My Soulmate's
Drunken
Two men who were a pair of bloody brothers sat casually sweetly in the front seat of the house made of soft foam-covered rattan so as to add a little calmness to enjoy the sweet relaxing in front of the house with the atmosphere nature grows healthy and refreshing flowers, after spending time with two men whose age is not too far away. Yes, the man is Barakka and Fahad two favorite children of Hasan and Maryam are handsome even very popular at school.
"What do you want to talk to me about?" asked Fahad to the point after the two sat casually on the front bench of the house. Yes, in front of Fahad house filled with various kinds of flowers there is a lounge chair attached to the wall of the front house Fahad.
The chair is made of soft foam cushioned fontanelle, so that the chair is very suitable to be enjoyed at leisure. Barakka then looked at the sister closely.
"Do you have any other girlfriends besides Marsha's sister?"
"Why are you asking that?" ask Fahad.
Barakka's throat was immediately squeezed and even suffocated by an invisible creature. "Just answer my question earlier, is there?"
"Of course" he answered briefly.
"Who?"
"Rulisa."
"The others?"
"Nothing, because at that time I only knew the two women because they got bullied. In fact, I don't remember my college girl friend even though I did group work with her" Fahad explained.
"Didn't Brother think, why would I ask that?"
"It is precisely I think, you why suddenly kepo same woman even it is a friend of his own brother when obviously brother does not know many names have forgotten," Fahad annoyed.
"Goodoo. I asked that it had something to do with what happened to Kinan's sister one week ago, the mastermind behind it was the woman who once filled in Brother's memories, that woman was Brother's past," terang Barakka stared at the intes of Fahad's face that was so similar to her that Barakka was wearing transparent colored stirrup.
"You know where it came from?"
"When I fought the two thugs, an object rang at that moment I was in a craze until I was under the control of my anger. I did not hesitate to hit the face of the thug, when Rehan woke me up by stopping me along with that I heard the sound of a notification ringing into the device lying down. That sound reminded me of the figure of the woman of Big Brother's past."
Fahad squinted his eyes, sharp ears are faithful mengengengat good things always make Fahad curious even Fahad never taught to cut off the conversation if the interlocutor has not finished. "Ring noises?"
"Yes!" Nod Barakka fast. "Like this, in na mi na ti la da..," explained his last Barakka using a voiced tone.
Fahad's eyes turned perfect as Barakka explained that. "Is that ...?"
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"Yes that I'm satisfied!" the screams of women accompanied by laughter filled the narrow space in which there were three women and two men. The six people were busy spending their time in a dirty place and smelled a bit of alcohol.
"Anj*ir, you're still drunk in the afternoon! Aren't you ashamed, huh?" ledek Raisa gulped back the yellow liquid that was poured into the small glass.
"Now swear!"
"Reran, Bambang!" bima shouted to his friend who had a habit of mispronunciation.
"Hahaha .. you know, no matter how much I drink alcohol. The drink didn't tell me, the proof is that I'm talking!" ledek haired woman shoulder to shoulder while lifting her legs up so that her left leg hit the right leg.
"He did have a habit of drunkenness since he was heartbroken from Fahad, so he plunged into a truly unsettling path" said Tami.
"Heh, you smart ass! Look at yourself, you're worse!" sindir Raisa's.
"Even though I'm worse than him, I'm still self-aware of when I drank that alcohol!" chirps Tami doesn't accept.
The woman just smiled cynically at the speech, she preferred to open the flat object there were many incoming messages from the papa to a dozen unappointed phones. The woman did not want to be disturbed, so she chose to silence the sound of vibrations that always rang.
"Non?" call Danis the assistant and the female secretary into the room occupied by the mistress, after getting an order from her father.
"Woi! You're called!" bima shouted as she tightened the woman's shoulders.
"Yes I know! I go home first, you guys don't pay me for it." He stood up leaving the room that began to smell of alcohol even though the clock that was coiled on his wrist showed the number 16.30 in the afternoon where it was soon into the night. "Come, home! Nis," he continued.
"Well, Non," thank Danis.
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Now, the single chose to lean his head on the edge of the soft sofa with the television still on. His mind is still excited by the woman's name, the woman who is Fahad's past does not mean he is an ex-Hanua only the woman is obsessed with love. If Fahad refuses then he will go crazy, that's what makes Barakka anxious with obsession.
Although his age is not far adrift with Kinan, Barakka's thinking is so broad that it even has mature adult thinking. Supposedly, Barakka one class with Kinan then called gentleman but this time he is not a gentleman but iron man so-genesis.
