Love On Asphalt

Episode 17's

Farrand was still standing in front of the exit to his school yard. It

look at the school gate where there are two people of different gender

walk together and stick to each other under a colored umbrella

blacker. The swift rain did not dampen their steps towards the black sedan

pick them up outside the gate. His heart hurts. And without knowing his feet

stepping through the torrential rain.

A chill started to seep into his body as his body had been completely wet.

It had only been three small steps, and now he felt his body light as it floated.

He regretted. Regretting forcing me into school until it ends like this.

Seeing the person he still loves walking together under an umbrella with

conditions that can be said so, err, what yes….. Ah yes, romantic.

Gree..

Farrand gasped as he felt his hand being pulled by the palm of the hand

bigger than his. He stopped, and turned his face away

to see whose hands had stopped him. His eyes were momentarily glued,

fixated on a figure of a black-robed old man with a handsome face

looks exhausted. His left hand with the handle of an umbrella

slung on his left shoulder, and one of his hands held a tiny hand

hers.

"I know that rain can disguise your tears. But I hope you

also know if rain can make you sick." Her speech.

"Why did you stop me?"

"Come, help me get my umbrella. You know, I'm a little bit tired

carrying an umbrella while offsetting the walk with my side of the foot

crack." Instead of answering, the man uttered a few words

offers him.

Farrand smiled miris. Wanting him to hug the man, trying to vent his taste

it hurt and screamed loudly at this moment. But, the logic

refuse to do that. The state of the school is not immediately quiet

it makes him scream in the rain.

"You don't want to help me in this distress, Fa?" Lingas, phallus,

the man actually knew what the blonde girl in front of him was feeling.

But he should be able to think rationally now. He wanted to hold her, though,

saying that he still has himself here and is ready to be an impingement at the time of Dion

hurt him like that.

"I don't want to get your clothes wet by hitching a ride under your umbrella, Ling."

Before Farrand finished his sentence, the young man had pulled him.

under her umbrella and hold her tight.

"It doesn't matter to me if my shirt has to get wet from being in an umbrella

with you. I have a jacket in my locker. You can wear it

while you're not cold."

Farrand nodded weakly. He then pulled the Lingga back into the school room

to borrow the Lingga jacket that is in the locker. At least he was grateful,

some people still care about it, even if a little.

Each one of them dissolved in his composure. The phallus that walks

teetering while thinking of Farrand, and Farrand who was walking bowed

while thinking of Dion. Until they did not feel they had reached the front of the complex

lingga Apartment.

"You wanna stop by?" Ask Linga.

Farrand fell silent and stopped his steps. He's confused. Stopped it? Or

just go home?

"Come to my apartment until dinner. I'll entertain you

as a thank you for borrowing me an umbrella and a jacket."

Said later.

Linga smiled with relief. He gives thanks even in his heart because he

invited to dinner together. That's fair. Some cook and can

approach with future partner. Approach with candidates

her in-laws. Ck.. find a chance, eh?

"I can't resist, can I?" Lingga. Farrand smiled

staring Linga. The warm smile he gave. Not a smile

like when he saw Dion with Zennie.

Grep....

"Don't stay away from me. Small umbrella. My body can get soaked

raindrops." The phallus tightened its body and hugged Farrand.

Warm, that's how he feels. And for a moment his cheeks blushed because he felt the circumstances

they were like lovers enjoying the beautiful rain.

'Ah.. not bad either.' Inner Farrand.

On the way they are no longer silent. Sometimes they throw some

words and spicy talk and small jokes. The phallus is grateful for that, though,

at least he could make this girl beside him smile a little stuff

just.

It did not feel like they had reached Farrand's apartment. Slender. That

felt the phallus when he first set foot here.

"sorry. The apartment's a little messy. I haven't gotten enough done yet."

Farrand. He walked ahead of Lingga and opened the apartment door with

key in hand.

"I'm home.” Farrand

keep saying hello even if he knows that no one will answer.

His father has not returned. And he's sure of it.

Linga examines every inch of the corner of Farrand's apartment. She marveled. Apartmen

better than his imagination. This apartment is a little bigger than

hers, but the minimalist order is able to make him amazed because

usually the apartment owned by a woman will be impressed girly. And in front of him

now such an impression is not seen at all.

"Sit. I'll change for a minute." Linga only

nod his head and immediately sit on a sofa with shades of blue in the room

guest. Again his gaze rolled researching every corner, and stopped at the

some photos are displayed on a hanging shelf on the side wall. Not much

photos there. Some of them contain photos of the Farrand family. Some more

contains a photo of Farrand in his own pose.

The phallus brings a thin smile. He saw the little Farrand

pouting with a smitten face. Maybe the photo was taken while he was

playing and eating ice cream. Then he saw Farrand

she was in the arms of a long-haired brunette who she guessed was her mother.

The woman's face was no stranger. It's like seeing an adult Farrand with brown hair

and his motherly look. At that moment he thought, maybe later if Farrand

mature and have children he will be as beautiful as the woman who was photographed it? If yes.

