Milky

Part. 23

Sitting alone in the darkness of a lonely night. Waiting for the beetle to come. Swinging there to and fro both feet, expel the dullness that envelops. Dropped a few times, to be able to see the idol. Exhaled repeatedly, reducing tightness that squeezes.

In the distance, a young man walked over. Relax his footsteps. In both hands was tucked a bottle, the mineral water he was carrying.

"Drink!" said. He gave one of the bottles to the girl while sitting beside her quietly. Bima did not know what to do with the girl, he understood very well what is meant by a gift. But, he didn't want to do it. Always remember the message of his parents who do not let bablas in mingling.

"You want what you?" The sound of Bima's clap stopped the girl's hand in the air right in her vital part. He looked nervous, his face bowed while pulling back the hand he clenched. Bima straightened up sitting, turning to face her. He knew the girl was not the woman his friends wore.

"Don't compare their cave. Don't ever take what you won't get out of the cave. Sorry, but the cave is not an easy man to make just any girl," said Bima with two threatening eyeballs.

The girl sobbed small, her body shaking withstanding the cry in the heart. Embarrassed. Bima turned her face, leaning against the wall of the hut they were sitting on.

"I'm sorry .. but if I don't serve you, how will I get the money?" shaky. Bima frowned hearing his words. He looked at the girl in front of him who was crying for some reason.

"Are you often rich gini?" He shook his head making Bima even more confused, "was it? How, you know you'll get money if you wait in the cave?" chase Bima again explore the background of the girl.

He wiped his tears, easing his tears. Then, looking up ventured to look at Bima's bead. His lips smiled despite the force.

"My friend told me if I wanted to bet on tonight's race, I'd easily make money. I just want to serve the winner of tonight's race. So, let me serve you so I can get the money," he explained still with a smile of compulsion.

Bima terpangu, looking at the seeds of the bead that contradicted the girl's speech. He shook his head, clapping his hands a few times.

"Not maen! Just want to get your money willing to do rich gini? Wonderful cave, where's your brain? You will marry, how will your man become if you are not a virgin anymore? Don't you think? If the cave ... directly kick the cave to Pluto so it can not return again," jolt Bima unmitigated.

The smile on the girl's lips faded, followed by water falling from its place drenching the cheeks. He lowered his head, covered his face with both hands, back sobbing due to Bima's refusal.

"Tell me cave, why do you need money?" Bima softened her voice. Seeing her cry, Tina remembered at home. He can't bear.

The girl as she pleased, still covering her face she said, "I need it. I need it for my mom's operating expenses. My mother has to have surgery tomorrow if she doesn't, then she won't survive. I need money for it not for myself."

Bima was stunned, the shadow of Tina shivering from the fever alone had already made her gulp in panic. Especially when imagining the woman if in the same position as the Mother of the girl before her. Not having money made him have to do the desperate for the mother.

"Mostly ... What's your mother sick?" He asked me to feel compassion in his heart.

"He was a hit-and-run victim this afternoon. The doctor said there was bleeding in the head that required my mother to have surgery. I'm still in school, don't know what to do with making money." It sobbed even more as the shadow of the woman lying helplessly in the IGD room.

"Where's your father going?" Girls today are willing to pawn virginity for the four letters. The money.

The first kiss of Bima. Nah!

"Damn you! Maen sosor!" Bima pushed the girl's body until it hit the wall of the hut. He shrunk his wet lips using the tips of his clothes.

While the hadith, the. Before long, he dropped his head on the floor of the hut begging Bima.

"Please, let me serve you and give me the money. I had to save my mother because she was all I had. I don't want to live in this world. Please, just tonight, let me do it. I promise I'll never do it again to anyone. Just for you. Help me!" please him with a heart-wrenching cry.

Bima who was upset, slowly relaxed the veins on her face. He looked deeply at the girl, weighing in his heart what he would decide.

"In which hospital was your mother treated?" ask Bima at the end. The girl looked up, hesitatingly mentioning the name of one of the most famous hospitals in the city.

Bima left the girl confused by her attitude. Unlike his friend said, if he had to serve the race champion that night until he was completely satisfied. However, the fact that he received the young man refused to even encourage him when he kissed first.

Bima returned with his motorbike after saying goodbye to them. Stopped in front of the hut to meet the girl who was still sitting dumbstruck.

"Good! The cave doesn't want to admit that here!" Bima pointed at the back of the motor with her chin. The girl bit her lips in doubt, just now she thought she would be detached from the tiger, it turned out that the young man was none other than a lion. The same predatory cat.

"Why? You said you wanted to wait in the cave, why are you scared now? Want no money?" bima snapped, smiling those covered lips looking doubt and fear in the eyes of the girl.

"L-yes!" He went down, slowly climbed into the Bima motor with a tilted position.

"Do you want your jatoh to sit rich?" Fierce Bima asked. The girl came back down, and rose again as Bima wanted. Far away even he was reluctant to hold on to Bima. The more smiling Bima's lips, he knew that the girl was not an indiscriminate woman.

"Handle! Gua does not want responsibility if you jatoh," said Bima before running his motorbike. The two hands of the girl named Chaira were holding both sides of Bima's body. The leather jacket Bima wore that she held. The motorbike drove away from the racecourse even though the race was still running, he did not want to do it anymore.

Not far away, the motor stopped. Bima opened the jacket and gave it to the girl.

"Your clothes lack materials, wear a cave jacket so as not to catch a cold," he said without turning his head. A red tinge appeared on both cheeks of the girl looking at the attention Bima gave. He took the jacket and put it on.

The motor is back on speed, the cold air that hit does not touch the skin of his upper body because Bima's jacket dispels. He held on to Bima's body, gradually wrapped his hands in Bima's stomach and dropped his head on the man's back. Feels warm and comfortable. Bima smiled.

Wherever he takes me, I will obey. Only tonight, only one of her.