
This afternoon is somehow as breezy as the wind is so shady. Although the time has shown at 13:00 and Alika is late to go back to school. During the trip Bilmar suddenly silent, making Alika so wonder. He made a mistake, so the man changed drastically.
Bilmar was silent because he was regulating his mood which was still heating up. Of course the words of the mother so disturbed his mind. The man was worried, he was afraid that Alika would stay away from him again, offended by Mama Mira's words.
Alika was getting more and more unwell when Bilmar launched his motorbike at snail speed, very slow and slow. Occasionally he stared at the rearview motorbike to look at Bilmar's face that was clearly swept by the street wind. The man forgot to wear a helmet when he was leaving.
"Bilmar ..." cried Alika. He shook the guy's shoulder.
Bilmar gasped, only then did Alika know that Bilmar had been daydreaming since.
"What's wrong with you, Bil? How daydreaming?" Alika held her head close to Bilmar's right shoulder.
"Eh, it's beautiful." replied Bilmar smiling.
Bilmar lowered his left hand from the steering wheel to grab Alika's hand which was still holding the tip of his jacket. He pulled out his hand and put it in front of his stomach.
"Why you?" Alika repeated her question.
"Don't get into the heart huh, Al. My mom was just joking." said Bilmar with a stiff face.
Alika rubbed Bilmar's shoulder back. "Udah need not be thought of." It is difficult to say that, because in fact the corner of his heart feels so painful.
Bilmar should be able to calm down, because Alika has understood the words of the mother. There was nothing else he had to argue with his heart, but somehow he thought otherwise. He knew Alika was just lying, dismissing her grimacing feelings.
"Are you angry?"
Alika laughed briefly. "No say--" at once the lips ranum that had never been touched by Bilmar, clenched perfectly.
"Why not be? Not dear one?" ask Bilmar guess. Alika shook her head, and chose to shut up and go back to enjoying the streets.
"If you don't answer, I'll have us through school tomorrow at dawn."
Alika is huffing. "Don't ngaco ah!" He pinched Bilmar's shoulder.
"Mending you're angry, you're upset, you're outgoing about what my mom said earlier. Compared to having to hold, it could be a tumor in the neck." Bilmar tickled amusedly.
The second cutback he got. "Don't you freak out by the way, if I die, you'd be willing?"
"Yes, it's not. Amit-amit." replied Bilmar with a bristle that immediately brushed.
"I'm sorry, Al."
"Your mom's not wrong, Bill. He asked what it was. So why should I be angry?"
Bilmar nodded and smiled again.
"Let's get the bike, I'm late." said Alika.
"I'm still missing, Al. We go around first." asked Bilmar.
"But you're sick, Bil! Your body is still warm."
"Yes, it is the same with you." Bilmar laughed and Alika blushed because of his words.
Bilmar glanced at the rearview mirror to look at Alika's face behind him. "That's happy, red is the face."
"Ih--what the hell!" Alika turned her face away, and moved to hide on the left shoulder of the man.
"It's still a pity, isn't it? Dating again huh?" wheedle Bilmar. "Keep married to me, have children. Got a company, I'm gonna be President for you, Al."
"Your dream is altitude-" Alika snorted.
"But I want a simple life, Bil. Don't be that fancy, upss!" Alika pursed her lips. He slipped.
"Well, don't you want to marry me? So let's dong now dating again, Al. Don't wait a month. The same! Yeah-well??" Bilmar occasionally looked back to look at Alika, the Tupay continued to seduce.
Alika was silent for a moment, the girl looked worried. Moreover, Bilmar raised the back of Alika's hand to be close in front of her lips. The man kissed her several times along the way on the bike.
"Where's honey?" ask Bilmar who is still driving the bike with one hand. "Goddians again, huh? So my girlfriend again!" Bilmar is forcing.
Alika is getting squeezed. He can not concentrate, where the contents of his frozen head, why could it just melt? He was simply bewitched by Bilmar's words. He pondered for a long time, until the reflection was renewed because of Bilmar's insistence on fellow motorcycle users.
"Monkey lo, bring a real motor!" exclaiming motor users who feel annoyed because Bilmar is so free to run the motor.
"Be careful about your motorbike!" Bilmar laughs. Surprisingly, the man was not angry when he was bullied by others, probably because his heart was happy again.
The motor user finally stopped the speed of the motor and pulled it over. He foolishly believed and stared at the tire.
"Well, dongoo lo! Ban kan emang muter, hahaha." decak Bilmar with a loud laughter.
"Bilmar ..." cried Alika. "You don't play the old man."
Bilmar laughed more. "Where's the old man, look at his pants dong, still his Junior High! His face was old, like Nina's." the man laughed again. Alika could not bear to not laugh.
"So how's that, Yang? Another date with me, right? A month later or. Rusty my heart." - Bilmar's grim great-grandson.
Alika snorted lazily, rolling her eyeballs to and fro.
"Yes, I've accepted you again."
And you can imagine how the screams, the whimpers that came out of this man's lips along the way. So happy he got to stand on the bike challenging the wind. Exclaiming happiness because back dating.
"Sit down again! We'll have a ticket, Bil!" Alika tugging at the edge of Bilmar's jacket. He sat back with a face.
"I won't hurt you anymore. I will always take care of you."Bilmar promised him.
Alika nodded happily. His heart was refreshed because it was willing to forgive Bilmar with legowo. His soul returned to calm, the atmosphere of his life returned to direction.
"We're chilly, you haven't eaten either. Missing class is okay, is it?" ask Bilmar.
Alika laughed and nodded. "You taught me nothing, Bil!"
"Today alone, tomorrow mah .. again."
"Oh, look out!!" Alika again pinched Bilmar's arm. Then hugged her tightly, drowning her head on the man's shoulder. Clenched both eyes, felt warm and fragrant body Bilmar.
"It's you who can make my heart come back, baby." sighed Alika happily. He tried to brush off the shadow about Mama Mira. He believes Bilmar will fight for their love story.
Bilmar returns to the bike at high speed. Bringing the lover to let go of the miss with him. Split the road, feel the natural atmosphere closer. Without distractions and just the two.
"My heart is blooming again." Inner Bilmar.
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