Milky

Part. 48

The breeze on the beach, reminds him of someone. Ah ... Who is he? Smiling as sweet as honey, waving gently like an angel. The face was downstream in his shadow. The circle of his hands felt real in the arms of the young man who was enjoying his own time. The soft tone and grammar make Bima think hard to remember the forgotten name in mind.

Wh who? Wh who? Why don't the caves run at all?

Many times his heart cursed, but even so still the name did not come to the surface.

"Sister! Can we meet again?" The funny sound came back in Bima's ears. He closed his eyes firmly scratched as deep as possible his memory room. Still, the name did not appear.

A sweat the size of a corn seed sprung up on his forehead, his breathing was wheezing, the shadow of the girl was still in the eye crackers. Bima left the place where he remembered something, but he could not remember it at all.

Bima's strapping body stood on the dock barrier, leaning back against the boundless vast sea. He picked up a cigarette and lit it.

A cigarette can sometimes relieve stress.

He muttered, his lips smilingly looking at the sidekick in his hand. Friends in times of joy and sorrow, friends who never betray. The shirt worn by Bima fluttered because of the sea breeze. Appearing the perfect part of her stomach, tantalizing the spies of the girls who deliberately passed by her.

The sunglasses perched on his huge nose added a masculine impression to his admired figure. Darling, only his lips seemed to be ceaselessly sipping the small thing on both fingers.

In the distance, Akmal and his girlfriend are spending time together. The pair of flirtatious eyes were incessantly stealing glances at the figure of Bima. He was captivated by the charm of his lover's new driver.

"I'll buy you a drink and a snack, will you?" The girl nodded obediently. One kiss Akmal put on his forehead.

"I went there, yeah. Scared of myself here." He pointed at Bima. Curious too his heart wanted to know who that figure was? It seems he knows her.

Akmal threw a glance at Bima, the perfect body that made her heart filled with envy. He looked at his own stomach, slightly distended in contrast to Bima. Seeing that, he doubted whether it was good to allow the lover to come to the driver. However, leaving him here alone also made his heart fret. Be he nodded before going to buy what they needed.

Bima flinch, he stays in his position when the lover of the master comes to his place to relax. He tried to snatch Bima's glasses, but pushed Bima firmly. Grimacing her red lips that were beginning to fade.

"I thought you were Bima, already" he hissed while carving a sly smile.

"Still dare you come in the cave after you slander the cave in front of Nyak ama Babeh? Still got your face?"

"Oh .. cave forgot. Your face, isn't it, a rich flat wall. Wall where there's got shame." Bima laughed a little, his head he shook feeling astonished by the attitude and nature of the girl in front of him.

"Damn you, Bima! I'll take out your cover in front of Akmal. Just look!" threaten Yola's. Her lips came in support with a terrifyingly sly smile.

"Ck-ck-ck .. aren't you mistaken to threaten the cave? The AS card you aja cave holding. What happens if your boyfriend who is distended knows the woman he adores is no more than a college chicken?" The line of lips she pulled irritated Yola.

Bima is really sneaky. I can't act rashly.

Cussing inwardly, while glaring a sharp gaze at the young man who was engrossed in his cigarette.

"How does it feel to slander a cave in front of Nyak ama Babeh? Dead lice, right, you!" cibir Bima glanced at the cynical girl whose mouth was instantly locked tightly. He is only able to growl in the heart, clenching both hands, with the jaw tightening.

"Cave of ingetin, yes. Many times you bring slander to the cave house, Nyak ama Babeh will not believe it. Lu, won't be able to fall in the cave. Ngmean you?" kecam Bima is not kidding.

Yola snorted in annoyance, she stomped her feet irritated while leaving Bima. Lose telak. The smile on Bima's lips was full of satisfaction. The girl twitched in Akmal's arm, sulked, and asked back.

"Hey, what did you do to ask her to come home all of a sudden?" akmal said grumbling. Bima glanced at the girl beside the man, threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on it once.

He walked over with both ends of the shirt fluttering. The shape of the box in his stomach makes anyone very eager to touch. With a tie that was left dangling, Bima remained on his pride.

"Oh, Sir! Do I need to tell you about that conversation?" Yola pecked instantly, both eyes widened unexpectedly, the more he widened when he collided with Bima's black bead.

"A-"

"Ah .. nothing, baby. I just want to go home, suddenly my body is not good. It might catch a cold," Yola quickly slashed out Akmal's mouth that was just about to say.

The man's face turned to him, he dropped his head on his girlfriend's arm pretending to be unwell. Bima opened her glasses after putting her mask back on. Waiting for the follow-up orders from his arrogant master.

"You sure? But your body is ordinary." Akmal touching Yola's forehead does not feel hot like most people are sick in general.

Uhuk-uhuk!

"I don't know either, but my body feels sore and bruised. I need a break, baby," Yola said in a spoiled, contrived tone.

Akmal sighed, he glanced at the wrist. The clock indicates three o'clock in the afternoon. In fact, he still wants to be with his girlfriend until the night comes. What power?

"Yes already. We go home," Akmal breaks up in the end. Bima sauntered ahead, he opened the car door for his master with a smile that was visible from both of his narrowed eyes.

Bima closed the door and rushed to sit in her chair. Without further ado, he immediately stuck the gas traveling at the speed of Bima. Ala wild racer. Bima did not even have time to justify his clothes back.

"Have been to his house, Juan!" The voice of the command from Akmal was embraced by Bima without saying a word. Suddenly his heart was troubled erratically.

Babee!

His mind was filled with a sick God at home. Without thinking the two people will be frightened, Bima deeper stepped on the accelerator accelerates the speed of his car.

"Hey, can you be careful? This isn't a race you know?" akmal snapped trembling. His hand clasped tightly to the handle on the door afraid Bima will crash the car on anything.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I don't feel good. I want to go home immediately afraid of my Father why-not at home," said Bima without slowing down the speed of the car.

Don't take it for granted, Beh. Bima please!

He murmured inwardly, the more unsettled his heart became. He quickly parked the car in Yola's yard, lucky Akmal didn't come down. Not yet had time to say goodbye, Bima immediately stuck the gas and drove fast.

"Bad! I haven't even said goodbye to her You just left?!" Akmal grumbled, and Bima did not care.

"I'm sorry, sir, I have to be quick" he said. The previous trip was taken within an hour, he traveled in less than thirty minutes. The car squeaking in the courtyard of the mansion jolted the people who were sitting crowded in the living room.

"Dear it! He's here." Aulia muttered softly.