Love Mita

The sins created

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Friday afternoon should be Mita's time to get ready to go home to Cianjur. But the calves feel heavy, the effect of the circumference of the factory area from the restaurant that is located the front, to the farm that is located the rear. He must know how much the factory as a whole to ensure that not the calves are spoiled but because the factory land is large.

"Abang, I don't think I'm going back to Cianjur. I'm a soybean, roving from the resto to the farm. I told you Mr. Tarjo didn't come home."

Rama was preparing to leave for the airport. Mita has since asked for a video call, but she is not frustrated because it is not possible for now. Mita can see her neat fashion clothes on with a suitcase that is ready to be pulled. The plan could be messy.

"I can't call Mita anymore baby."

According to calculations, Rama can only make a video call at least when he reached his home in Jakarta, possibly Sunday morning because the landing plane at Soekarno Hatta Saturday at 23:55.

Mita who lately often unmood not clearly make Rama ticklish himself, so know the other side of his future wife.

"Abang mah that, if the brother who misses me again sleep also still maksa video call. What else is it????"

Rama had not written a message from Mita, hoping Mita would sleep soon because it was already midnight in Tangerang. Rama also does not want to make him pity Mita who wants a video call.

"Sorry baby, I'm leaving first." Rama kissed the wallpaper of his cell phone containing a photo of him and Mita while at Golden Gardens Beach Park the other day.

The trip took him 20 hours to eat, watch a movie, and sleep. Rama chose the Japan Airlines (JAL) business class because of its good reputation. The airline is full service pride of Japanese citizens, providing food throughout the trip. We can choose Japanese or Western food. For Muslim passengers on the Seattle - Japan - Jakarta route can also choose halal food when booking. As for flight routes from Indonesia or Muslim-majority countries abroad, it is certain that the food served is halal food.

About drinks, almost 30 minutes once JAL flight attendants come to passengers offering a variety of drinks ranging from green tea, coffee, fruit juice, to wine. Passengers should not be afraid of hunger during the trip.

While on board the plane Rama can also reply to Mita's message. Because JAL provides paid WiFi service so that passengers can access the internet. You can even make a phone connection through the web or an application.

Rama smiled at Mita who was upset because she still did not want to raise a video call from Mita. Rama who initially wanted to pick up the phone was forced to turn off unilaterally because of the roar of the plane heard by Mita.

"Again where the hell? It's rich there's noise. Not in the apartment? I went to Sawarna not allowed, while Abang himself wandered. The most can be !"

Rama laughs reading Mita's message after she turns it off. Mita is certainly upset because the event was forced to be postponed on the orders of the big boss.

''Dear, you do not su'udzon, sin."

Arriving in Jakarta, he immediately took an airport taxi to his home. As soon as the gate of the house is tightly closed. Like there are no signs of life. He was sure his parents were not sleeping. Because Saturday night schedule Pak Romi and Bu Lia stay up late talking about anything including small things though. Sena was also home, because on the plane Sena updated a photo of a pillow that he was very familiar with. The pillow he bought in Dufan when Sena was still in High School.

"Bah, please wake up Mamang or Sesar open the gate. I'm going in."

The message Rama typed for Mr. Romi.

Rama waited for the gate to open in the taxi. His phone rang, his message was answered by a phone call. Xixisxi.

"Where are you?"

"In front of the house. Kasian, this cab driver, I'm still in the cab."

The phone connection was cut off, apparently Mr. Romi immediately opened the gate because he felt disbelief.

"You're not going home to say anything."

"It's called Pah's surprise..."

"We were going to Bandung to see Sena. But Sena's hunted nyampe, lucky to the band is not so."

"You healthy? Congratulations and success you've passed the trial. Now Papa believes you're Papa's son."

Asyeeemm, so you didn't believe it? If not whose son is Papa? Bamwir's son? Xixisxi.

An hour more his family introgated why it could reach Jakarta.

"Flight dong Mah."

Because Rama had slept all along in the plane, making Rama did not feel drowsiness.

"Why not say? Can be picked up at the airport. Do you know you're not coming home?"

Rama smiled as he said "Not yet."

"The story wants a surprise-in boyfriend." Excited pen brought 4 types of tumbler.

"You sleep there, wash your face first."

Rama forced himself to sleep for a while, so that his energy was full again later in the morning.

"The body of Awakening Mah is afraid of misfortune. Abis Fajr I want to go to kabogoh." (nude: ngapel, kabogoh : lover)

"Emang doesn't cape?"

"Make Neng Mita mah Abang not know cape."

Mr. Romi shook his head to see the simplicity of this boy.

At 6 am, Rama is ready to leave. What he initially thought would experience jet lag, turned out to not apply to him at this time. Because jet lag turned out to be outdone by a burning longing in his chest.

The distance of his house to the factory that was 40km adrift he could pass within an hour. Jakarta on Sunday morning was quite tenuous, supporting him to immediately meet Mita.

Once until.

"Mit, the car that Tarjo used to carry was in front of the boarding house. Let's see who brought it."

The location of Mita's room on the 3rd floor allows her to look outside the gate. Mita saw the car that Mr. Tarjo was carrying was parked there. Why come so early in the morning? Maybe Mr Tarjo forgot it was Sunday?

Soon Mita pressed the elevator button towards the 1st floor. The cost is indeed exclusive costs, even Mita herself just knew there is such a luxurious cost that is equipped with an elevator. When asking boarding neighbors who work as golf caddies what the cost of rent there is, Mita was surprised not to get stuck because the rent is 7 million per month. Almost double the monthly money that Rama routinely transfers since yesterday's application event. Rama turns out to be consistent with his talk the other day that he is now the responsibility of Rama, not the responsibility of Bu Lia again. The monthly money was even more than what Ms. Lia used to send every month.

