Love On Asphalt

Episode 46's

Karin could not help but stare in amazement at the figure of the man before her now. His cheeks were slightly flushed, the man he said was younger than him made him able to hold his breath for a moment. Beside him, Vian and Erick could only snort at Karin who was sculpting while looking at the Linga.

"So, you three are going to intern here? I got a letter from the University. And he said there were four. Not three." Lingga.

"Sorry, it's because our last friend was sick and couldn't come for an introduction." Vian slightly bowed over his apology. Actually it was not his duty, but rather Karin's duty was always the head of the group. But what can be said, Karin is too busy with her daydreams.

Linga nodded slowly,

"Over here you'll get some guidance from Uncle Aland."

"A-ano, why aren't you the CEO?" Finally, Karin raised her voice when she heard that it was not Lingga who was their field guide.

"That's not my job. After all I haven't had more experience to guide the more senior than me."

Karin's face turned red, he was amazed at the attitude of the Linga that he thought was cool.

"If anyone is asked about the company, please see Uncle Aland."

"Yes." Yeah."

The three of them answered compactly, after the three of them left he let out a tired sigh. His work feels so draining. Fortunately, Aland is still assisted as his secretary. If not, maybe he could abandon his college and work.

"It seems like two nights ago I haven't been able to treat my longing." His monologue. He glanced at his watch, a black watch Farrand gave him as his wedding gift. The numbers there still show at 2pm. That means there's still three hours until work ends.

"Maybe I'll see him later. Anyway, I don't have an evening lecture schedule." His whisper. When he imagined Farrand, the spirit of the Linga appeared and with a grin, he took the file before him and did his part as quickly and with the best possible results.

"Ah, just imagining it can already make my junior wake up."

Another with a phallus, where Farrand was sneezing suddenly. He who is enjoying his burger jumba is now grimacing because his tongue was bitten when he sneezed earlier. His appetite suddenly disappeared, and the burger that was still half that he just ignored. Their apartment dining room which was originally crowded due to the clanking of cutlery from Nadeen is now suddenly quiet.

"I miss Lingga." His whisper.

Nadeen who heard him slightly scrunched his forehead. Hey, didn't he hear wrong? Two days ago, his friend came home. Miss each other and chat two days and two nights. And now, he again heard the word longing. Shaking slowly, he can only be impassive if he thinks Farrand is in the middle of the Kasmaran island.

"Hey, Deen. What do we cook for dinner tonight?" Ask Farrand.

Nadeen shook his head slowly, he did not know what menu to serve because of his plan, later tonight Abel will join dinner in their apartment.

"You're the one cooking?" Connect Farrand.

"Taste me a little bad. You're just."

"Hey. The one who's gonna have dinner here is your girlfriend. Not sweetheart. So you're the one who took the cooking assignment."

"Then just call your lover too. What a hard thing."

Farrand lowered his head, he felt very sensitive when asked to discuss the problem of his lover.

"Then I'll just eat outside." Disconnecting.

"Hey. Can't be like that. Who will help me get everything ready?"

"Why don't you just take your redhead lover? She's good at cooking, right?"

Nadeen's face turned red, not for what. But if only the two of them are allowed to prepare food, then it can be ascertained that their cooking will not ripen as soon as possible. There will be a distraction event accompanying their cooking activities.

"Don't tell me you can't resist the temptation?" Guess Farrand.

Nadeen's face turned red. He could not deny Farrand's statement and he also slightly justified it.

Huhhh.....

Farrand let out a rough breath. He did not expect if his guess could be directly on target. If you look at the state of Nadeen, they must have done quite often.

"If you want to help me, I'll cook us breakfast for the next week." Tawar Nadeen's. Farrand. He memorized how Nadeen was. The woman abandoned her more when she got rations to prepare breakfast. And that's enough to make him even more angry. If Nadeen offers that, no and thank you. He still loves his wallet if he wants to save.

"Come Farrand. Please help me. Or you can take the man you're close to for dinner here too."

"Who do you mean?"

"Who else if not that Dafandra guy? You know, even the entire campus already knows this."

"You're wrong. I'm still loyal to Lingga and I'm not interested in that long-haired man either."

Nadeen snorted, he who still did not know about his best friend's marriage could only regret Farrand's attitude. He felt that Farrand had missed a rare opportunity to approach a potential man like Felix Dafandra.

"Felix is a potential man, Farrand. He's a descendant of Dafandra's nobility and becomes the ultimate heir."

"Then?"

"Then you said? Oi. He's a man with a lot of advantages. Besides her Dafandra, she is also the college prince. He's taking two majors at once. In the business department he has reached the 5th semester, and he just set foot in the same department as you this year. His brain is beyond doubt. You can be a big mistress if you take the betrothed."

Actually Farrand did not want to drop Nadeen's explanation which he thought was too excessive. He did not want to betray the Linga. He also thought that the actual Lingga was no less potential than the red-haired young man. The phallus had pent-up talent, and most importantly the Lingga had now become her husband. Legitimate husband.

"Na, if you want, you can take it. I still have the Lingga." Farrand.

