Letter From Primus

SIX: PROMISES OF PRIMUS

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This morning Lula was startled by a cat that was suddenly rolling on her bed. The woman darted on the bed and shouted, making a crowd in the morning. Meanwhile Primus was grinning to see Lula there.

When she realized there was Primus in her room and it was definitely the guy who put the cat there, Lula screeched furiously. "Primuuussssss!"

Primus laughed as he stroked the cat's back. "Yes, iaaaang?"

"Why is there a cat here! Get the cat down now!" Lula retreated to the end of the bed. Pulling a blanket over his chest in anticipation just in case the cat in front of him hit him.

Primus picked up the cat and was about to thrust it at Lula. The woman warned fearfully. "Primus! I don't like cats! Down now or....."

Lula's voice disappeared, confused as to what punishment Primus wanted to give.

"Or what? Want to kiss me? Hurry up here, the handsome guy's already taking a shower." Primus poked his cheek forward.

Lula instantly noticed the figure of the guy in front of her. Right, Primus already looked fresh. His hair was damp, the guy was ready with a white-gray uniform on his body. Lula quickly answered the matter. "Yes. But alight first the cat. Bring it back outside."

"Ah lies," replied Primus.

"If you want, kiss first now I just take the cat out." added Primus toying with eyebrows.

"Primus! Ah ah hick it. Or do I scream to call bokap just let you get scolded?!" Lula threatened so much not knowing what to fight Primus in such a way.

That guy was challenging. "Call aja. I asked permission to disrupt you."

Lula glares. The woman ruffled her waist and quickly pulled her body back because she realized that the cat was still in Primus' arms and whenever the guy could throw it in front of her.

Lula sighs. "Primus..."

Primus lifted his gaze from the cat and looked at Lula. "Yes, What?"

"How long have we been in office?"

The area between Primus's eyebrows is wrinkled. "Mm.... from small right?"

"Keep knowing I don't like cats since when?" Lula asked again.

"From childhood too, right?"

"The cat's circle. Primus is a good boy." Lula was squeezing with a wide smile.

But the guy still shook his head. "Ah lied to you. People say I'm wayward, really."

Lula instinctively shed her tears which made Primus suddenly fret. The man hurriedly lowered the cat to the floor and led it out. Lula still did not stop shedding tears while Primus tried to move to the end of the bed to approach his best friend. "Lula.. excuse me."

"Don't cry that. I'm crying it out."

"If you want to be angry with me, get angry. Hit me, La. I was not joking."

Lula turned his head and looked softly at Primus' face. "Why have you never heard my words?"

"Smack me, Prim!"

Primus. Through the corner of her eyes, she saw Lula wipe away the tears and then gawk away leaving her. In his submission, Primus felt regretful and unkind to Lula at this moment.

*****

Lula this early has put on a pouty look. The woman was still upset with Primus. But as his affection for the man was much greater, he whispered to his mother in the kitchen preparing breakfast. "Well, how can Primus wear a uniform? Um Bram gave her permission to enter the house?"

"Om Bram went outside early in the morning. The key is already placed in a normal place said Primus earlier." reply his mother who was scavenging fried rice from a frying pan to a large glass bowl.

"Mm... She's had breakfast yet, mah?" Lula asked.

"It seems not yet, tell Primus to have breakfast with us." replied his mother while opening an apron in front of his body.

Lula turned around and watched her mother put the glass bowl on the dining table. Lula hurriedly stepped into the front room to approach her father. "Bah, breakfast yuk." cried Lula.

His father got up from the chair while taking Primus, but the guy just flinching there. Lula tried to catch her breath and spoke to the guy. "Prim, come have breakfast."

Primus looked to his head and looked at Lula with a guilty look. "So. I had breakfast. Let me wait here." That guy is lying. He looked for food in his house, but found nothing.

Lula's annoyance at Primus simply vanished. He'll never get angry all day at that guy. Primus is his favorite. In the view of the current Lula, the one sitting on the chair was still the old Primus. He was sad when his parents often fought.

Primus who is afraid of separation.

Therefore Lula came forward and sat down on Primus' side. This time it was Lula who was embracing Primus' shoulder. The woman rubbed her while looking at the pair of male eyes. "If you think I'm really mad at you, it means you don't really know me, Prim. You don't understand our friendship."

Primus turned to look at the smile that rose on Lula's lips. "Sir, La. I think I've gone too far with you. Every day you disturb. Ngerepotin. I also often cry."

Primus pondered with a downcast face. "Gue was afraid that you would actually leave because I could not stand my attitude. Because my own behavior will eventually make you leave. Who else cares about me?"

"Who else loves me the most after I've not been around?"

Lula's heart was sore. "Hush, the time he said strong guy, fight guy, sad like this? Early in the morning gini again." said Lula bitter. Eyes glazed.

Primus tried to make a line of smiles but still serious. "Lo may forget La, whatever stubborn guy, he still has feelings. And what's most dreaded and torturous for any stubborn guy in the world is losing the person he loves the most."

The breath of Primus is attracted. "And I did that once when I left. I don't want to hear that anymore, La."

Lula could no longer stem her tears rolling in the temple. "Primus, I promise. I will no longer cry in front of you. If that's what you're afraid of, I cry, I won't do it again. I promise."

Lula's pinkie stretched out as she made that promise. But Primus nodded. "Son, it's not you who has to promise. But I promise to make you happy, La. Let me smile and not cry anymore."

Primus hooks his finger on Lula's pinky. "Beautiful girl don't cry early in the morning. Later in the om-om taxi just know the taste of lo!"

Lula laughed as she pinched Primus's stomach. "AH, PRIMUS!"

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