My Fancy Beloved

Wanted to linger with you.

"Uncle why I like to say I'm beautiful," said Pricil with a gaze still focused on Chandra's eyes, his smile still engraved there.

It made Chandra frustrated and wanted to scream. 'Oh God!! why do I love to praise her with those words' Chandra muttered those words in her heart.

"Ehemm. is what it is" said Chandra in the end.

After waiting for a while, their ordered food came. Pricil and Chandra began to enjoy the meal.

"Uncle often eat food like this?" ask Pricil on the sidelines to eat.

"No, even just try something like this now" said Chandra while blowing the tip of his chopsticks.

"Emm, tomorrow-tomorrow we try the other one. Who knows better" said Pricil.

"You've been eating food like this a lot" Chandra asked.

"Now too, I don't know how much the same is now,"

"Ohh, how do you know this place. Where's it?"

"From my friend dong, my memory is still good. So, what my friends tell me about these great places for young people to visit like us is easy uncle. It's locked in my back brain" replied Pricil.

Chandra only smiled as he nodded his head at the words of his nephew.

After they finished eating, they continued on their way. Chandra rode his bike leisurely. Pricil who was behind him just sat quietly observing other riders passing by.

"Where are we Sil?" asked Chandra who remained focused staring at the street in front of him. Pricil seemed to think of something, but there was nowhere else he wanted to go.

"As for uncle, I follow. Going straight home is okay, too" replied Pricil casually.

"Don't go home, we go for a walk around Jambi" said Chandra who did not want to end this togetherness quickly. Pricil just nodded his head, although it could not be seen directly. But Chandra can see from the rearview mirror of his motorcycle.

Chandra propels his motorcycle towards the 'Gentala Arasy' bridge'.Gentala Arasy is a clock tower located in the Malay Arab Village, Pelayangan, Jambi city. The clock tower is 80 meters high, and inside is the Museum. The museum contains more than 100 collections of facts of historical relics of Jambi in the past. In addition, there are also mini cinema facilities that contain various cultural impressions.

Chandra and Pricil are now on the Gentala bridge, they walk to explore the bridge to the clock tower, while looking at the boat carrying passengers across the Batang Hari river water. Tonight, visitors are not too crowded because it is not a holiday.

Chandra started grabbing Pricil's fingers for him to hold while walking. At first Pricil wanted to refuse, but Chandra was not his name if he did not succeed in achieving his wishes. Even if it is just hand in hand, it is not difficult.

With the fingers intertwined, Chandra pulled out his phone from his pants pocket. He immediately immortalized this moment of togetherness to be stored as a memory.

"Smiling at Sil's camera," Chandra said to his nephew as he pointed his front camera towards the faces of the two of them.

"An even sweeter smile" said Chandra, pointing at the camera, and "again,"

"OKAY. It's good," Chandra said, then saved his phone. After arriving at the tower, they sat on the stairs for a short break and straightened their legs. Moments later, Chandra returns to take her gaway and begins taking pictures together. Even he stood up and slightly away from Pricil, in order to take a photo of Pricil with a good angle.

After finishing with his shot, Chandra sat down next to Pricil. "Look, you're so beautiful here, Sil" Chandra showed me the photo she took. Pricil looked at the photos of himself on the phone.

"Well! good yes. Uncle is suitable to be a photographer" said Pricil while smiling to see a photo of himself. 'I want to also have a good camera like this' Inner Pricil.

"Where does it fit me to be a photographer, Sil. But it fits so..." Chandra paused his speech. 'No way I'm gonna say, if I'm a good match for your life' Chandra said.

"Hehehe, don't daydream. Just amazed by my niece" while pinning the nose Pricil Chandra laughed crisply.

"Iisshu. I guess I just keep going, long time I can drown!"

"Where drowned? is it drowning in my heart?" Chandra raised his eyebrows teasing his nephew.

"Isn't. Why drown in your heart, later I can not swim in there" continued Pricil.

"So??" Chandra knitted his brows curiously at Pricil's answer.

"You know not yes." he turned his eyeballs left and right delayed his answer.

"You know dong, I'm a minisirin." said Chandra as he whined his lips.

"Hihihi, not akh.." pricil Goda.

"Iihh you yes.." Chandra tickled around Pricil's waist with both hands on his right and left waists nonstop, the unyielding Pricil laughed heartily while holding back the tiled tickle.

"Udah! already! I'm not strong, hahaha.auu amused hahah" Pricil continued to try to divert his uncle's hand which attacked his waist.

"Snakes are not tickled, hmm" said Chandra who can just stop the action. He was satisfied to have made his nephew laugh.

"hahh, hahh, ouch. So lemes nih" complained Pricil while flapping because his breath was stinged. "It's not good, I don't want it anymore."

"Cups! cups! cups! kasian..." Chandra stroked the top of Pricil's head gently, then he summarized the cute face that was flushed red from laughing for too long.---,.',-??

"You're lemes, want a drink first?" chandra asked attentively, her hand still on Pricil's face. While his nephew was still normalizing the roar of his breath.

"He'em," with a nod Pricil replied.

"Wait a minute, I'll buy you a drink over there first." Chandra leaves Pricil sitting alone in the staircase.

Moments later, Chandra is back with two bottles of sweet drinks in her hand. Opening the bottle cap and then handed to Pricil, and immediately Pricil downing the contents until the remaining half.

"Hhh. seger!" pricil said after the drink escaped down his throat. The same thing Chandra did, they drank together.

Pricil came down from the stairs he was sitting on, he set foot towards the bridge fence. Chandra immediately followed Pricil's steps closer to the fence and spread his hand out. Pricil enjoys the cool breeze of the night and makes a runny nose.

His long, unbound hair fluttered with the wind, he inhaled as much air to relieve his feelings.

Chandra stared intensely at what his nephew was doing, after Pricil lowered his hand and changed into holding on to the iron fence. Chandra approached, standing right behind the tiny body and mopping. Chandra piled his fingers on the hands of Pricil who was holding the iron fence.

"You're mists?" chandra asked in a soft voice and her breathing swept across Pricil's face, a position that so spurred the heart rhythm. Pricil just nodded his head, he felt so comfortable.

And, Chandra ventured to hug the tiny body from behind, staying in its starting position, he just needed to lower his hand and wrap his arm around Pricil's belly.

"Warm!" pricil chirps as the uncle's sturdy arm circles around his flat stomach and his tiny body.