Then he will be happy to be Farrand's companion through time

rolling. Duh,, yeah. Who dream too far.

"Sorry a little long. I had a little trouble finding that father's shirt

if it's for you."

The view of the Linga moved from looking at the photo to Farrand. It's kinda

surprised by Farrand's sudden presence.

"Can you change your clothes?" Further. Linga nodded. It

then he got up from his seat, took the clothes in Farrand's hand.

"You can change your clothes in the guest room. The room is next door

kitchens. You can change clothes there. Or if you want, you can take a shower too." Lingas

nodding and walking towards the place Farrand mentioned.

After Lingga went to change his clothes, he also went to the kitchen.

Turning on the stove, intending to make two cups of tea and prepare some

a snack to accompany them.

The ringing of the house phone stopped Farrand's activities, he who was

prepare the tea so gasp and run small to reach it. Farrand

be certain. That call must have been from his father. That's for sure, because it's just his father

who's gonna call him on the landline, not his cell phone.

"Farrand darling. I'm not going home for tonight. There's that thing

I must do. If you're lonely, I'll call Dhiaz's father to

pick you up and you can spend the night there." His father's soft words

makes Farrand's heart warm. His father was always like this. Give

he is attentive even when he is busy.

"Dad don't worry. Just call Dhiaz, tell him to

stay here. And I'll call Nadeen to stay the night, too. Isn't that

will the house be crowded?"

"..."

"Oh yeah, tell him to come over before dinner. I

prepare a lot of food and we'll have dinner together."

There was Arasya's voice blowing a heavy breath. It looks like it will be heavy

daughter's decision. But at least his daughter will not feel lonely

without his return tonight.

"alright. I'll call. And don't forget to call me if

something's going on, huh?" Arasya then continued.

"Of course dad. Oh yeah, tell him to pick up Nadeen. Already

yah. That's all Farrand wants to say. Adios. Dear farrand

dad." Click.the phone was closed by Farrand and it sounded heavy

thereafter.

He knows. This will happen again after the company returns. Her father who

rarely come home, leave for a while, and he is lonely. But let.

That shouldn't be a big deal right now. He has friends who can

accompany him in his solitude. Not like in Halu City. Yang

accompanying him was only Dion.

Imagine the dining table will be crowded to make him smile. There's gotta be

jokes and laughter there. Ah, if you imagine it like that,

doesn't he have to call Nadeen first so he can get ready? And preferably

he also started preparing food that would be cooked later.

After he contacted Nadeen with his cell phone, he rushed towards the kitchen. It

recall. The tea he made was not yet prepared. And after he arrived

and his munchies with limped legs.

"I'm sorry, I forgot I was making tea." Her speech. It

then head towards Lingga and take a tray containing tea and cakes to

the snack.

"You must have trouble doing it. I'm really sorry."

Added Farrand.

"No problem. Anyway let me help you. I'm not good if I have to

just wait." Linga smile. But Farrand took over

the tray held by Lingga and headed for the guest room.

Inevitably Lingga nodded and obeyed Farrand's orders just like that. It

head to one of the sofas facing Farrand and sit in a leaning seat

quieter. His heart felt at peace feeling a calm state.

"Please drink it" said Farrand. Linga nodded. But he didn't

just lift the cup just like that.

"Dad called and said he didn't come home."

Sringggs.....

capan Farrand makes Lingga mood better. Indirectly Farrand

like saying if they're going to have dinner together. Like dating

romance is done by two people who become a couple. About that

thought of by Linga.

"So I called Nadeen to come here and sent Dhiaz to

pick up Nadeen and go with him."

Failed already.

Destroyed was Lingga's dream to have a romantic dinner together with Farrand

as soon as he heard Farrand also took the two men.

'I'm pathetic." Inner Linga miris.

"Ano, thank you for borrowing my jacket and.

your umbrella, Ling."

"Hm. It doesn't matter."

"Ling." Farrand's eyes narrowed sharply. He approached the Linga

and sit next to him.

The heart of the phallus was pounding and his cheeks were heating up due to the presence of Farrand

which is getting closer. He could feel Farrand's slow breathing. I don't know what

what happened to Farrand until he got closer to the Linga.

"Don't move." Farrand's Whisperers.

The phallus was just silently sculpting Farrand's orders. He could see Farrand's hand

which leads to his face. And a moment after the Lingga closed his eyes. Hand

farrand's warm feeling on his left cheek. Like taking something. However

it is enough to make the heart of the Lingga beat faster.

"It turns out it's just ants. I thought mosquitoes." Farrand said afterwards. Lingas

sighs relieved. He thought Farrand would do something that could make him

flowery. Like kissing her, maybe?

Being in this close position makes the Linga involuntarily move

his hand to hug Farrand. He embraced Farrand's neck and afterwards he

kiss Farrand's soft lips. There's no mold. Just a tight stick.