Nadeen shook his head slowly,

"I'll do it if he comes near me. It's a pity that she's only approaching you, and I have a lover after all. Although it was only a branch family, my lover was also still a close relative of Dafandra."

"If you don't want to part with Abel, wouldn't I be like that? I also don't want to leave the Linga. The phallus is no less potential than him."

"God.slow, babe. I'm just voicing my opinion, okay?"

Farrand again snorted, he could not accept if his Highness was compared like this.

"I've only known him for a month. Our meetings were not always good and ended badly. How can you campus residents gossip about me with him?"

"How do you know if you're being gossiped like that?"

"You forgot? I also have ears that still work fine."

Nadeen chuckled small, nad,

"Alright, alright. I'm not going to talk about it anymore, okay. Then just put it this way. I'll bring one more and we'll cook together. It's better than the three of us eating and you're a real cure for both of us."

"I can eat out. Spending money eating at restaurants is not a bad thing."

Nadeen didn't want to give up. He had a plan, and inevitably Farrand had to agree to it.

"Come on, please. This is my first dinner with Abel since we moved here two months ago." Pinta Nadeen's.

Farrand who put his hand in front of his chest could only snort. If this was the case, he would find it hard to refuse Nadeen's request. He then nodded slowly and was greeted by a happy screech by Nadeen.

"Let's go shopping. I have a lecture until 6. And I'll help you after college."

Nadeen nodded steadily. It doesn't matter if he's shopping. The school hours are empty. He can ask Abel for help to take him shopping accompanied by a date and a hidden purpose. Ah, Nadeen was happy just by thinking about it.

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Farrand's face turned sour as he opened the door for his guest. The food was not fully ready because the specified dinner hour was still half an hour away.

"Hi, Fa."

Farrand stared intently at the long-haired old man next to Abel. And after his gaze turned to Abel, the man could only lower his head. He was annoyed half to death, with his arrival alone had made him upset, especially with the call? Hey, that call was a call from Lingga for her.

"Why did you bring Felix here?"

Glupes,

Abel gulped down a rough saliva, he who still felt shudder because Farrand's gaze felt his tongue was a bit like an answer to his question.

"In-he asked to be invited. Why don't you tell us to come in first? Where's Nadeen? I miss him."

A charming smile Felix waddled towards Farrand. But as if unaffected, Farrand just flicked his lips in annoyance.

As if getting a breath of fresh air, Abel nodded and was grateful that Farrand had not done anything more sinister. He knew the woman, the incident with Lingga was still recorded so clearly in his mind and seemed to warn himself not to disturb Farrand. But what power, Felix with his arrogance and absolute decision forced himself to hold this. And the prize is no kidding, Abel who is an American Muscle enthusiast in the lure of the latest Ford Mustang output. Of course he didn't want to miss that opportunity.

In the kitchen, Farrand found Nadeen smiling forcefully. He knew Nadeen was involved in this, and he could no longer be angry with him because he felt it was useless. Finally, they continued their cooking show with the comfort of the two.

Twenty minutes passed, the cooking was almost finished and just served it. The two of them were still silent, until the sound of the clink of the bell distracted their attention.

"Na, over."

Nadeen nodded, knowing the meaning of Farrand's words. He who had told Farrand to open the door must now be willing to open it. It was a wonder, which guests came to visit? At this hour, he never received a guest at this time, well, except for two people who were already in the living room.

"Fallus!." Nadeen suffocated, and Abel and Felix, who were sitting in the living room, lowered their heads.

"Where is he?" Cold Lingga.

"ah-ah. She's cooking in the kitchen."

"Good indeed. Because I'm hungry."

Without being invited in, Lingga immediately stepped into the kitchen. The strong aroma of cooking makes Lingga singleness a thin smile. He knew this cuisine, the cuisine that he always would later after tomato soup.

"You're a heavy opponent, Fe." Abel. He gently patted Felix's shoulder as if giving a sense of condolence.

"Who is he?" Ask Felix.

"She's been Farrand's girlfriend since High School."

Felix can only be 'oh' ria because he feels confident if he can conquer the heart of Farrand. He did feel that his rival was quite handsome, but he also did not want to retreat and give up just like that. Even so, Dafandra's blood flowed thickly in his veins. And Dafandra hates defeat.

In the kitchen, Lingga's hands immediately hugged Farrand's slender waist and sipped the scent he had longed for at the intersection of his neck. Farrand shook his head in shock, almost hitting the vegetable centong he held onto the head of the hugger if he did not see the watch wrapped around his left hand. She memorized the shape of the clock, because it was she who bought it specifically for her husband.

"When did you come?" Ask Farrand. He paused his cooking and gently rubbed the dark mane on his right neck with his free hand.

"just now. I miss you so much. So I decided to come straight here when working hours are over."

"You're nuts. You're driving in less than two hours?"

"Hu 'um. The power of love that suspends me."

"You're exaggerating. Then you haven't eaten and bathed?"

Linga nodded.

"Hand first, there's some of your clothes in my closet. I did deliberately bring some so that if at any time you come here you have no trouble finding a change of clothes." Farrand's lying. He said it was because he did not want to be discovered if the reason for carrying Lingga clothes was because of his longing. He could not say if when he missed he would hug the Lingga clothes and sip the aroma, right?

