Milky

Part. 103

In the midst of the crowd, a figure he longed to stick to the surface. The smile he carved implied deep sadness. Suffering, clearly drawn in his manic that always looks charming.

That graceful step wanted to embrace hope. Waving, wanting himself to come soon. A drop of holy water fell on the earth as it closed the beautiful petals framing its warm bead.

"Sister?" Gentle voice, seducing her presence, "how long has it not come? Are you not sure I'm going?" continued a melodious it again disturbed the peace of heart and tranquility of the soul.

"Pregnant?" Bima flinched, the ballpoint pen he was holding fell against the floor. Bouncing a few times caused a loud noise due to the quiet class.

The young man with the bead was as deep as the night sky, moving on without further ado. Holding the bag on his right shoulder, walking out past the assistant lecturer who was busy taking notes on lessons.

His heartbeat uncontrollable, making him want to quickly arrive at the place of the idol of the heart. Bad premonitions come alternately, cramming a heart that is unsettled. The lesson is not over.

Bima is a man who never ignores the taste that is present in the mind. All that is concerned with his heart, will not make him calm if the eyes have not looked and make sure that he is fine.

Bima's heart grew uncontrollable as the shadow of the girl being bullied by local men once loomed again. He stepped on the accelerator pedal at full speed leaving the campus.

"Please, you're fine, Ra."

His Lisan mumbled softly, his heart whimpering even more. On the street, he is the king. I can't remember if he just got out of the hospital in an accident. Forgetting that his leg is still injured.

Car tires squeaked in front of the girl's house, Bima rushed to Khaira's mother and asked her about the girl who managed to interfere with the concentration of her mind.

"Fuck? He's washing up in the river."

Hearing the word of the river, Bima's heart grew increasingly anxious. Not finished the middle-aged woman spoke, the young man who always helped her son darted quickly.

"Gua can't be late. Wait for the cave, Ra!" scream his heart while speeding up the pace.

Bima was stunned when the ears heard the sound of screams as well as the cry of the girl pujaan on the river bank.

"Mom!" His eyes widened almost out of where he was. Bima spurred the pace faster, did not want to be late, did not want to regret. He has not expressed his feelings for the girl.

Bima broke through the bush, his eyes glaring for Khaira's whereabouts. There, a man was doing something inappropriate. The water falling from the fertilizer witnessed how Khaira struggle to escape from the confinement of the predator.

Just now his anger had subsided against Akmal, now again ignited by the shameful sight before him. His legs sped fast, darting like the wind that flew anything on the streets.

"SLOW!" His voice was like thunder grabbing, hoarse and echoing. His throat was choked by emotions that kept the chest cavity squeezed. Revan flinched, not expecting the action to be caught by others. He thought this place was deserted because it was far from the settlement.

Not yet had time to digest the situation, a hand grabbed her hair, pulling her firmly until the sassy body moved away from the flower.

Bugh!

Bima looked at her cousin's nyalang with a hunting breath. Both hands clenched to prepare to attack again. Khaira's moaning voice, softened Bima's anger. He nodded then turned to look at the condition of the girl.

The young man was stunned for a moment before closing his eyes following his head which turned to avoid something he should not have looked at. The girl lay in a miserable condition. His upper clothes were almost torn open.

Bima took off the jacket he was wearing, helping the idol to move and wear the jacket to cover his almost open body. Those wet eyes looked up at Bima with the roar of hardened water.

"Sister!" His cry broke again when he hugged Bima. The sanctity that Bima guarded, the honor that she was about to leave to the young man was almost tarnished. It would be Bima's regret for the rest of his life if he had come late earlier.

The young man's tears fell as he closed his eyes, and Kharia's wet hair fell apart. His heart suffered to see the girl he loved in such a humiliating state as now.

Bima cupped the girl's face making her look up, rubbing both her puffy eyes and unceasingly watering.

"The caveman said no need to go to the river again. Why do you feel holy in the river, there is too much evil here. You don't know who has evil intentions ama lu, Ra," said Bima in a soft tone. His thumb rubbed Khaira's cheeks that were endlessly shed by tears from the eyes.

"There is no water in the house, brother. Mom couldn't pay. I had to wash in the river with my friend. Sorry for not listening to Brother," the girl said as she pleased. He buried his face in Bima's stomach and kept crying.

While Revan, he stared in disbelief at the figure who had just given a raw bogem on his face. His heart was pounding strongly, how was his fate in Bima's hands?

Akmal who was bigger than him was able to lift up this morning, not to mention his thinner self. Maybe Bima will be thrown far and far into the bush.

"The-the-bima?" call Revan with his hoarse and stammering voice. He tried to rise from the rocks that made his butt ache when he hit earlier.

Bima's heart heated up hearing Revan's voice calling out to her. The anger that had diminished because of Khaira, now re-ignited and licked. The girl was no less surprised when Revan recognized Bima. He did not want to take off the hug even though Bima's body had twisted behind him.

Bima nudged on Revan's figure who limped straighten the body. His face blackened exactly as it had this morning as he vented emotions at Akmal.

"Gua did not expect educated rich people you can do embarrassing rich gini. Lu's lowly, Revan. Your way is very low and tacky. If you like Ara, you should treat her like a bitch. If you love her, you should keep her honor. Not even ...." Bima shook his head in disbelief. He can still control himself so as not to attack Revan.

His fist grew so strong that he could feel all the nails almost stuck in his skin.

"Gua keep him baek-baek, the cave upholds his honor, but you want to destroy him. He's valuable for caves. Just so you know, Revan, she. Lu denger's! Khaira would-be mother of the cave boys. Never again do you dare touch him if you want your life to continue." With confidence Bima said that.

Kharia turned his back to hear Bima's confession. His heart flowered, he dropped his head on the back of the idol. Smile when the tears fall. In the end he got a definite answer to the feelings he had been keeping all this time.

"Bi-Bima .. I'm sorry, but I really don't know if you're her future husband. I thought he was just bragging. I ... I love him too, Bima," said Revan a hint of regret seen in his eyes.

"Sorry, Revan. Cave has given up on the company, but about Ara cave will not give you. It's up to you, but don't try to touch her!" bima again. He did not want to feel like he handed the girl to a man who had been presumptuous to desecrate her. He thought Revan was different from most men. In fact, it's the same.