Farrand who recovered from his shock immediately pushed the chest of the Lingga field

and keep him away. The breath of kempis flower gets the spontaneous treatment of Linga

which is very unexpected.

"Farrand, I'm sorry. L'm... "

"I'll prepare the food. Nadeen and Dhiaz may be coming soon." Farrand interrupted the phallus without listening to the Linga

subsequent.

The phallus can only remain silent. He knew Farrand must have been shocked and shocked

the sudden treatment. He also did not expect, if he was like that

wanted Farrand to have unwittingly kissed him.

"Stupid." Lirih Linga's. He cursed himself for what happened

that's. And he warned himself because it was not impossible after this Farrand

will keep his distance from him.

The sound of knocking on the door blew his daydream. He knows. Nadeen and Dhiaz must be

has arrived. The phallus sitting on the sofa will move to the door for

unlock it. But Farrand's arrival made him recant his intentions.

"I'm preparing dinner. You guys sit down." Farrand

let them sit down and get nods from Dhiaz and Nadeen

dragged him.

"I'll help you cook." Farrand nodded. Then he

smile and take Nadeen to the kitchen.

"So. Why are you here, Lingga." The words of Dhiaz

as if interrogating him made Lingga raise his head and look at Dhiaz who was across from where he sat. That guy looks fierce. I don't know

it's just the feeling of a Lingga or indeed a Dhiaz looks like a

I'm worried about his little daughter.

"Farrand invited me to dinner.  We came home together

because Farrand didn't bring an umbrella."

"So you guys came home together when it was raining?"

Linga nodded. "So as a thank-you note he

take me to the night-meat together."

"And did you know that uncle didn't come home?" Linga nodded again.

Dhiaz just rolled his bored eyes. Then he got up from his seat and

move to sit next to Linga.

"Didn't you express your feelings?" Dhiaz Brief.

"What do you mean?"

"You like Farrand, don't you?"

Blush....

Hearing the words of Dhiaz who was too late to the point made the face of Lingga

heat up. He did not expect that his attempts to hide his feelings could

easily known by my brother

his class always looks lazy.

"I'll help you. But you have to promise me not to

betray him no matter what happens."

Linga nodded. But in a moment he shook his head hard."I

don't like it, Dhiaz." His kill.

"There is no need to deny it, Linga. I knew that only from

your eyes are on Farrand." Dhiaz. "Or you'd rather

if I just find him another guy?"

"Don't!" Again the phallus cursed itself. It could

talk immediately like that after Dhiaz uttered the utter

things that seem to challenge him.

Dhiaz grinned in satisfaction. He knows. The fishing will work and it can

he saw now the face of the Lingga that was squeezing.

"Alright, alright. I promise not to betray him. But what can I do to

can she know how I feel?"

"I'll find a good moment for you both."

"But how about later? Is there still no Dion? I could

seeing in his face how hurt it was to see Dion coming home with Zennie

it was noon."

"Farrand saw it?"

"of course! He even broke through the rain because he wanted to chase

they." them."

"What did you say?"

"Farrand broke through the rain because he saw Dion and Zennie coming home together

wearing an umbrella. They look friendly. So I tried to cheer him up

by taking her home together."

"Ck. Maybe tomorrow I'll make a calculation with Dion."

"I'm afraid he'll reject me." Lingga sighed softly.

Actually in his heart he gave up, giving up on Dhiaz's proposal in order to

he tells her his feelings for Farrand.

Pukkp...

Dhiaz's hands lightly stopped at the head of the Linga.

Making Linga who is in her mello mode glares funny towards Dhiaz.

"If you're afraid of heartbreak. Put on the skirt there. And being a girl

just." Speak Dhiaz in a slender tone.

"I don't want to."

"Then what do you want? Make Farrand love you and wait for Farrand

who asked you to be his girlfriend? Amusingly. Where is your pride as a person

a male? You hang on the toge tree my father planted next to his king?"

The phallus opened its mouth, really, what the fuck by planting a toge tree

next to that bed? Want to become a scientist suddenly and stop being a mechanic?

Crazy one!

"It's not. It's just...."

"What is it? Are you afraid of rejection?"

"Yes." Yeah." The phallus lowered his head. He did not think that he would

confessing his feelings to Dhiaz. Does Dhiaz have any talent

hypnotized until he just got late in their conversation and

make him break his heart? Or that ridiculous thought just exists

in mind?

"It doesn't hurt to try, does it? You never know what will

it happens if you express your feelings to her."

Like enlightened. That is the current state of the phallus. It's like getting

an injection of zeal from Dhiaz and it looks like he will round off his resolve

to immediately express his feelings to Farrand.

"I'll arrange it. So make the most of your time."

Linga nodded, again. His determination has been established and he promised in

heart to say when he was both with Farrand. Actually he didn't

tau. What plan will Dhiaz make to make it

have time with Farrand. But what is certain is that Dhiaz must have

a plan he couldn't guess what it was.

Tbc