My Lovely Cousin's

Chapter 40: Back

Why should there be love between us? We are blood. I really hate this feeling, but at the same time I can't ignore it. It felt like I had drowned at the bottom of the ocean so deep that I could no longer reach the surface. In my heart there is only one name, Saga. If there should be another, then I hope Saga still loves me.

Tahira stared at the bright cloudy morning sky. His mind can not be separated from the incident last night where he and Saga reunited. He felt his heart grow stronger to continue to love Saga. Although there is no denying the guilt that also haunts. Guilt for his mother. If later their relationship is destined to be revealed, then Tahira really hope if Saga is not his brother.

But it would be impossible, right? Now he just wants to live life with his brother, let the circumstances change if indeed they are not destined to be together. What is important for him right now is the love of Saga that he must keep so as not to create a hole in his second heart.

While Tahira was enjoying a beautiful morning on the balcony, Saga was sleeping on her bed. A few seconds later her phone rang, Zara Calling.

"Hmm." muttered Saga after lifting the call.

"Hey, are you still sleeping? You sleepyhead! What time is it?" grumbled the girl across.

"That's a little chatter, even you're more chatty than Rara." Saga replied as she opened her eyes and rubbed slowly.

"Here you go, I don't want to argue with you this morning. I called you just wanted to let you know that this afternoon I can't go to your apartment, I have a course today. So don't pick me up, okay?" said Zara at length.

"Yes." replied Saga briefly and then immediately closed the call.

"Basic chatty!" said Saga while putting his postnel on the nightstand.

His eyes looked around the room looking for his favorite girl. Until his eyes were fixed on the door of the room that slowly opened.

"Raaa." call Saga very spoiled.

Tahira smiled faintly at the indulgence of his beloved man who looked still face pillow. He approached Saga and sat in his pagakinya while holding both hands around Saga's neck.

"How's Mom doing, brother? Is he good?" Tahira started their conversation.

Before answering the girl's question, Saga first pulled Tahira's nape and laid it around her neck.

"I haven't called her yet dear." replied Saga who already felt more comfortable with her current position.

Tahira closed his eyes and breathed deeply and threw them away slowly. When Tahira exhaled, Saga felt comfortable and warm at her neck.

"I miss Mom, please ask her today." Pinta Tahira.

Actually Tahira can call his mother himself if he wants, but he feels more polite if the one who calls his mother is Saga. Tahira is also too lazy to hold a cell phone. Even his phone is rarely activated, only at certain moments the girl plays the flat sail box object.

"alright. I also seem to miss." Saga stroked Tahira's shoulder.

"Oh yes, today Zan did not come" said Saga after a few seconds of silence.

Zan is Zara's nickname for Tahira. I don't know why the girl would prefer her cousin to be called Zan.

"Loh why? Though I wanted to meet." a sad tone sounded from the girl.

"He's busy, he said next time" replied Saga soberly.

"Tell him I'm waiting" Tahira said.

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Zara Pov's

Five days ago I was supposed to visit Saga's apartment. But because the Japanese course I took made me no longer have time to go there. I went to college from morning to evening, and then I continued with a Japanese course towards night and ended up almost late without going home. Imagine how tired it is. And today I feel free because of my college and my course off, aka weekend.

Today I was planning to visit Saga and Tahira but my body ached all over. I know this was caused by my activities yesterday. That's why I decided to just sleep. Here, on top of Kak Ran's bed. It's delicious, it doesn't feel like I'm getting out of this soft crib. Even though my ears are still sharp, I catch the sounds outside the room.

I heard the apartment door open. Let me guess, it must be ART rented by Kak Surya who has worked a few days ago. Honestly, I never saw or met him in person, not because I didn't want to, but I was really busy.

The sound of the door opening made me feel confused, like something was wrong. Hey, why did that ART come in here? What's he doing? Because I felt like I couldn't get up, so all I did was just let it go. Then I heard footsteps approaching me. So, why this ART? Does he want to wake me up? Oh, my God, that's so good.

Uh but wait! Why is he peeping at me? Who this guy really is. Relax Zara, calm down. I seem to know this smell. The masculine fragrance of someone's collonge perfume. Well no mistake, I can be sure because I often smell this smell for about a year. Waitaminute! Whahuh?

I quickly opened my eyes and couldn't believe what I was seeing. A handsome face in white and narrow eyes. Brother Ran.

"Ohayou." said Brother Ran.

I feel like this isn't real. But I hugged him and heard his voice. Oh, my God, don't scare me. Hope this is real.

"Ka, sis Ran." call me in a doubtful tone.

The man returned my embrace. "Yes, it's me."

My tears flowed without me knowing that I wet my cheeks and then fell onto Kak Ran's thick jacket.

"Is this real?" tanyaku.

I felt the gentle movement of her hands stroking my hair. Now I believe, it's real. Ran is really back.

"Sure." said Brother Ran.

I spilled all my grief that was stifled during his departure right then and there.

"I'm back for you" he said again.

This time I don't know what else to do, all my feelings are mixed. I feel sad because I remember his departure the other day but I am also happy and confused about his presence again. Yokatta, it seems like fate is on my side.

I removed our body links and wiped away the tears left on my cheeks. Brother Ran looked at me meaningfully. I catch from the look in her cool eyes, she misses me.

"I miss you" he said, confirming my thoughts.

"Aa, me too." I replied with tears for the second time.

This feeling is so hard to control, I can't hold back my tears. And this time it wasn't me who removed it but Brother Ran. His fingers touched my face, I felt tenderness from him. I closed my eyes and without counting his lips landed on my lips. Brother Ran kissed slowly with my upper lip. Well, I enjoyed it because of the deep feeling of longing.

Ran Pov's

It has paid off the longing that has run through my chest. After Otosan improved, I immediately asked permission to return to Indonesia to look after this little girl. Well, I'm responsible for it. Both his soul and body are even responsible for his love for me.

Now he looked at me meaningfully after I put a kiss on his lips. I know this girl was hurt when I left. It is clearly visible from the look of the face he is casting. I didn't love her like this, but after I left her the feeling changed and became more visible. It seems that I love him as my brother, my uncle's son, and a lover.

"We started again from the beginning. Zara, will you go back to being my lover?" I said that to him with confidence.

"Sure." replied Zara.

Hearing it, makes my heart flower. I grabbed her body and gently held her. This time, I promised myself not to waste it. Especially when I remembered Zara was the girl who had been abandoned by her parents, making me more confident to install myself to be her protector. I will shade him in warmth, and be home for him to shelter. Because I love her. Zanzaras.

"You're sick, right?" ask her after I let go of our body link.

"No, I'm just sore." The reason makes me chuckle.

Just be sore he said? Isn't that the same as pain? This girl, it always makes me anxious. If only I did not remember it as my responsibility, then I would have taken it a long time ago. Fortunately, my ego can still be reduced.

"Jaa(in that case), take a break. I'm still tired too." I asked.

We started to lie on my bed. I hugged him from behind, so he would feel warm. Right, the weather this morning was so cold and I saw the vibrations in Zara's lips that indicated that my beloved was cold. Fortunately, I came, haha.

After a long time, I finally embraced this tiny body as well. And I'll embrace her forever if she's mine. May it be mine.

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seriate....