Milky

Part. 119

Long Sunday night. It was mentioned in a song describing a weekend night. The night that children always wait to be able to play with parents after six other nights busy with work.

A night that feels full of flowers for two lovebirds who are drunk in love. The weekend night that Bima awaited came to bring love. The hustle and bustle of humans in the big cities brought the atmosphere of the long night to life.

Downstream vehicles do not recede, young people are dating. Including Bima who has been sitting on a motorcycle waiting for the lover to finish the job.

Tonight, he will bring Khaira to meet Dewa and Tina as his future wife. Cigarette sticks have been ignited to accompany solitude in the parking lot of his father's own satay restaurant.

A red rose tucked into the head of the motorbike, he looked at it with a smile that had no edges. Ever since the incident at the river, Revan has never appeared before him. Where's the kid going? Bima himself did not ask.

The silhouette he was waiting for appeared slowly from behind the building. Bima went down, one hand he hid behind with the rose he was about to give. A sweet smile dimpled cheeks welcomed the arrival of the girl who seemed to shine with a hijab covering her hair.

"Have you waited long?" tanyanya is so faced with a young man who fulfills her love as well as attention.

"Whatever the cave will wait. Nih! Make you!" Bima handed over the flowers he prepared to Khaira.

The girl's lips split into an upward curved line. Warm feeling spread on the face to the ears. Creating a red hue on both cheeks. Embarrassed he received the flower and brought it closer to his nose. Inhaling the distinctive and soothing aroma of roses.

"Thank you." He raised his gaze to meet the bead as dark as night owned by the young man in front of him.

Bima rubbed the nape of the wrong behavior, biting her own lips charmed by the smile and soft voice of the future wife.

"Ra, tonight the cave wants to take you home. Do you mind?" bima asked his intention to Khaira.

"Meeting Babeh and Nyak?" Khaira knits both eyebrows, feels happy and blooms. Bima nodded her head in response.

"No problem, I haven't seen them in a long time either" he said for sure. Bima nodded her head, confused as to what to say.

He rode a motorcycle, put a helmet on the lover before wearing his. What is this feeling? Khaira guessed in her heart for what Bima invited her to meet the parents? The warm feeling was again felt, the hue on the cheeks came immeasurably, his heart was flowery.

Tires squeaked in the courtyard of a simple house belonging to the Gods. The two elderly were sitting on the terrace spending a weekend night enjoying two cups of tea accompanied by boiled yams. Reminds them of life in the village.

Both of them smiled as they went to welcome because they saw Bima who came not alone. Both parents on the terrace noticed how Bima loved his future wife.

He opens the helmet on Khaira's head and takes her to God and Tina. Tina enthusiastically welcomed the beautiful girl. He held out a soft hand, pulled Khaira's hand and held it.

"My manpita candidate. You're beautiful, son, wearing this head covering" she said, hugging her future daughter-in-law.

Khaira is stunned to receive a warm welcome from Tina that she did not expect. Though, last met before the Gods came home from the hospital. He returned Tina's embrace, placing his head for a moment on the frail shoulder.

Tina unraveled the embrace, rubbing the cheeks of the girl who was blushing warmly. Khaira smiled, she endured the embarrassment to the point that her tongue was speechless. The god embraced his son's shoulders proudly. His gaze could not be separated from the girl that Tina greeted warmly.

"We're in!" take him with him Bima stepped into the house. The three sat on a mat that had been neatly tethered. Tina went to the kitchen to pick up a small teapot of warm tea as well as a snack she had prepared.

He also poured the tea on the cup belonging to Khaira and Bima.

"Thank you, I'm so good" she said, smiling. He took a cup of tea and sipped it. The instant warm feeling he felt flowed down his throat.

"Don't hesitate. How's your mom doing?" ask Tina. The two seemed familiar and cool chatting until they forgot the two men watching.

"Mom's fine. He left greetings for Mom and Dad," he said a little down because of the nature of his passing.

"Thank God, thank you. Greetings to him" said Tina.

The god glanced at Bima, the young man put on a strange smile while shrugging and shaking his shoulders. I don't know what that means.

Without needing to tell who Khaira is, the two have figured out how the girl's position is for Bima.

Elsewhere, the lights were blinding the eyes. Music beats against the chest cavity. The scantily clad girls weaved amidst the throngs of seductive men.

At a table, a young man sat down, half of his consciousness lost to the alcohol he was drinking. His appearance that always looks neat, now looks messy unkempt.

"Again!" He spoke with his heavy voice. Slamming a glass on the table asking a female servant to pour the illicit drink again. Once in a moment, the next glass is empty.

The friend who sat with him looked at the young man anxiously.

"Revan! You've finished almost two bottles, man! Never mind, you're not afraid of trouble?" reprimand the young man to the already helpless Revan. To lift the petals alone, he was exhausted.

"I don't care! My heart hurts, it hurts. He who just came, took everything from me. I wanted the chair, but the Akmal pond got it. I love that girl, but she took it. They're really greedy. Goddamn bum!" said fatigue.

He raved indistinctly, mentioning the name of Bima and swearing it.

"Why? Why should he? He's my friend, but he took everything from me. Hah ... the prodigal son, shamelessly took it all. And they all defended him. It's ridiculous! I hate him, I hate them all" Revan's raving gets out of control.

He grabbed a bottle of drink, then downed it straight away. Standing almost falling down. Dancing with the girls even though both legs are unable to support the body.

Brugh!

He fell down and was unconscious.

"Ah, fuck! What should I say to your parents later. You're just troubling me!" he spoke while helping Revan stand with one other person. They take him into the car, taking the initiative to drive Revan to his house.

While at home, Emilia walked over and over worried about her youngest son.

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Forgive the author if the update is not necessarily timely too. There are activities that take up two days of time. Thank you for always being faithful with Bima. Love you all!