
Love is love, as it first appears and endures. Some people choose to realize love for the sake of happiness, but not infrequently also choose to hold it. Keep it neatly in a treasure box, burying it so deep that no one can see it.
The path Ayu chose, one relationship was enough for him on the grounds that togetherness would last. Because if he reveals not necessarily all will be beautiful as he hoped, then how should he face the world with a despicable status.
But apparently every opportunity always came to him, tempting to express that love until Pras realized it.
One time Pras held a small party to inaugurate a new branch that he had opened, some friends also attended to celebrate and of course Ayu was the star of the night because of his services.
Look beautiful with dark green dress and jewelry attached to his body, how all eyes have been dazzled by him. Praise after praise was thrown for him, but only one compliment from Pras was able to make his face red.
"Thank you for helping me take care of everything" Pras said without being able to turn away from Ayu's beauty.
"Sama-sama mas, I'm just helping out a little. The rest is all because of your own hard work" Ayu replied.
"Yes, I don't think I can make any of this happen. If you remember how my struggle used to feel very unlikely and all this is just a dream" Pras recalls.
"Congratulations, you can finally make that dream happen."
Pras smiled happily, puffing his chest with so pride. Enjoying the party he had made together with everyone who had supported him, the party lasted long enough to finally end the late night.
One by one the guests say goodbye including Ayu, but Pras does not allow because he will take Ayu home. This makes Ayu in a difficult condition, one side he is so happy because their togetherness is not over but on the other hand he is upset because he feels this is a mistake.
Finally he complied too, letting Pras drive him home. Along the way there was not much they were talking about, the silence was so domineering that it felt like Ayu could hear the sound of her own heartbeat.
"Yes, you want me to attend my partner's wedding this week?" pras asked.
As Ayu was shocked by that, he never thought Pras could offer a position where Zahira should have accompanied him.
"Um. I don't know mas," he replied confusedly.
"Why Yu? you busy?" ask Pras.
"No, it's just... It feels inappropriate, right? I'm married, I'm just afraid people will say something weird to me" he admitted.
"You take it easy, this is my business partner so no one knows who you are. No one's gonna talk shit."
"Um... How about mas?" tanya Ayu was still confused.
"You can hold my word, so will ya?" persuaded Pras who finally melted Ayu's heart to accept the invitation.
Pras smiles happily and picks Ayu up on the agreed day, this time Ayu appears with a red dress blushing like her cheeks. The two praise each other's appearance and display a smile until they arrive at the party, Pras gives his arm to Ayu so that he can hold on.
Although their relationship status was friendship but at this party he could have more Pras than friends, even when he chatted with other guests and thought they were husband and wife Ayu nodded.
For the first time in his life he wanted time to go very slowly, even if he could stop. Because he did not want this happy day to end with the bitter reality of the next day, his selfishness began to appear on the surface because of the opportunity to make him want to have a full Pras.
But time does not submit to anyone, he goes along a path of destiny that requires Ayu to stop the charade he likes. The late night with the air getting colder makes Pras decide to go home, of course he will take Ayu home first.
Along the way home Ayu did not say much because his mind was filled with arranging strategies so that this time could last a little longer, but there was too much he thought about until he didn't realize they had arrived.
"Yes!" call Pras for the third time, disperse the daydreams of Ayu who sauntered.
"Oh yes mas," he said slowly.
"You why? it hurt?" tanya Pras who actually gave the idea to Ayu.
"Aahh. It's mas, my head is dizzy. Maybe because of the soybean," he replied while twitching his forehead.
"Dizziness huh? then let me help," Pras said immediately out of the car to get Ayu into the house.
With sprightly he helped Ayu to lay the body on the mattress, then at Ayu's request he took the medicine box in the drawer. While love covers Ayu's eyes so that he cannot see their status, when Pras turns to give the medicine he is asked to give what the devil wants.
There are two things in this world, the laughter of people when they give up desire and the stars that surround the moon. Both are interesting and have an infinite number, beautiful only at one time because it is only visible from one point of view where nothing is in the way.
At the end of the erotic dance a light kiss landed on Ayu's temple which made her arms firmer hugging, Pras only smiled because finally he could release the shackles that had made him restless.
"Mas... I love you," said Ayu quietly in a hoarse voice because somehow she felt happy and sad simultaneously that made her want to cry.
"Me too" Pras replied briefly.
"Really?" ayu asked while looking at Pras face.
"You are the only woman beside me, giving me support and fighting with me to make my dream come true. You have times of joy and sorrow" he replied.
"Do I mean anything to you?."
"If not, why are you a special guest at my party? so what am I taking you for today? why do I pick you up every day? that's because I don't want you to do anything, I wouldn't be willing if anyone hurt you."
Finally he got what he had always wanted, a man who not only loved him but was there to protect him. A single tear dripped over Pras' chest, it was a sign that one heart had come down well.