Mita tapped on the window glass next to the driver, which was covered in window film with 60% darkness%. The shadow of the driver who uses a thick jacket with a full face mask, and the hat looks different from Mr. Tarjo.

The car glass was lowered.

"Why is Pak here? Today is Sunday Pak factory holiday."

Rama was silent, not answering.

"Aren't you Tarjo? Who yeah? Why bring your brother's car?"

Mita pulls the hat that Rama is wearing out of annoyance, the driver does not answer her questions.

"Ang? Ih kelas so kangennya so squirm Pak Tarjo like Brother."

Rama laughed and opened his mask.

"I'm home."

Mita's brows furrowed, convincing herself that in front of her was now really the brother she meant. Not Tarjo

"I miss."

Now he was sure, his Rama was home. Soon he opened the driver's door and hugged Rama tightly. Mita who is only as shoulder as Rama can freely smell the scent of his lover's body. The same scent that Mita smelled in front of Malabar 10 more than two years ago.

"You didn't say you were going home, I was waiting. I thought you were playing with American girls there."

Mita was crying haru, her lover was now in her arms.

"Hush I'm here, I've never played with American girls."

Five minutes Mita and Rama hugged each other, releasing a longing that was so agonizing and chest tight.

"Abang did not pick up a video call from me turned out to come home here."

Rama smiled, rubbing Mita's cheek.

"Will we go to Sawarna? I'm both the same as there. I didn't want the kids there so I told them to come next week. Let's just get both of us."

Mita nodded, radiating happiness on her face as merass was touched. It turns out that there is another reason so Rama asked the production children to postpone the trip to Sawarna.

At first he wanted to go to Sawarna with the production children, but it seems the two with Mita without any factory children would certainly be more romantic.

"But Brother just got up? He said it's 4 hours away from here. To Anyer is more dekett."

"Well, just as you are."

Rama does not want to be disturbed. Along the way his hand never separated in conjunction with Mita's finger of goods for a second. Two hours was short as it was spent laughing and sharing stories.

Mita's feelings this time are different from her feelings in America, because at that time she was overcome with guilt for feeling that she had betrayed such a nice person to her.

"I love Brother. Thanks you've come home for me, now with me here."

Rama kissed the back of Mita's hand. Rama likes the expressive Mita of the moment, expressing all her feelings without hesitation.

"I'm craving something." (i again want/cove something) on a blistering morning on Anyer's beach, making Mita imagine how refreshing a piece of ice cream can be.

"What are you craving?" (what desire?)

"Ice cream." Mita answered without hesitation.

"Come on, we're looking for."

Rama drove his car back, looking for ice cream for the heart.

Once the ice cream was in hand, Mita got into the car and opened the package enthusiastically. Then licking his ice cream is no less enthusiastic.

The ice cream in Rama's hand almost melted, because Rama's eyes focused on Mita who was cool with vanilla ice cream.

"Our cream is liquid, make me if you don't want to." Now Mita devours her chocolate ice cream. His brain seemed to blank to see Mita's lips filled with chocolate ice cream.

Unconsciously now his lips touch Mita's lips, cleaning the traces of ice cream around Mita's lips. I don't know where Rama did it all.

Mita kept quiet, without refusing. It makes them more courageous to do so. Sip every inch that still feels sweet. The ice cream that Mita was holding now fell on her jeans.

With his eyes closed he heard the sound of sobbing. Mita crying.

"Why cry?" Rama did nothing wrong.

"You're evil, why are you taking it now?"

Mita moved away from Rama, took the car tissue that was now in front of her and rubbed the traces of ice cream on her lips with a cry, but Rama still did not understand.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Why did you kiss me? When we're not married yet." the crying's hardened.

Rama pulls Mita's head into his arms.

"I'm sorry I was spontaneous. I wrong?"

Mita was silent but kept crying.

"I'm wrong? Tell me I'm wrong."

Mita nodded in her arms.

"I miss you, I love you. That was because of the overflow of feelings that I had been holding up all this time. I can't do it anymore. Sorry."

"But we're not married yet Bang... I promised myself to keep it until I got married."

"Tomorrow we marry. Please love me again, I still want to..."

Mita nodded with certainty.

Rama lowered his face to the level of Mita's face.

"Please... I could go crazy if you refuse me again." Rama's pleading gaze, made Mita drift away. Mita could not bear it, finally she nodded slowly and closed her eyes.

Slowly Rama brought his face closer, which is now not a matter of distance. Rama's left hand pulled the nape of Mita's neck until their faces were united. While his right hand touched Mita's waist. He was experiencing the feeling he was feeling now.

That afternoon Rama and Mita enjoyed the sins they had committed themselves. Pouring a feeling in the heart by sharing a warm feeling on the lips until Mita felt a rumble that she had never felt in her stomach.

"I love you, I miss you, I want you." Rama hugged her.

Now Mita understood the word of desire that Rama often said.

"Sorry I can't do this. I'm so tormented that you refuse to marry me anytime soon."

Now Mita not only knows, now she also understands what is called the biological needs of men.

"Thank you for not rejecting me anymore, because I can't possibly kiss Fery. I have no other woman but you."

"Don't betray my trust."

"You still don't believe me?"

Mita nodded.

"Tomorrow we marry. Let you know, what I feel right now is not only naf su but also love." Rama let go of his embrace. Close your eyes, think about what happened today.

Are Rama and Mita really getting married tomorrow? Hayoooh Rama sih steal start first 😂😂