"Awhile more. I still miss your scent."

"Hurry, we'll have dinner together soon. Or would you rather not eat?"

The phallus shook, really. He preferred to be confronted by thugs and told to finish him off rather than face the threat of Farrand. Not because of anything, Farrand is in snack mode because his desire is not followed it is more frightening than even the yakuza boss.

Krueyukkkkk....

Farrand smiled, he then giggled amusedly because of the Linga that always could not hide his hunger.

"Here you go, take a shower or I won't give you a ration tonight."

After nodding and****** Farrand's lips, Lingga rushed to Farrand's room and took a bath there. If Farrand has related to the ration, inevitably Lingga will just obey like a child.

"He never changes." Farrand's Whisperers.

Mood Farrand who was previously bad because of the arrival of Felix is now changed to improve because of the arrival of Lingga. With a smile he served dinner while waiting for Lingga who was bathing. Nadeen was stunned in the dining room, he who was sitting next to Abel could only be silent. As for Felix, he desperately held back his arrogant feelings because Farrand forced him to sit next to Abel and face directly with Lingga-Farrand. Fortunately Lingga had not finished bathing, if it had been, he was not sure he could withstand the chills of his heart.

"Where's Linga?"

Abel who was tired of the silence opened his voice and intended to melt his suffocating voice due to the dark aura that Felix gave off.

"She's still in the shower, she's gonna be done soon." Answer Farrand.

Nope, nah,

"Why do you allow a man to shower in your room?" Felix's hand was jolted at the dinner table when he heard Farrand's reply. He could no longer contain his emotions, and now his anger was overflowing.

"What's your business, this is my apartment. That room was also my room, so wouldn't it be natural for me to allow my lover to take a bath in my room?"

"You're saying it's natural? He's not even your husband. You should have told him to use the bathroom near the kitchen."

"That's my business." As much as possible Farrand held back his anger. Not the husband he said? If only he did not remember his promise to his father, he would shout loudly if they had officially become husband and wife.

"Hey. Don't you understand that too? You're a girl. Did your father and mother never teach you manners and how to treat the man you live in?"

Enough, thats,

Farrand's face was burning and his eyes were heating up from Felix's words. He did not accept, indirectly Felix had insulted his father and mother.

Sets, sets,

In a rude gesture Farrand pulled Felix's hand and dragged him out of the apartment. He took it out by shaking Felix's hand and pushing it. Felix was confused, he felt he was just telling the truth and suddenly Farrand was so angry. Without another word, Farrand turned around, slammed his door and left Felix outside his apartment.

"Damn!" Felix's Bait. He didn't know that Farrand would be so angry after he said that. He comes from a distinguished family and upholds manners. Surely it disturbs his mind, because according to his family, it is inappropriate for a man who has not become his husband to enter into a woman's private room.

With emotions running high, Felix leaves the Farrand apartment and takes his car at a crazy speed. He wants to vent his frustration, and maybe he will go to the bar just so that the dizziness in his head disappears. And he seems to have forgotten that Abel didn't bring another car.

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Farrand increasingly hugged his embrace on the body of Lingga who was bare-chested and again sipped the scent of Lingga body, the aroma that he always missed. Lingga took him to an inn on Dafan hill where there was a mixed hot spring. He plans to stay in an inn rather than an apartment. However he was still aware of the condition, their treatment in the apartment later would only torture Nadeen's ears with their noisy sounds. And Farrand doesn't want Farrand to be ridiculed by Nadeen tomorrow. And of course he paid all the bills with his savings that he had long collected. Hey...every time spending excess money for the wife is okay, is not it? After all, let's just say it's their pending honeymoon.

"Come, Ling. You don't mind if we're always like this?" Farrand.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, is it okay for us to hide our status for so long?"

"Entah Fa. But I still don't understand why you told us to hide this."

"According to my estimation, my father told us to hide it not without reason. We are too young, and we want to mature our thinking first. I know that something's after me, and he's prepared this thing so I'm not alone. There'll be you looking after me, and I won't worry about our relationship if we're married."

"Then what about the company? From what I've seen, Uncle Aland has been more than capable of taking care of it."

"Dad believes in you. That's what I can get from there."

"believe it?"

"Yes. I believe you can take care of me and the company at the same time. You know, it was my dad who told me to get the implants. And dad told me if you believed I'd obey his wishes."

"Even if we have to sacrifice our dreams?"

"Not to sacrifice our dreams. But just so that we set our own dreams. All this time I believed in you, and you never let me down."

"Fa, sometimes I'm grateful we're married. But sometimes I also complain about our separate condition like this."

"Have it, instead of complaining, why don't we enjoy tonight? Don't you have to leave early tomorrow so you won't be late for work?"

"You're right."

Linga smiled, she let go of Farrand's embrace and carried Farrand into a heady kiss. Fortunately, he had rented the bath completely, so he and Farrand could enjoy a hot night in the bath without worrying about anyone interfering with their activities.

Tbc