My Fancy Beloved

A bounty?

In the evening, Chandra intends to join a family who are gathering under a star fruit tree while enjoying a putu cake that has just been purchased at mamang-mamang that sells using a wheelbarrow.

Seen there sister-in-law and sister-in-law are cool in telling stories while chewing putu cake. Bu Yana was pouring hot tea into her cup.

However, Chandra did not see his nephew join in and he abandoned his intentions. Chandra just went straight into her brother's house and intended to approach Pricil who might be in the room.

Tok!!

Tok!!

"Sil, are you inside?" call Chandra while knocking on the door.

Ckleekk

Pricil opened the door of his room and he immediately came out without returning a greeting from his uncle.

"Sil, I'd like to talk to you for a second" Chandra pulled Pricil's arm and was led back just under the clothesline. Protected from the trees and Chandra took two chairs for them to sit on.

"Ngapain anyway, want to talk about having to go under the rope clothesline gini!" gerutu Pricil while landing his butt in the plastic chair that Chandra prepared.

"This is important Sil, so everyone gathers up ahead" Chandra said.

"Yes already. What the hell are you talking about?" ask Pricil directly at his goal.

"Actually, I.." Chandra scratched his neck to neutralize his nervousness.

He was confused as to what to say. But if not revealed his chest feels tight. Chandra finally started the conversation.

"I want to ask, why have you been avoiding me lately, Sil," Chandra looked at Pricil's face under the dim light of the lamp.

Pricil breathed for a moment and he began to speak.

"I'm just males. What my uncle did to me, liked to overdo. And I'll avoid that" Pricil said.

"Excessive as Sil is, I don't understand" Chandra said with a confused look.

"Uncle, I know. My uncle is a man, and I am a woman. All the events that we've been through, all don't make sense to me" Pricil began to elaborate.

"Which part you think doesn't make any sense, Sil, let me fix it"

"Udah. No need uncle," Pricil looked up at the sky where a star was flickering in the sky.

"Sil, I'm sorry that this has made you uncomfortable. Honestly, I love you" Chandra said with a pounding heart.

Pricil stared at the seriousness of his uncle's speech.

"Darling an uncle to a nephew is natural right? but, when I remembered uncle when he hugged me on the bridge at that time. I thought, if all that is not a natural affection. I felt my uncle's heartbeat so tight" asked Pricil carefully.

"Me, me,.." Chandra paused her speech because her throat felt so dry.

"I what? uncle if you talk do not like half-and-half" interrupted Pricil.

"I, like you.." Chandra turned her gaze and looked at the same sky. The stars are still loyal there, even if they are alone.

Pricil's heart was pounding loudly hearing his uncle's words. He could not believe how his uncle would say he liked his nephew.

For a while the atmosphere between them was silent. And Pricil again spewed the word repetition.

"Likes??" Pricil repeats the words spoken by Chandra.

"I'm sorry, but, I have to talk. If all this time, I really liked you, Sil" Chandra stared fixedly at Pricil's eyeballs looking in surprise.

"Uncle, I don't know yet. What does uncle mean?. All I know is, if people say they like it to the scene. Not to his nephew" replied Pricil.

During this time, Pricil had never heard a man say like him. He only studied things that have been passed with Chandra, it is not in general. And Pricil made his own conclusions.

"Do I need to prove it?" chandra asked with a deep look.

"Evidence?" Pricil swallowed his saliva which felt very difficult in the area of his throat.

"I'll prove it, will you?" Chandra asked again.

Pricil's mind is floating around. He is still trying to digest the word evidence and what he means by liking it. In the end, Pricil shook his head.

"I don't need proof" said Pricil, shaking his head slowly.

"So, do you understand what I just said" Chandra said.

"Uncle says I like. If the word is in soap opera, it means uncle expressed feelings that grew in uncle's heart, right?"

"Printers..." Chandra rubbed the top of Pricil's head in a fit of anxiety. His heart returned to normal as he found his nephew to be as innocent as ever.

"Does that mean uncle love me?" ask Pricel immediately.

Chandra smilingly stared fixedly at the eyes of his nephew and he nodded his head.

"Yes, I do have that feeling" Chandra replied honestly.

"But I'm not uncle!" pricil said so lightly.

Degh's!

There was pain, and pain in there. But invisible. His nephew is really innocent.

"Udah finished talking, I entered ya" said Pricil as he straightened his body.

"Wait," Chandra instantly prevented and restrained Pricil's arm. Then he framed Pricil's face with both hands, in his face so closely, Chandra looked for something behind Pricil's brown eyeballs.

"What's it all about? I'm not holding uncle" Pricil felt bad and lowered Chandra's hand that framed his face.

With a quick movement, Chandra grabbed the nape of Pricil and then advanced his face and fused his lips to Pricil's lips.

Pricil glares at the shocking treatment. With all his might he pushed his uncle's body violently. Pricil immediately rubbed his stained lips.

PLAKKK!!!

Her tiny hand landed on Chandra's right cheek. Pricil slapped his uncle who had dared to take his first kiss.

In a hurry Pricil entered the house, then he entered the room and locked the door tightly.

While Chandra was still glued in place, he stroked her cheek which felt warm. Then he smiled smirk.

'Give me a gift of love' murmured Chandra, then he returned the chair to its original place.

After that, he returned to his home. His feelings have been lighter because all the uneg-uneg on his chest has been conveyed.

Simple indeed, not even so meaningful. But, to Chandra it was a tremendous weight. Thanks to his story with Andi, he ventured to speak with his nephew.

I'm sorry, I tried so hard to write this part.

- But, can't be as greget as imagined.

Yes it is. Learn again.