Barakka himself has a friend named Rehan, rehan's age is very similar to Kinan, which is both 17 years old while Barakka is 16 years old because Rehan was late to enter SD so that Barakka did not always bully by saying late in SD, but Barakka believed in Rehan.
"It would be crazy if I thought of the woman," grumbled Barakka immediately moved from his seat and turned off the television using the red remote button and went to the usual room to relax.
While in the main room, two people have not gone to dreamland both are busy with their respective thoughts even the events of a few minutes are still clearly remembered in his mind. But, for the sake of disposing of the awkwardness, the two chose the incident as if it had not happened.
"Kinan?" call Fahad break the silence after the atmosphere was handed over to the night atmosphere.
Kinan who was busy squeezing the blanket now his gaze turned on Fahad, so that the two of them met each other and threw a look after it back to its original form.
"Did you not want to enjoy tonight? The air tonight is pretty cool and a little quiet."
Ah, tonight .. indeed it feels very peaceful, Kinan accidentally opened a little window balcony room to enjoy the view of the city of Jakarta. Even the tree standing upright beside the house was dancing in the direction of the wind, Kinan then stared at the slightly closed window of the curtain and immediately turned back to staring at Fahad.
"I want to enjoy it" Kinan said.
"Well, let's go outside our room to the balcony enjoying the night," Fahad got up from the bed followed by Kinan, who was waiting for him, after that Fahad opened the balcony door immediately the atmosphere of silence and peace hypnotized the soul of both to fly and enjoy the silence of the night atmosphere.
Kinan came out of the room in long sleeping pajamas, while his hair was allowed to move dancing due to the slightly cool night breeze. Pulling bafas and exhaling, staring at the dark horizon only a flickering starlight accompanied the sun so as not to be lonely.
Fahad pulled both corners of the lips to form an arch, he turned back to take a sweater afraid the wife was cold even though the clothes worn were long. However, Fahad understood very well that the material was not too thick so he chose to take a sweater after that put it on Kinan.
"Why?" her hero when feeling her body slightly warmed due to the action Fahad gave a sweater and closed the top of Kinan.
"I'm afraid you're cold" Fahad replied casually as he patted Kinan on the shoulder and led him to sit on the balcony chair of the room.
Kinan felt as if he was being led by Fahad feeling a strange sigh in the depths of his heart, when it was clear that feeling was always there even whenever the eyes of the two met. Fahad's romantic treatment makes Kinan pull both corners of his lips, he smiles and feels happy to have a man like Fahad even though when meeting at school the gaze is always changing.
"Oh yeah, who cleaned the room? You see, there was a lot of blood at that time" asked Kinan, staring at Fahad.
Fahad did not immediately reply, he instead sat his butt next to Kinan so that his second arm stuck, after which he stared at the night sky. "Who else if not me."
"But, didn't Mas accompany me at the hospital?"
Hearing the word 'Mas' who previously always called himself 'you' immediately Fahad' heart flowered. Although he had heard that when Kinan chattered with his parents, but he wanted to hear directly from Kinan's lips without anyone else.
"Indeed, but that time since Kinan's parents stayed there I went home first to bring a change of clothes. Well, that's where bi Ijah was cleaning up fresh blood that's where I stopped them from letting me. That's why I cleaned it."
"Isn't it disgusting?"
"Why do I feel disgusted, it is when I clean that my heart is so painful even as if it is pierced by millions of arrows. My wife who knows nothing has suffered such a great calamity, so when I clean your blood I cry. I feel like I'm a bad husband."
"I buried the blood-filled cloth because I wanted to honor yours, so my hand shook violently. I blame myself" continued Fahad.
Kinan's hand then clasped tightly onto Fahad's sturdy hand and smiled, Fahad immediately stared at Kinan's heartfelt gaze. That smile of tranquility really made Fahad feel a deep sense of error.
"Thank you, but can you not say what makes me feel sad?"
"What?"
"So Mas said, Mas is not a very nice husband. For me Mas is still my husband, so don't blame what happened. That which has passed let pass, forgive me."
"Thank you" said Fahad pulling Kinan's body into his arms and kissing Kinan's head for a long time.
Now, that night he spent every second to spread affection through sincere speech. Starry in the night sky as if to be a witness to the affection of two people who have not long been bound in a halal bond, as if to give happiness to the preparation of a storm that will rob the home of the hands they build.
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Thank you for reading, may your kindness be reciprocated by God with a more❤❤❤
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