Past For Future's

Dirga Plan

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"Sssshh perih, Brother. Slow down." protest Oliv.

"Hold a little."

"Bangeeet girl." whine Oliv. "For Marcel's brother is very aggressive so people." he added with annoyance.

"Sst, diem first. Just apply, don't look." Marcel removed the mirror from Oliv's hand.

"Awww slowly Kaaaak." shouted Oliv.

"It's nothing yet, Liv. You've been screaming all the time, how do you want to finish the turnip?" Marcel looked at Oliv.

"Ish, move. No need to be treated." Oliv.

"Kok even crinkled anyway. That's your lips still bleeding Liv." Marcel follows Oliv who moves.

"Yes wrong Brother Marcel, why was bitten my lips. Very nice." Oliv clasped his hands and waved his lips.

Marcel just sighed. I don't know why he really doesn't like if his woman is glimpsed by others, let alone greeted. He remained silent for a while until he finally started to speak again.

"Yes, sorry." Marcel embraces Oliv's shoulder, but Oliv still looks away and is reluctant to respond. "I'm sorry, I'm jealous of you. Sorry dear." said Marcel softly.

"Sister Marcel's jealous?" Oliv.

"I'm sorry." Marcel rubbed Oliv's back.

"Jealous may be, but don't miss dong Kak. What were we going to be kebablasan? I don't want to get pregnant out of wedlock."

"No, it won't. I won't touch you before we get married, I promise. Sorry yes." Marcel leaned his head on Oliv's shoulder.

"Boy how's it going, brother?" asked Oliv after a few seconds of silence.

"Why suddenly nanyain Boy?" Marcel looked up.

"What harm? Boy is the son of Brother Marcel, it means Boy is also my son dong." said Oliv who makes Marcel smile widely.

"Thank you,"

"For?"

"Thank you for accepting me for who I am, you're sorry for my past mistakes, and you accepted Boy as your son. Thanks, hon. I love you, always love you." Marcel re-captured Oliv's body fondly.

"Sister, if for example later to our marriage there is a problem how? or is there a barrier?"

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Marcel released his embrace from Oliv, because he felt Oliv's words like they were going to attack him. Marcel rubbed his face in a direction. He didn't know where to start talking to Oliv. It felt really funny to say, he was afraid that Oliv would leave his life.

"Sister Marcel why?" Oliv patted Marcel on the shoulder, Marcel just shook his head. "My words are wrong? Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Udah, don't discuss it. I believe you won't leave me, Liv." Marcel rubbed Oliv's face with his thumb.

Oliv just smiled, he looked at Marcel's face which showed a deep look of worry. Oliv thinks that Marcel is really afraid of losing him. For that Marcel was so shocked by his words earlier.

Oliv embraces the handsome face of the lover. She pulled out a few hairs that covered her eyes.

"Sister Marcel doesn't have to worry, as long as we have one belief, I'm sure God will make it easier for both of us."

Marcel was stunned, he released Oliv's hand from his Face. He immediately threw away his face.

"Why else, brother. I'm talking wrong again?" Oliv took Marcel's arm.

"No, Liv. I'm just as moved by your words. Thanks, baby." Marcel kissed Oliv's fingers.

"Sama-sama Honey," Oliv smiled cheerfully at Marcel. "Oh, yes Brother. I want permission, can't I?"

"What adultery?" Marcel frowned.

"Next week I can climb the same mountain. Pliss."

"What?? You crazy Liv? Our wedding is only a month away and you want to climb the mountain?" squeak Marcel. "No, I won't let you!!"

"Yes, we'll go when we get married. Let me watch you directly."

"Sister, it's not that I don't want to go with Brother Marcel, but I really want to go up the mountain equally. For the last time as a girl, brother. Pliss." Oliv hugged Marcel from the side.

Marcel removed Oliv's hand from his body, leaving Oliv. Oliv didn't stay silent, he was twisting Marcel from behind.

"Sister..," call Oliv when they're on the balcony. "Yes, sorry." Oliv lowered his head.

Marcel was still silent. Finally he lit a cigarette that he had taken from his room earlier. He sucked hard and then exhaled him in the other direction so as not to hit Oliv.

"*Since when did Brother Marcel smoke?" inner Oliv.

"Why are you making me all the more awkward, Liv. I still think hard to save our relationship, but why do you even make me more anxious." Marcel muttered inwardly*.

"Sister..," call Oliv again. "I'm sorry, I really just want a brain refresh. I just want to finish the rest of my girlhood. After that, I belong to you completely, brother. But if you don't let me, I won't leave. Sorry for me." Oliv lowered his head in disappointment.

"May, but there are conditions." Marcel put out his cigarette butts while throwing the last smoke out of his mouth.

"Condition? What conditions, brother?" oliv's face immediately shone.

Marcel smiled slantingly as he shook his head lightly. "Must go home safe and-" Marcel cut off his speech then brushed Oliv's hair and whispered in his ear, "Must still be in the girl's condition." he whispered and bit Oliv's ear into a puff.

Oliv's body bristled, Marcel's breath and the bite seemed to be a stimulus that made him slightly stung.

"Promise?" Marcel rubbed Oliv's hair.

"Pro.wise." Oliv smiled awkwardly.

Marcel patted Oliv's head, "Good girl."

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While in the room, Dirga looks pacing while pinching his chin. He seemed to be thinking hard. The month that was focusing on the book she read was finally furious with her husband's level.

"Why the hell, Mr Dirga?." asked Moon while taking a quick glance.

"First find a way." replied Dirga while scratching her head.

"How what? How to make another child? It's a pinter." Ceplos moon shameless.

"I'm the most genius at it, even if you want it again and again." Moon throws Dirga using a pillow.

"Kok is raging. You always ask again, even though it has been 4 rounds. Hahahaha." so long as Dirga who makes the Moon more red in shame.

"Not stopping laughing, means fasting two months." annoyed Moon who immediately made Dirga kincep.

"Darling, don't dong. I don't want you to." persuade Dirga to approach the Moon. "Mas ngetawain lizard, Yank. Cook it on the wall. It's funny, that's why I laugh." Dirga hugged the Moon from the side.

"Well, what was that pacing?" ask the Ketus moon.

"Find out a way to fail Oliv's marriage" Dirga replied unknowingly.

"What?????" the strangulation of the Moon that made Dirga jumped in shock. "Are you crazy??" without lowering the tone of voice.

"Em.. mak. Shit first." Dirga scratched his nape.

"What other work is there? Oh my goodness, you are. Oliv and Marcel are paired, don't bother you anymore. Marcel sincerely apologized to you at that time. Everyone has their mass, including us. So, don't look for disease anymore."

"Darling--,"

"Oliv's Mas loh's younger brother, can you see Oliv's suffering? Would you like to see Oliv sad?" The moon cut Dirga's speech.

"It is precisely what Mas is doing for the happiness of Oliv in the future, Iaaang." said Dirga softly. "Here is the whiskey." Dirga whispered something to the Moon's ear that made the Moon glare in disbelief.

"Haah?? Seriously??"

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