forget the PR."

Lula clenched her eyes. "Fried noodles, egg-studded, vegetable-studded, chicken-fried, dikasih—" Not yet had time to finish his speech, Primus gave up.

"Yes, deal. Listen, that's my real laper. Sori ya La, if I keep ngerepotin."

"The desire is someday I can be your husband. Let you also get my worship reward. Not like now, it's usually just making a fuss." Primus chuckled at his own jokes.

Lula glares. I don't know why her cheeks are red. "Guy on, Prim! Yes, you wait. I'm going back home to cook for you."

Primus knew that he was always troubling Lula. But the woman was always smiling and no one was even that sincere to her. I don't know what Primus can repay for all of Lula's kindness to her other than looking after her.

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