My Bipolar Boy's

78. Step-up

Seconds To Last Part💝

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After taking a long time until Cahya really stopped crying, then Bryan told Cahya to clean up.

It was taken by Cahya weakly. Even though it had stopped crying, it still sounded a small stir from the gap of Cahya's lips that looked a bit swollen.

For nearly 20 minutes in the bathroom, Cahya remained silent. He did nothing but stand in front of the sink and look at himself in front of the mirror.

There was a kind of shock that had not disappeared from his heart. Even so, he did not want to get dissolved in the feelings that made him think more about it.

Slowly, turned on the water tap, then he began to wash his face and his focus stopped on the part of his lips that slightly swell coupled with a small tear wound there.

He touched the wound slowly, but afterwards he grimaced softly so that he felt pain. A speck of clear water slid free from Cahya's eyes and ended up falling on this bathroom's white ceramic.

Slowly he started his show shower and it seems that due to lack of focus he put his uniform not on the hanger but instead beside the washbasin, making most of his uniform and skirt wet with water. Even before it was placed there, the Cahya uniform was wet first due to the spillage of compressed water earlier.

After finishing bathing, he realized that his clothes were almost submerged by the water in the washbasin. Soon Cahya lifted her school uniform and skirt.

A heavy sigh escaped from the cleft lip of Cahya. Cahya cursed herself, she could have put her uniform there.

He had to wear such wet clothes. Where he forgot to borrow Bryan's clothes. The temperature in the bathroom the longer the cooler makes Cahya's innocent body bristle.

He tried to find anything that could cover his innocent body. And his gaze fell on the sheet of towels hanging beside the door.

He took the towel immediately to wrap his body to make it warmer. Now he is just silent rather being thinking, 'It is impossible for him to come out in this state. Bryan was in this room as well.

I don't know how long Cahya thought, for sure he was a bit hesitant to open the bathroom door.

By strengthening the heart, slowly Cahya opened the key so that the door could open. Even he had to close his eyes while praying that Bryan would not be in this room.

Chequelek

The key sound was successfully opened.

But Cahya had not dared to press the ivory-white door knob. He was just behind the closed door.

Open it?

No?

Open it?

No?

Open it?

No?

Open it?

That's what Cahya said for almost 2 minutes. And the last word is open, making Cahya decide to open the door.

Chequelek

Sreet

This time the sound of the door opening and slowly being pulled slowly by Cahya. Cahya's head first poked out from behind the door. His body is still in the bathroom.

As long as he traced the room there was no sign of human life he saw making him breathe a sigh of relief.

With Cahya ventured out of the bathroom. He even walked on his tiptoes to not cause a voice that could invite others to come.

Finally after taking a long time, Cahya arrived at the edge of the bed. Just as he was able to breathe a sigh of relief, the voice of the person behind him shocked him.

"What are you doing?"

Cahya did not immediately turn her body because she knew who the owner of the voice was. His body itself stiffened when he felt someone behind him start to approach him.

Bryan, who had called Cahya, began to approach Cahya because Cahya never looked at him. Again, he hates being ignored. So do not blame himself if the current gaze is somewhat evasive.

Cahya tried to hold the winding of the towel on her body so as not to come off. It can be a great shame to have the towel come off.

Because of the reflex he pulled back Bryan's shirt intended to hold. But because Bryan himself has not who made both of them fall into bed with Bryan position above Cahya below.

Deg Deg Deg

The gazes the two met made Cahya gulp her hard-earned saliva. His heartbeat's racing is working abnormally.

His breathing also seemed irregular. Moreover, be aware of the current position of the two. I do not know how many seconds passed by exploring each other the meaning behind the gaze of the two. Until Bryan's voice broke the silence that had occurred.

"Sorry for that." Said Bryan while correcting his position so as not to **** Cahya's body underneath it.

Cahya was silent, she herself was confused to have to respond how. To be honest there was a sense of disbelief when Bryan arbitrarily kissed him without his permission.

But seeing Bryan's sincere look made Cahya finally nod slowly. Either way, what has happened will not be restored as before.

Bryan smiles. Cahya was stunned for a while because she saw a smile on Bryan's face. Inexplicably seeing that smile made Cahya's heart warm.

Yes, even if it's in Vino mode. The face in front of him was often smiling. But why does it feel a little different to the smile he just saw.

Bryan scrunched his forehead when he did not see a meaningful response from Cahya. The only response he caught was the look on Cahya's face that looked surprised.

Speaking of facial expressions, Bryan's gaze that was directed at Cahya's eyes now fell on Cahya's lips. For a moment he looked at the injured part of his actions.

Slowly Bryan's hand touched the wound on the pink lip of Cahya made the owner stiffen.

"Still sick?" Ask rhetorically. Cahya just nodded awkwardly. He was simply too shocked by the gentle treatment.

Chup

Bryan gave a kiss on the injured part. Cahya's eyes widened because of that unexpected kiss. How could he be cheated again.

"Why kiss me again?"

"Let his wound heal quickly." Those words made Cahya's cheeks flushed red. How could it be just because a kiss could make a wound heal. Should be treated. Not even kissed.

"Mode, huh?" Cahya gave an intimidating look towards Bryan. Not feeling afraid, Bryan even laughed slowly to make Cahya grunt because in his mind, Bryan was laughing at him.

Realizing that the girl below him was snorting annoyedly at him, making Bryan pinch Cahya's nose slowly.

Cahya's response? Of course the pain. What else do you want?

"Let go, sick tau!" Cahya held onto Bryan's hand which was pinching the tip of his nose. Instead of releasing Bryan even more anxious to pinch the nose of the girl who was under it.

"No way," Bryan refused to play. He wanted to see Cahya's annoyed face, because it looked funny in her eyes.

"A.ku ng.gak.bi.sa.na.pas Br.yan.." Cahya was still trying to release Bryan's pinch on her nose. Hearing that made Bryan immediately release his hand and then laugh again.

Cahya tried to scoop up as much air as possible because since then the supply of air coming in from her nose was disrupted because of Bryan's behavior.

Both are still in such a position without realizing the arrival of 2 people from the direction of the room door. And the eyes of the two men widened as they watched what lay before them.

"WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?!" The shout immediately made Cahya and Bryan turn towards the door of the room.

And instantaneous...

   

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Wadow, caught again why it😂. Could be you two. Where kegep same 2 more people.

Who can guess who those 2 people are?😄.

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