Milky

Part. 24

"Why did you bring me here? W-we're going to do it here?" Chaira squealed with her small, rounded eyes, nervous as well as embarrassed and afraid to see the place Bima visited.

Nah!

"Aw!" He rubbed his forehead which was hit by the finger of Bima, "why hit me?" his mouth was still rubbing his forehead which felt throbbing.

Bima laughed unconcernedly at the slur of the girl who was still grumbling.

"What do we want to do here? Basic, perverted brain! Whistle the brain so as not to pervert the mauh!" Bima pointed at Chaira's temple plan while continuing to chuckle.

The girl brushed off Bima's hand, looking down embarrassedly hiding the red all over her cheeks.

"So I said we ...." Paused his speech feeling ashamed of himself with the contents of his mind. He thought Bima would take him to a place, hotel or inn so. Apparently, Bima took him to the hospital where his mother was treated. What are they going to do in the hospital? They may be cursed by all patients for doing indecent things in that place.

"Gua said no want in sono, it does not mean the cave wants to do so in the place of laen. Bawdy you!" bima said clearly he was mocking Chaira.

"Gua can't have ruined your rich innocent girl. I can't believe the cave ruined your future. You should be the guy, Dek. Don't ampe dark eyes just because you need money. You're beautiful, a lot of guys are definitely demen amu you. Suggestions cave, you open a small business abis Ibu lu in-operations"

"I have no capital" he quickly cast aside the gaze of the young man before him. Bima clucked.

"Gua belom selese said you were a cross. Dengerin first!" His head was raised in surprise to hear the high voice of Bima.

"Lu ntu is young, continue your school & graduate. The cave will give you money because it is your right"

"But I didn't do anything tonight. The rules I'll get-"

"Yes, yes the cave knows. Lu demen actually cut people's talk. The belom selese cave, by the way, you have just moved again!" sulk Bima looks upset, but the sense of caring is greater.

"Sorry." He bowed deeply. This time he must be able to refrain from cutting Bima's speech.

"Lu come to the arena to earn money. Gua kasih lu money will operation Ibu lu, gua added your business capital. As long as you promise ama cave to keep yourself. Uh, Deck! If you're not taking care of yourself, who else? Unless you're married, your man will take care of you. Sono, take care of your mother. Gua sure one hundred percent of your mother will be sad if you know her daughter is determined like this," said Bima at length.

Chaira raised her face, her gaze growing more astonished at the young man.

"Is it okay for Brother to give money for free? Didn't Big Brother also struggle to earn that money?" She swore he asked. There was water in the corner of his eyes.

Bima shook her hands in the air. "Money is easy to find, but the honor you've lost can't get any more. Inget pesen cave, you kudu can take care of yourself & come men for lamar lu," said Bima advising.

Chaira's tears fell, but her lips formed a smile filled with gratitude.

"I wish my brother would be my husband. How far apart we are, my prayers will I keep Big Brother coming back to me." He shrinks his tears. His lips could not be separated from the smile he put on.

"May the cave ask just now? Gua doesn't know we can see you again doesn't he?" Chaira's head nodded. He understood what Bima meant.

The circle on the man's body loosened as Chaira's head slightly moved away. Both eyes he closed, waiting for Bima to do. The grip on both sides of Bima's body strengthened when he began to grab the lips that had attacked him.

Under the dim light, the two threw salivary at each other. Bima pressing Chaira's nape deepened the kiss. No more distance between their bodies, clinging. Long enough they do that until it makes the air supply in the lungs thin.

Bima took off the pagutan, both hands clinging to Chaira's cheeks, their foreheads fused with a stupefied breath. He turned his face away, looked fixedly at the pretty look in front, smiling. His thumb rubbed Chaira's lips gently.

Bima took off her hand. "Take it!" Bima handed over some money to Chaira. He stared at the money in Bima's hand before receiving it quietly. If you don't remember your dying mother, you don't want her to take the money.

"Thank you very much." He rubbed the corner of his eyes that were back watering. Little sobbing while looking down squeezing the money given by Bima.

"Not crying. This is your sustenance. Moga-Mu lu mepet healed," said Bima patting softly his head.

"Thank you earlier, yeah. Take care of yourself and your mother. The cave goes." One kiss he gave on the girl's cheek before turning around and walking away.

"Why do you answer if you ask?" He scratched his head that did not itch at all while walking closer to his motorcycle. Chaira was still standing there watching Bima's cute movements.

He looked at the money in his hand, his lips smiling. Chaira raised her face, she waved her hand as Bima turned her head. His hand rubbed the cheek of the young man's kiss, continuing on the lips that still left the mark of his pagutan.

"Lord, reunite us in a better destiny. I want to marry him, I just want him to be my husband." He muttered while staring at the motor Bima who was getting away.

His steps continued after he turned around to enter the hospital area. The smile on his lips did not fade, fondling the money he still held. It's great that tomorrow his mother will be able to perform the operation.

"I promise, Brother. I promise to take care of myself until we meet again. I won't do anything stupid anymore, I won't do that again. I promise." He was determined, continuing his steps by running small towards the room where his mother was cared for.

The middle-aged woman, lying weakly on the sickly bed. Various medical devices stuck to his body. Chaira sat down on the chair beside the bed. Grasping that helpless little finger, and kissing it.

"Cheal fast, Mother. I want to tell you a story about him. An extraordinary young man who has helped us" he said softly while dropping his head on the bed.

Drowsiness quickly attacked him because of fatigue that can not be held back. Drifting into dreamland, lulled by a beauty he could not find in real life.

While Bima, walking settles after turning off the motor. He parked the motor carefully with almost no sound. Open the door slowly, and breathe a sigh of relief when the lights of the house have all died.

Yheng!

"Where are you from?"

"Ba-babeh?" Punishment awaits.